I open my eyes and I'm surrounded by a very familiar scene. I sit up in my bed and wipe my forehead, "Not actually dreaming, that's a huge relief." I stretch my arms when I hear something thump in my brothers' room. "What?" I get up and walk out into the hallway, I quietly and slowly open my brother's door. "Mom?" I whisper and squint my eyes, I look at my parents' door and it's ajar, with blood covering the door handle. My face drains of warmth and color. "Mom?" I turn to look at her with a horrified face. She turns around with a wicked smile on her face, a bloody butchers knife is clutched in her right hand. "Don't worry dear. It'll be over soon." I look past her at my brother lying in his bed, he's blood covered, everything glistens in the light of his lamp. She stalks over to me with a permanent smile on her face, I back up and hit the wall. I turn to the right and dash through the house. I trip on the stairs and land on the couch. My moms figure rushes down the stairs and throws me against a wall. I slide down the wall with tears in my eyes as my mom brings the knife down on my head.
My eyes fly open and I gasp for air. "Welcome back Abby." The doctor says and unhooks me from the machines."What did you see?" I look at my mom and break out into a nervous sweat. "Do,do, do I have to tell?" "Yes sweetheart. It's a law, so we can make sure everything goes according to plan." "Uh." I look at my mom nervously and her eye twitches, I look at my smiling dad, and at my little brother playing on his video game. "Well." My mom cracks her fingers nervously and I shift in my seat.
