I woke up in a familiar place but something about the scene didn't seem real. I was spread out in my bed. As I looked around the room, I noticed that everything seemed abnormally clean. I slowly climbed out of bed and realized I was in my white high school graduation gown, something I knew wasn't right. As I walked toward the hallway, I noticed that my footsteps weren't making any sounds. I headed down the steps and into the kitchen. The pale sunlight that shined through the blinds showed a light green dusting over every surface of the house. I bent down to get a better look at the substance on the counter. I heard the quick movement of footsteps behind me. I whipped around just in time to see a black shadow move from one side of the living room to the other. Fear took over me as I looked around for a weapon. I opened the drawers that contained the knives but they had all disappeared.
"Cora." I heard a voice say quickly from the living room.
The voice spoke my name so quickly that I wasn't sure if I was imagining things. I slowly walked towards the archway of the living room. The sunlight that was lighting up the entire house didn't shine into the far side of the living room. The darkness seemed dense, like you could reach out and touch it.
My eyes concentrated on the darkness, looking for any sign of movement.
All of a sudden a face came shooting out from the darkness. Its mouth twisted in an evil grin and its teeth shedding black liquid. It was a mega Blaster. I fell to the ground as it came bolting out of the darkness. It ran swiftly past me and began running through the house like a caged animal. I heard a rumbling. Before I knew it, an endless string of dirty Blasters came charging from the darkness. Breaking windows and lamps as they wildly ran around the house.
I crawled towards the front window that had been broken. In some miracle I was going unnoticed to the Blasters running through the house. I crawled up and out, landing on the front porch. I was about to run as fast I could when I noticed groups of people in the distance, shooting at each other. I took a quick turn, holding my gown as I ran towards the back yard. I was headed towards the woods when I saw Mia's grave. The dirt that should have been dry and compact was still soaking wet. It was spread out along the lawn. I ran towards the grave, landing on my knees when I realized that Mia was no longer in her grave. I replayed the gun shot that ended her undead life. I was sure I gave her proper mercy.
"Hello." A small voice came from behind me.
I turned quickly to see Mia, covered in the green dusting and her eyes glowing a strange hint of white.
"Mia..." I gasped.
She kept walking towards me, repeating her greeting. I kept replying but she couldn't hear me.
"Why are you ignoring me?" She screamed. The voice was no longer hers. "You were supposed to come with me. That was your plan wasn't it? You were supposed to follow me." Mia continued to scream.
I continued to back away as the Blasters made their way outside. All I could hear was Mia screaming, the grunting of all the Blasters running wildly through the yard and the gun shots raining in the distance.
"Do it. You have to do it. You promised." Mia begged as her fingers contoured in a strange way.
Finally, there was a gun shot that was so loud that it had to be close. I blinked and everything changed. I was the one holding the gun, the gun-smoke rising towards the sky. The Blasters had disappeared and the shootout had ceased. In front of me wasn't a green Mia but the baby sister I knew my entire life. Her lifeless body lying on the ground with a single gun wound to her head. The grass was freshly cut and the birds flew in the summer sun.
"What in God's name have you done?!" My Uncle ran out from the house as I noticed a few other people coming out from their own homes. Their hands covering their mouths in shock.
My Uncle ran to Mia's side, holding on to her small body as he let out a cry of desperation.
I stood up and looked around at the crowd gathering around the scene. I suddenly heard police sirens in the distance.
The gun was no longer in my hand but instead a red button appeared in my palm. I quickly pressed it, wanting nothing more than to leave the current situation.
The sky went dark, the people disappeared and my white graduation gown was now covered in blood. There was a knife in my left hand and a stab wound in my abdomen.
"Cora! Hey!" I felt hands trying to shake me awake.
I sat up with a start and immediately pushed myself away from the person in front of me. 10K kneeled with wide eyes. My breathing was rapid and I felt like I was on a verge of a panic attack.
"Is she okay?" Doc asked 10K as I noticed the group now closing in on me.
"You were really flipping out..." Addy trailed off.
"Just give me space." I managed to choke out. I pulled myself to my feet and walked off a few yards. It was now daytime and I knew we had to get going. I rested my hands on my knees, focusing on my breathing and pushing the dream from my mind. I glanced over at 10K who was still watching me as he packed up his things.
I was supposed to follow. I thought to myself, looking for the significance in what I just experienced.