The dream

He woke up

Connor woke up in the orchard- well, not the orchard he knew. The trees were all long dead, no leaves in sight, and bark peeling away in chunks. A few apples dotted the branches, rotten and decayed, as if they had somehow survived for years without being touched.
He slowly stood up, as he noticed someone standing on the branch of a tree. The branch was tearing apart, but the person either didn't notice or didn't care.

Connor tried to walk to the tree, but his arms stung as he moved. He stared down at them, and noticed scars appearing with every step. The first few only bled a little, but as more appeared, blood seeped out faster than before. He struggled to walk, and his skin grew paler and paler as more blood ran down his arms. Eventually, his skin was completely covered in scarlet red blood, and it dropped into the floor, staining the half-dead grass beneath.

He finally made out who the figure on the tree was- it was Evan. He tried to call out to him, but he was too weak to even make a sound. He didn't make it to the tree. He fell to the ground, unable to move. He managed to painfully raise his head enough to see the branch snap, and to see Evan fall to the ground. Suddenly, a siren blared in the distance, and he could see paramedics rush onto the field- but they didn't come for him. They took Evan away, and returned to him. By now, he could feel blood beneath his arms as it soaked into the dirt.

They stood over him, staring at him as he desperately tried to beg for help. Almost immediately, they disappeared, leaving him alone. He was trapped on the ground until the sun was no longer in the sky, and he finally stood again. He looked around, seeing blood across the whole field. It was smeared up the trees, collecting in puddles at any place the ground dipped. He started to sprint across the field, but no matter how far he ran, he was never closer to any way out.

Eventually, he collapsed from exhaustion. The scars were now appearing all over his body, causing indescribable pain from everywhere. Suddenly, the blood completely stopped. For just a moment, he thought that he might survive. He thought this, until he felt drowsy, as if he was more high than he had ever been before. He could feel his heartbeat, stronger than ever, slowing down until it completely stopped.

That was when he woke up.