A/N: More Creepy!Dreamness ahead. =B
Dark. A small light lingers ahead, dimly dancing through the air. A firefly, perhaps? No… not at all. The beam of a flashlight, she realized it now. Suddenly, the flashlight stopped in it's motion towards her. It turned, the beam cutting through the complete black. It fell on something- someone? She wasn't entirely sure, only that it was moving. Was that slight movement it's breath? She didn't think so, though she could not be certain. She strained to look, to see what it was, but then the beam of light shot back towards her.
It was moving much more quickly now, and the dead silence was broken by the sounds of footfalls and panting. Quieter though, there were other sounds. Was that the sound of scrabbling claws? The thought danced in her mind for a moment before it was snatched away by instinct as the beam of light passed. For a split second she could see someone running right by her. A girl, that she knew. One with long hair. What was she running from? That thing of course, you idiot! Before she could register the thought that seemed almost foreign within her head, a heavy weight hit her and sent her sprawling.
For just a moment, before the shock cleared, all she could register was the feel of the ground. Grass? She felt the side of her pinky finger and hand against something smooth and solid, her fingers instinctively reaching out towards it, clutching it. Then, the second had passed, and the thing's face was inches from hers. And still she could barely make it out. Red eyes, short and coarse black fur, broad shoulders, glistening white teeth… it pinned her down, screaming at her.
She raised the hand in which she held the thing- a rock, she could scarcely see it, only it's outline, but it felt like a rock- but couldn't bring herself to bring it down on the thing's head. It was as if her entire arm had been dipped in a bucket of ice water for an hour, she couldn't feel or do a thing. And then, the light came back, it's wielder shoving the beast off of her. It flung itself at her, the flashlight flew out of her hands and for a short moment illuminated them both.
At first, all she could comprehend was in that brief passage of time, she had seen two girls. The first, barely into her teens. She was of average height, but lanky, with defiant eyes and red hair that cascaded to her waist. The second appeared in the girl's place just a moment later, her dark, curly hair blocking her face. They both seemed painfully familiar, but she couldn't place either. And then, in that infinite second, her eyes flicked to the other participant of the brawl.
The monster was a man.