~Emika's POV~
"Well, I think I have to end it here, bros. I hope you enjoyed watching me play this episode of Amnesia!" the male voice came from the glowing computer screen in front of me. I smiled, brofisting the screen out of habit. Shutting my laptop, I laid it on the nightstand beside my bed. I glanced at my clock. Two o' clock. I've lost more sleep in the past three days than I did over the combination of all my teenage summers.
I yawned sleepily, cuddling up to my Golden Retriever stuffed dog. "Goodnight, Mitzi." I closed my eyes, letting the sweet softness of slumber wash over me, drifting through the sea of dreams.
"Wow, so pretty." I said softly, slowly turning in a circle, taking in the scene around me.
I was standing in a lush, green meadow, the wind slightly blowing a gentle breeze. I watched as many different colored butterflies fluttered around me in a dance. Little forest creatures ran around my feet, chasing each other playfully. I took a deep breath, closing my eyes. I instantly became relaxed. Then, one of the animals screeched, sounding an alarm. I tried to open my eyes, but it felt like they were glued shut. I tried to move, but it was like I was frozen solid. I listened to the sound of dying animals, my heart breaking with each noise. The meadow was filled with a terrible stench, that of blood and sweat. I wrinkled up my nose, the only part I could move. A grunting sound came from somewhere in front of me and my eyes shot open, breaking through the barrier that kept them shut. I scanned my view, my eyes resting on a disfigured shadow. It looked toward me, its face hidden by the shadows it hid in. I tried to move, to get out of the light that was pouring on me, but I still couldn't do anything. I couldn't look away either. It took a step towards me, the light finally illuminating its face. It was the most disgusting thing I had ever seen. Its beady black eyes bore into me. Its dislocated jaw hung down on its chest. Its body was fat, wrapped in some black fabric of some sort. Both of its hands were chubby and they had long, sharp, black claws that could tear you to shreds. It took another step towards me, emitting an eerie groan. I shuddered, our gazes locked in a never-ending battle. It raised a clawed hand, bringing it down on me. A scream tore from my lips as my life drew to an end...
I shot straight up, my breathing quick and shallow. I had sweat on my forehead and I wiped it off with the back of my hand. I closed my eyes, the image of that terrible monster still in my mind. I took a shaky breath, trying to calm my heart rate down.
"Ah, you're awake."
I jumped up, screaming. A hand wrapped around my mouth from behind, the other pulling me backwards.
"Shhh. It's okay, Emika."
My eyes widened and the hands were removed. A human stepped in front of me, their face hidden by the shadows. The image of the monster flashed through my head and I opened my mouth to scream again. The person put a finger to their lips, so I kept it in. They walked away, lighting some candle-like cylinders. They turned around and I stared, dumbfounded.
Standing in front of me was a human, about six foot. He wore a head-dress and a long sleeved tunic that went to his mid-thigh. He wore long pants and his shoes were slightly curled at the toes. Everything about him was golden, literally. His eyes held a soft expression and I started to get lost in the goldenness of them. His hair was a lighter gold and it was shoulder length. He had a golden belt around his waist and had a golden sword attached to it. He radiated leadership and friendship, which instantly made me trust him.
I bursted into tears, the trauma of my nightmare hitting me full force. The golden man walked over to me, wrapping his arms around me. I buried my face in his chest, sobs violently racking my body. He hand his fingers through my hair, silent. I heard a rustling from behind him and I whimpered.
"Stephano? Who's this?"