Nightmare Pt.2

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I opened my eyes, blinking, trying to figure out where I was. Breathing in smoke and dust, I gained the strength to stand up, moving my hand to cover the top of my face, opening my eyes and squinting. There was nothing to look at really, other than broken down cars, buildings that had fallen to the ground, and trees ripped up from the ground.

It wasn't a pleasant sight. Why was I here again? What happened? And, where was I?

I looked around, till my eyes landed upon a group of four people. One of them was being held in another's arms. That person crying into their chest. It was obvious that the person being held, was not doing so good. The other two looked fairly familiar. They both, were standing over head the two on the ground, tears filling their eyes.

Something didn't feel right. Something was off, maybe the air? No, the air was how it seemed to always be. The lack of people, maybe? No, that was the same too. Perhaps, it was those four people before me.

Yes. That was it, it was them, those four people just there. No one else around, but them, and me. I began to walk over to where they stood, but stopped in my tracks, realizing who they were. It was Paul, Pat, Tord, and... Me?

No, I-it couldn't be m-me.. c-could it? I picked my walking back up, slowly continuing to go over to them. I stopped right in front of them, they didn't seem to notice me, let alone even see me. Tord was the one holding my limp body close to his. Sobbing into my F/C hoodie, muttering things I could not understand. He looked broken, lost almost completely. Like his only reason to live, was slowly dyeing in his arms.

All I could think, is who was the cause for his suffering? Who took me away from him, away from my friends and family? Who could be so heartless, as to do a deed such as this?

My questions were answered, once I heard a cackling, coming from somewhere off in the distance. It sounded so familiar to that of the one I used to call my big brother. The one who favored his sharp pointed weapons, above all else.

It was... T-tom?





























(A/N: sorry this chapter was shorter than usual, I wanted to make it a bit dramatic. I'll be publishing part 3 of Nightmare soon!!)

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