I'm in a field, looking around I can see my sister and uncle carrying fire wood. I'm sitting on a rock with a gun on my lap. I have no idea why, I've never even held a gun. I see my uncle's two sons but that's it. I thought there were twelve of us, now there's only five? My sister, Maggie, comes to sit by me, she's a few years younger than me but feels the need to keep an eye on me. She's saying something to me, but it's a bit jumbled. She seems very distressed and my uncle comes to put his hand on her shoulder for some comfort. She bursts into silent tears. I can tell that I'm missing something between my last dream and this one.
Maggie's silent crying is interrupted by a distinct sound of moaning. We look up to see a crowd of slow moving people making their way towards us. Without a second thought I grab my sister's arm and help her up, we grab our gear and run. My uncle takes the lead and makes sure Maggie's right next to her the whole time. I turn to fire a couple rounds. Why am I shooting these people?
I keep running trying to keep my pace with everyone, my cousins shoot a couple rounds as well, we can see a few people fall to the ground behind us, and as I turn back around I notice one of the men I shot has gotten right back up. My eyes are filled with fear and I try to run faster.
I'm thinking we're completely in the clear when I see Maggie trip on the ground. Coming to a halt I run to pick her back up. She squeals as I notice her leg is hurting, she must have twisted it. "Uncle Jack! Take her!" My family comes to her aid and I look back to see the crowd closing in. "Take her! I'll keep them away." My uncle nods and does what I say. My sister screams and tells my uncle to go back. A tear rolls down my face as I pick up my gun and face the inevitable.
My eyes flutter as I am once again in the hospital.