The medication is wearing off.
Silence festers, making its home in the small interior of her heart.
It breathes. It looks over towards the corner of the room. It's eyes start to bleed. This wasn't normal. Oh, no. Not normal for young Alessa.
Spiders scurried across the walls.
She dreamed that those very spiders were eating, ingesting, ripping at the flesh of her face. She saw that they were slowly leaping (It almost looked as if they were black drops of water.) from the water facet. She tried to turn it off, but she only succeeded in making them run from the facet faster.
Faster.
And
Faster.
And
Faster.
I'm not ready.
I'm not ready to settle down again.
She dreamed of a large skinless dog, thick drops of drool escaped from it's muzzle. It took a step closer, and bore its large teeth. It let out an inhuman growl and charged, charged straight at Alessa. Blood splattered on the ground below. Alessa couldn't help staring at the pretty pattern the blood splatter had made while the skinless dog chewed at her intestines.
And.
And.
And.
She smiled.
She dreamed of a smaller girl. Identical to her, only years younger. Alessa appeared before the girl. Alessa smiled. That girl…Cheryl, was it? Well, she smiled back.
Alessa thrust her fist into the girl's chest. Cheryl's eyes widened and let out a soft, blood drenched mewl.
Blood seeped from her mouth.
Alessa pulled back her fist in one quick motion. Her heart tittered with joy as she opened her clenched, blood drenched hand to find the young girl's heart, still beating. Cheryl stood still for several moments before she collapsed in a heap.
She faded into dust and all was well.
