KilgharrahFire
A storm rages on outside. The wind howling throw the trees, making sounds like deathly screams. Rain lashed again the small bedroom window that let only a small amount of light in.
A small can be heard from the dark corner of the room.
'I'm scared'
A flash of light briefly lights up the small room. A small child dressed in rags with chains around thier feet sit in the corner.
You wake up with a cry. That dream again.