Oregon Trail
Timee5
"EUNICE!" I screamed, spotting her face among the others. Yet as soon as I spoke, a large, metal scythe flashed out of nowhere and cut her into bits, throwing her onto the pile of corpses at the foot of the wall. The beggars hunched over the meat and began to feast hungrily, blood now lining their face like sick war paint. I was screaming, make it stop, make it stop, make it STOP! Yet the vision was still going on, and my hand was frozen, and it couldn't move to close the curtains. I began to cry, my tears tasting terrible and disgusting as they dripped into my mouth. I hunched over on my knees and begged for the world to stop rotating, begged for my life to end, begged for the angel to come and save us, begged for the angel, begged for the angel.