Corrupted Dreams

Chapter Six

Once again, a nightmare. I will warn you, this one has suicide, so if you do not wish to read about that, just know Shelphine has a second nightmare with the creature thingy in it. But this time she notices the creature acting differently. The suicide isn't detailed at all, so...yeah. That's it.

Shelphine's P.O.V

I'm in an open field. It's night time, and as I look up, I notice the moon. It's full, but it's red. That's not the only thing off about my current situation. I don't know why, but I feel like someone is watching me. I turn around to see my friends talking to each other. I run over to them. I try to ask if they know what's happening, but I can't speak. They turn to face me. 

"Oh my gosh, there she is!" Kiri yells. 

"Should we run?" Grace squeaks. 

I try to ask what they are talking about. Once again, no words come out. I shout in frustration, but that's silent too. Kiri looks at me. At first she seems afraid, but then she is angry. 

"Why?" She starts. "Why would you do this to everyone?" 

Suddenly everyone I know appear around me. Lying on the ground. Dead. I cover my mouth in shock. Grace starts crying.

"We should get away from her." She starts to run. 

I grab her shoulder in attempt to comfort her. The second I touch her, her shoulder starts to disintegrate. She screams in agony as the smell of rotting flesh fills the air. Grace collapses and the disintegration stops spreading. I kneel down beside my friend's body. Tears run down my face. I sob uncontrollably without a sound.

" So you're guilty now? Now that everyone is dead except for me?" I look over to Kiri. 

Her face is filled with hatred and disgust. I look past her to see that same humanoid creature grinning. Although I see sadness in it's eyes. That wasn't there the first time. It snaps and a dagger appears in kiri's hand.

"You did this. Always remember that." 

Before I can even get up, Kiri plunges the dagger through her heart. I scream and scream, but I can't even hear it. I feel my body start to fade. The last thing I see is the stalker staring at me with no emotion.