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The last thing I remember is that day...looking at my parents as they covered me up with a stone. That night when I fell asleep was the Blood moon. Our home was being attacked by the neighboring kingdom because we were 'practicing dark arts' but we were trying to make a elixir for extra life in years but it wasn't working. The king was getting frustrated so he attacked our home. That's when father told me to drink something and lay down in the stone box. I didn't want to... but mother told me everything was gonna be fine, I came to obey. I started to grow sleepy and later down my head. I smiled to my parents as the covered me up. My mothers eyes were glassy with tears and my fathers mouth in a sad smile. "Goodnight mother. Goodnight father" I said as the total red moon shone behind them. "Good night Mira. Sweet dreams." said my father as he pulled the stone box closed. After that I can only remember slight shakes and rattles of the box every once in a while. Since that night, I had the same dream of my mother and fathers bloodcurdling screams from somewhere near yet unreachable. I tried so hard to get to them... but I could never reach them. I grew tired of being scared so I just ignored them. Their just dreams. Something changes... I hear something new that isn't my parents same screams. I hear a laughing... its filled with pleasure and enjoyment. Then I hear the drop of two shapes and I jolt up and awake and hit my head on a stone surface.
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