He panted as he got up from his dream/nightmare that felt more real than anything. He had been having the same dream/nightmare for over a week. He tried to remember all the details, but the thought of it made a shiver go down his spine.
He had dreamt that he was alone in a room that smelled like blood. There was nothing in the room. It was completly empty, then he notices somebody on the ground out of the corner of his eye. It's his best friend, Hige and he's covered in blood. After he notices other people on the ground. The people are his friends, Tsume, Toboe, Blue, Leara, and Selene(OC).They are all covered in blood. Then he looks down and at his feet lays a puddle of blood. The blood is from his chest and stomache. Then he lookes down at his hand. In his hand there is a cold, steel knife. And at the end of the blade there is something red. Dripping. He starts getting dizzy from the smell of the blood in the room along with the fact that he killed his friends and nearly himself. 'Why?' he wonders. Then he ends up in an alleyway and it's raining, but the scent of blood is still in the air, clinging to his nose. Then he starts running. He doesn't know why though. It feels like something or someone is calling out to him. He just keeps on running and running until he's so exahsted from running and the smell of blood he collapses. He collapses, but not on the ground. The fall seems like an eternity, but he hits the ground ending up in a black room. He can see nothing, yet someone is calling out to him. The voice seems so soft and compforting calling out his name...Kiibaaa...Kiibaaa. Then it stops and he feels the room spinning and spinning making him uneasy. The room keeps on spinning until he vomits. The taste of his own vomit makes him vomit more. After he stops throwing up he is in the white room once again so he can now see... See that his vomit is a massive pool of blood. On the walls are bloody handprints of different sizes. The handprints are all smudged. Then his bloody vomit starts filling up the white room. (a/n: EWW) Right when the blood reaches his knees it turns into water. It keeps on filling up and there is no way out. Then it fills up the whole room. He's under the water struggling while the voice starts calling out to him again. Then he stops struggling. His body starts drifting to the floor, until he hits the ground. He can breathe. He gets up from the ground and see's a white light and starts running to that soft voice. He is almost there until something hits him in the chest. A bullet. He is still alive, but he can barley see and breathe. Then he see's another bullet coming at him, but right before it hits his heart he hears the voice calling out his name once more and he wakes up. He always wakes up on that part of that dream/nightmare.
He shuddered at the dream/nightmare and looked at the time. It was 7:30. He was going to be late so he got up and took a quick shower, put on some boxers, pants that were torn at the bottom a little, a long-sleeved, white shirt, a brown jacket, and his converse. After he brushed his hair he started brushing his teeth. While he was brushing his teeth he tasted something in his mouth. Kiba spat it out and noticed that it was red. Red...like blood.