Dream Un: Snow
Everything was white. The ground, the sky. The air was filled with the static buzzing of wind and falling snow. No trees were visible, nor were houses or signs of civilization. It was blindingly bright, but no sun was visible in the white sky.
But even though it was snowing, the air was warm.
Puzzled, he raised his hands, only to find that his Innocence was gone. He blinked, and found that his right eye was blind.
Allen gasped, beginning to panic. Then, he began to choke.
The air was rotting. Suddenly, the air was moist with blood, and thick with the scent of dead, decaying bodies.
Allen screwed his eyes shut, then slowly opened them.
In front of him was a line of crosses, materializing one by one, from the fuzzy horizon. They seemed to go on and on into forever. On each one was a name. Blood began to bloom from under his feet, and the ground grew crimson as the blood spattered down. Ash fell from a now black sky.
Allen looked down at his hands, and found that they, too, were covered and dripping with blood. He found the crosses with his eyes, and dropped to his knees.
His friends, his partners, his employers, his enemies, even people he had never met…
He had killed them all.
"NOOO!!"