I use to dream about Akuze, night after bloody night the same damn thing. I remembered the carnage, the screams, and how it seemed to be picking us off one by one; until 49 soldiers where dead and there was only one left… me.
However now… I dream of something else… something worse if that's even possible. Every time I close my eyes I feel it, that unnatural chill. It starts as a pin prick in the middle of my back then spreads, becoming larger and colder as it engulfs my body. I can't stop it, my struggles only seems to speed up the process, and I can feel it there is nothing I can do to stop it. I am helpless to this unnatural chill; I am completely at its mercy. Its frigid wave's washes all over me, freezing my lungs, my blood, my brain and finally my heart.
And then there is nothing left of me, but that frigid unnatural cold.
