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Prologue: The Dream
Blood. The vibrant, dripping, ruby red liquid continuously flowed as I staggered onwards. My bloody fingers grasped the long, sharp blade pierced on my left shoulder.
I kept limping towards the silent corridors of the lonely hallway. Nobody else was there. The pain was unbearable, but I carried on.
Just then, someone let out a gasp. I turned, only to find my worst nightmare facing me. "You." I bellowed with distaste.
She moved aback, suddenly showered with fear and guilt. "How dare you---" I tried to say, but my words were broken.
And then it all happened.
My throat ached with pain. I felt as if something, or someone was choking me. Everything faded into a dark black. The last thing my dark, shallow mind could process were the echoing sounds of familiar voices calling for help.
And it was then when I realized... that it was all just a bad dream.