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I'm walking through the snow looking at myself. Not down at me but from another's eyes.
I see myself look out into the distence. About 10 yards away is Tramy. Covered in red blood, curled in a ball on the ground. Blood is slowly seeping into the snow. Turning the ground around him red. All of a sudden I shiny silver wip comes out of nowhere and strikes him. Another gash opens on his forearm. The wip disappears. I run towards him and fall to the ground on my knees trying to help.
I roll my long sleeves up to my elbows, exposing my forearm to the blistering cold. Luckly I can't feel it
"Tramy! Tramy are you okay?" I say trying to yell over the wind.
No response. My heart starts raceing. I'm suddenly hot. And for me that means burning. At the temperature of lava.
All I can think is that he is dead, and it's my fault. I got Mare involved. I came here with out much warning. I put Tramy in danger.
I sit up quickly in bed and I'm surrounded by darkness. Beads of sweat falling all over my body. I realize it was a dream. The same one I've had over and over.
After a few seconds I hear Mare.
"Are you okay?" she asks sleepily. Shes probably half asleep still.
She places he hand in my bare lower back but quickly pulls away.
I turn to her. She is now fully awake. Looking at her hand.
I burned her.
I actually burned her.
"Oh my god, mare are you okay?" I see shock in her eyes. I leen and turn on the lamp next to me. And once I see it I will never unsee it.
I hurt her. Her hand is red and already swollen with blisters all over her plam. A couple are bleeding. A tear escapes her eyes.
"I'm so sorry mare." She nods. I get up and run to the bathroom.
Once I'm back with a wet cloth she has more tears running down her face. "I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to."
"It's... okay." She says. "You didn't mean to." She try's to smile but winces when I place the cloth on her palm.
"We should take you to Sara."
"Yeah." She responds.