After "talking to the weirdo in the mirror", I remembered another part of the dream. Those chains, they were hooked to something. "A human? No that would be to cruel. Maybe it was in a castle." Pondering to myself, I was suddenly interrupted. "Do the walls ever talk back?" Once again my mom chimmed in. The rest of my day was just a normal boring day at school, the only good part is seeing my girlfriend at lunch or at the lockers. Afterward on the bus ride home. I fell asleep, and for once, had a dream I could remember. I was in a field of some odd plant. I couldn't tell what it was but It was a golden color and it shimmered in the sun. But then the dream suddenly took a turn for the worse. Tears, tears were streaming from my face. Why, was I crying in my sleep? Minutes went by and it just got worse and worse. The tears now had an oddly red tint to them. They weren't normal tears anymore, it was blood.
