Chapter 4: Nightmare

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Esmee's POV:
I looked at my surroundings all around me, dead bodies littered the ground, laying in pools of blood everywhere. This isn't the Spiral anymore... I thought to myself. I looked down, I saw blood all over my hands.

"I-i did this?!" I stared at my hands in shock, but something else caught my attetion as well. My hands looked really pale, even paler then usual. I saw my backpack against a wall and opened it up and took a hand mirror out of it. I held it up and looked at my face.

Extremely pale with blood dripping from my mouth, I opened my mouth to see something I wish I had never seen.. "I HAVE FANGS?!!" I shrieked and dropped the mirror, and the glass shattered on impact.

I kept crawling backwards until I hit something behind me. I turned and saw Tasha, just like all of the others, dead laying in a pool of blood as blood streamed out of two bitemarks on her neck. "Tasha.... Tasha no, no! This can't be!" I kept shaking her and shaking her but she wouldn't move. Tears ran down my cheeks as I gave up and sobbed into my blood-soaked hands.

"What kind of world does this...?! Who does this..?!" I sobbed loudly, and i slowly stood up as my own tears dripped onto my bloodstained boots and ground in front of me, and dripping onto Tasha's lifeless body.

I slowly turned around only to be face to face with a teenage boy around my age, with black hair and green eyes staring at me with an evil grin.

I woke up in the safety of my comfy top bunk screaming, Tasha was on the ladder next to me, nearly falling off when i screamed in her face all of a sudden.

"Esmee, what's wrong?!" Tasha asked me urgently, with concern flooding her expression.

"Tasha! Oh Tasha, thank baloney you're alive!" I said as i hugged her tightly as i started tearing up again.

"Of course i'm alive, what happened?" She asked worriedly.

"I-i had a nightmare, a terrible terrible nightmare..." I started with.

"Let's go to Courtney and Keira's house and you can tell us there," Tasha said, helping me out of bed. I got dressed and we both went outside and drove away in her car.

When we got to their house Tasha walked up and knocked on their door, and Courtney opened up. "Good morning, guys!" She smiled when she saw it was us.

"Not really...." I muttered.

Tasha sighed. "She had a nightmare last night, i brought her here so she could have people listen and get it off her chest." She added.

Well, come on in, and we'll listen," Courtney said as she moved aside and let us inside. me and Tasha sat on one of the couches next to each other, and i just stared down at the floor still traumatized by my nightmare.

Keira walked downstairs holding her phone, but immediately turned it off and put it away when she saw us. "Oh hey guys!" She smiled, but it soon faded once she saw me so scared. "Are you okay Esmee? You don't look very good.." she said worriedly.

"I-i didn't really sleep well.."

Courtney sat down in an armchair in front of us and Keira sat down on the arm of the other couch. "So Esmee, what happened in your nightmare?" She asked.

"Well.. i wasn't in the Spiral, at least i don't think i was, and there were dead bodies and blood everywhere.. When i looked down my hands and mouth was all bloody, and i was even more pale then i usually am.. but also, when i looked in the mirror, i saw that i had fangs..." I explained, and when i looked up at them, they were all shocked by the fact i had fangs in my dream.

"L-like a vampire or something?" Keira stuttered.

"It seems like i killed all those people my biting them and draining their blood... So i guess so.." I said looking down and gripping my skirt with my hands.

"Don't worry Esmee, it was only a nightmare. I'm sure it meant nothing about real life." Tasha smiled reassuringly at me, as she put her hand on my shoulder in a comforting way.

"Thanks Taz, I really appreciate-" I was cut off by my phone ringing, it was an unknown number. "I should take this outside." I said to them as I answered the call and went outside.

"This Esmee."

"Hey, um... my name's Evan, Evan NightBlood." A boy's voice answered. I found it odd how he found my number, but how he has my last name just disturbs me..

"NightBlood.?" I repeated.

"Yes. I called to tell you that I read somewhere in a strange book that I'm supposed to be your boyfriend, and supposed to be by your side at all times..."

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