Twisted◆◇

Chapter 2

I Remember that dream perfectly, and illogically the same woman who had haunted me for those days appeared again, but this time I was in a completely different country, in colonial times I would say.

This time she seemed alive and she stroked and combed my hair in a very lovely way, suddenly i was back at the end of the world with which i had dreamed the previous day, then a bullet sounded like next to my ear,  then steps and when I realized I found myself face to face with the woman, i covered my eyes trying not to see her and when I opened them there was a black statue as an angel with red eyes so piercing you could  feel like it watching through your

Soul then it leaned toward me making an irritating and disturbing screech, as it was about to kill me ...

I woke up suddenly again, damn, I hardly ever had nightmares, what was happening?, My breathing was fast like the beating of my heart, I was drenched in sweat... it was too weird.

As my breathing returned to normal state, like my feelings, i notice that something wasnt right ... this wasnt my room ...

I raised from bed, everything was dark, i tried to turn on the light of the room but they were gone, what the fuck wad going on?, While walking from

one place to another without knowing what to do, i took  a glimpse in the mirror and ... what the hell?!

My cat pajamas had been replased for an apocalyptic dress, it was red, old and dirty, my hair was black  before, but  now it was red, RED! And my eyes, oh my precious blue blue, now seemed like empty, black, deep balls ...

I left hasty my room with hope to find my mother to give me an explanation, but ... she wasnt in her room, i searched everywhere but couldnt find traces of her, is more of nothing.  Everything was so quiet and sad, it seemed that nothing existed.

I stayed a few minutes (which for me were eternal), in the corner of "my room", trying to analyze everything... to give it more around the subject, i couldnt find any explanation, everything was so fucking weird.

I went to the bathroon to wash my face, but when I looked at the mirror, there was someone behind me ... I couldnt do anything, I fully paralyzed, it something like a woman, but this has no eyes, her dress is completely bloodied, and whispering things I did not understand, I realized later that this woman had wings ... it was a demon ...