"If I don't return at the end of two weeks, then move to the next location."

I scramble to find the page as the moans grow louder by the second. Soon they'll reach this room causing terror to flood my veins. My hands shake making it hard to read the large book.

I stop. Deep breath in. 'I'm not dead yet.'

I find what I'm looking for seconds before they reach the locked door. I can hear them scratching and pushing against it. In one quick move I position myself so that I can touch the chalk circle while holding out the book.

"Sę veá córe nostrum meírse." I recited softly to myself, forcing my mind to shut out all distractions and focusing on the image in my head.

"Sę veá córe nostrum meírse." The door creaks and groans, straining against the pressure as they go into a frenzy from the smell of my blood.

"Sę veá córe nostrum meírse." There's a crash as the door breaks open and they fall in, climbing over each other in a desperate attempt to get to me. Their moans over fill the room, drowning out the sound of anything else. Then, just like that, everything fades away into a black space, all noise evaporating to a hum in the air.

For a brief moment I hang in this calm nothingness. If I were to reach outside this circle, I'd be lost to time and space. I'd become one with the universe but no longer as a single entity. I don't know how I know all this, I just do.

I blink.

I'm standing, or rather, floating above a large forest. The land stretches out towards the horizon where the sun lays, dying the sky in watercolors of oranges and pinks. The slim clouds catch fire from the reflecting light.

'It's beautiful.'

A violent cough erupts from deep within my chest. My body shudders from the sheer force of it. My eyes roll up into my head as I double over in pain. I feel myself falling and falling and falling...

'Ugh, I can't wait to go home,' I think as I sit in the food court on my lunch break. Suddenly I hear screams erupt from deep in the mall. People are running towards the exits, fighting and shoving each other. Some fall and get trampled on, others lose loved ones in the crowd, and some stand around in a daze. I stand upon my table and scan the chaos, trying to figure out what the hysteria is all about.

There, at the very edge, there are people that lurch forward as if they were all drunk. They reach out and start dragging people down who all scream and fight and plea for help before they're lost under the amounts of bodies that converge on them. Their necks get ripped open, chunks of flesh and meat get chewed and swallowed, their blood pours out and drenches those around them.

I turn and look towards the entrance. There's no way I can get out the doors in time. I look up and see that the large windows above the doors is missing. I look behind me only to find I have no more time. I turn back around and start running across the table tops as screams raise in volume around me.

My adrenaline pumps as I leap into the air. I feel weightless and urgent as I catapult through the windows and land right onto my car. I jump through Ms. Widow's sunroof, start her up, and drive straight to my mother's house. On my way there, much to my horror, there is pure chaos out on the streets. People were either wrecked, running, being chased, or being consumed. The world around me had become a sea of fear.

The second I pull up to my mother's, I jump out of the car and race into her house. I begin to call for her and my siblings but stop when I run into one of her animals, whom I put in cages and pile into one of the two vans that now sit where Ms. Widow had been moments ago. Soon I have the van attached to the other van filled with my mother's pets. I have become frantic to find my family. Somehow I know I don't have much time before a horde descends upon the house.

I manage to find my brother curled up on his bed. I force him up and practically drag him out to the lead van. I shove him in, place headphones with music ont0 his ears, cover him up with a blanket, and buckle him in. I want to stay and comfort him but I must find the others. So I lock the door, turn, and race back inside.

Upstairs I bang on my sister's door, fear eating away at my insides. Finally after what feels like forever I hear her get up and unlock the door. She greets me with a glare.

"Look, before you get all upset, I need you to go out and sit with Brother. Cover up and listen to music. Get your seat belt on and lock your door. There is some serious shit bout to happen so do as I say," I say quickly and clearly, looking her straight in the eyes. She nods and runs out the house to the van.

I turn to my mother's closed door. Instead of knocking, I walk right in and find her sitting in her chair, smoking weed and playing Skyrim. She hands me the pipe and I light it up, savoring the smoke that flows into my lungs. I hold it there till I feel ready to burst before releasing it quickly.

"Mom, we have to leave."

"But I have to smoke this weed and game," she said, looking up at me with a slight lip tremble when she's ready to start fake crying. I give her a stern look. She sighs and gets up, bringing with her a bag of leaves and her cane. I take the bag and drop the pipe and lighter into it before following her down the stairs while urging her to try and go faster.

We make it outside and walk to the car as fast as we can. I look down the street to see what I knew was coming. I tell my mother to hurry, my voice rising with the growing terror in my heart. I race around both the vans, checking that everything's in order. I get in the driver side of the lead van just as Mum gets in shotgun. The second the doors lock the horde reaches the back of the car. I throw the gear shift into drive and race away from them as well as out of the neighborhood.

I realize that for the past five minutes I've been staring at the ceiling. At some point I opened my eyes as I was driving, watching as the road faded into the panels above me. The morning light comes through and plays across the room while birds chirp loudly outside. A calmness settles down on me from the tranquility of the room. But as my mind comes out of the haze of sleep I remember where I am and why I've come. Once again, I feel the fear clutch my heart.

Slowly I sit up, cringing from the all over soreness of my body. The pain radiates up my neck and into my brain, giving me a bit of a headache. I reach up and clutch my head, groaning at the overwhelming stiffness I feel. Soon I realize that my left arm isn't burning where I sliced it on a window shard.

Looking down I see that my arm is professionally bandaged up and probably, hopefully, smeared in some kind of salve. Slowly lowering my hands, I fumble around for my glasses, finding them next to me on the nightstand. I put them on and then look around the room for my duffle bag and book only to find that they're not here. The panic that wraps around my chest is immediate.

Just as I'm about to get up, the door slides open. A young woman that's about 5'8" walks in. Her hair is an unusual mint blue color and she has the face of an extremely lovely maiden. She looks me straight in the eyes with beautifully dark blood red eyes that contrast her soft white skin. She smiles softly at me as a blush creeps onto my face.

'She's way more beautiful in person.' I snap out of my awe of her just as she walks up to the bed, having asked me something that I completely missed like an idiot. I tilt my head up at her, looking into her eyes, my hands limp in my lap. As I feel the fear come back to me, my lower lip trembles and my eyes begin to mist over. I fight to keep the fear off of my face but feel it's a losing battle.

"I need your help."

TBC~

A/N: I'm high as balls! XD And if you don't understand, the dream is not a full memory. It's a memory mixed with dream qualities. Aaaannnddd I don't own anything that is yyh, not the characters nor the whole thing of them.