After war

Is this a dream?

I'm running. Through the grounds of my house. My four year old self is laughing. I'm chasing someone. Scorpious.
"Stop!" I laugh, "Slow down Pi!" I call after him. We are having so much fun.
"Liza!" I hear a scared almost estranged  voice call,
"LIZA! SCORPIOUS! GET BACK TO THE HOUSE QUICKLY! ITS DANGEROUS OUT THERE!" It's my dad he wants us to come back. Scorpions turns to me. He puts his finger to his lips to hush me, he grabs my hand in a brotherly way and pulls me along further. A river, flowing softly in the winter wind. I touch it with my finger and jump back feeling like ice. My lips turn a subtle shade of blue.
Scorpious walks towards me a grin sliding over his face. I step back scared. I fall. I'm in the river freezing cold, screaming with my tiny little lungs. Im sinking lower and lower. Scorpious looks more and more faded as I fall. A splash of water and a small pair of hands. They wrap around me and pull my helpless body to surface. I open my eyes still screaming and see a tall man. He was getting closer to us. His cloak covers his face. I yell but it was too late. He was gone and all that was left was spots of blood on the crispy leaves below. His body was no longer recognisable and the man laughed at him. More and more blood appears and yelling rips my body apart. I descend into darkness my body isn't able to take it anymore.