Good Night | Dreamcatcher [COMPLETED]

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Someone was screaming.

Loud, piercing screams that tore into Handong's ears like barbed wire and made her blood pound through her veins. Her skin felt like it was melting off her body and she couldn't move. Everything was white.

Loud crashes erupted around her, fusing with the ear-bursting screaming and sending jolts of pain through her. That pain was hard to notice, though, because at the moment she was feeling too much all at the same time, and her mind couldn't process it.

Where am I?

Her eye. Her left eye was throbbing with the most agony she'd ever felt, and the agony spread throughout her entire body. It felt as if she'd been skewered through the head. Not to mention, the screaming was making her head pound.

It was then that she realised the screaming was coming from her own mouth.

With a shuddering breath, she wrenched the sounds from her mouth, the whiteness surrounding her vision fading as reality slowly trickled back. As her vision returned, she saw herself chained to the table, every limb coated in red. Her eye...

It was gone. She couldn't see out of her left eye. The dagger had impaled her eye, mutilating it until there was nothing but a bloody mess left. And pain. Pain like nothing she'd ever felt before pulsed and throbbed, like there was something eating away at her flesh.
She could see now. The room was as it had been, grey and deadly, and the demon...

The demon was cowering in a corner.

And it was smoking.

Ash and embers swirled around the demon and its face was blackened and charred. Next to it, there were various knives and instruments on the floor that had evidently toppled off the shelf. Its clothes were tattered and burnt, and there was something in its eyes. Fear.

Slowly, it stood up, not taking its eyes off her, and walked towards the door. It opened it and quickly left, the door slamming shut behind it, leaving Handong to gargle and convulse in her own blood.

***

Sua didn't know where to begin.
There was so much she knew, and so much she didn't know, and all of it was terrifying. Saying it out loud to somebody else would make it so much worse.

Siyeon sat in front of her, her face darkened in the grim night, and she was staring at Sua. She hadn't taken her eyes away since the fire had blown up, even when Sua calmed down. There was a look in her eyes, and Sua knew that look. It was a look that begged for answers and explanations, but Sua just didn't know how to give them to her.
Sua didn't know where to begin, but she had to say something. So, the words of the prophecy tumbled out of her mouth.

'Seven.
One is a witch who dreams of their fate, the other's her sister who's overcome by hate,
The one who is forced to play with fire, is destroyed by the youngest with a dark desire,
The bloodthirsty one is filled with despair, and destroys a friendship she cannot repair,
And the one who binds them as one in her heart, is the one who will break them and rip them apart.'

'Sua,' Siyeon whispered, 'what does that mean?' Sua looked at her friend's pleading gaze. It was time for the truth. She took a deep breath.

'There was a room. It was different to the one Jiu got locked it, because this one had a door without a lock. It was as if it wanted me to go inside. I left Gahyeon, b-because I wanted to find something to help, a weapon, a way out, anything.

'Inside the room, I found a photo and a letter. Those words I told you... they were written on the letter, and the photo was a photo of us. The seven of us.'

She glanced at Siyeon carefully, whose face was unreadable. She nodded for her to continue. Sua swallowed.

'Th-then... I heard her scream. Gahyeon. I ran out and she was in one of the rooms, fighting for her life. A-and...'