She was running, but from what? Why was she running? How did she get here? She was running down a crooked dirt path through a dark forest. She heard footsteps getting closer to her and she turned around to see a masked figure running at her.
She quickly started running again. The footsteps stopped but she kept running. Then she felt a sharp pain in her back. She fell to her knees and turned around. The masked figure was walking towards her. The mask has a sinister smile, making her uncomfortable. The dark emotionless eyes forever in a wink.
The figure crouched to her level and tilted its head. Her vision began to go black as she heard a faint laugh.
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She woke up, gasping, sweating, and scared. That dream she had has been plaguing her for weeks. Always the same. She stared at her hands, expecting to see blood. But they were clean. She sighed and looked at the clock on her desk. The time clear in a light red.
"5:15…." The same time she woke up. She got out of bed and turned on the light, grabbing some clothes and walking to the bathroom.
She turned on the water and stepped in, not caring for the temperature. As she washed her body she went back to that dream. It was scary. But what did it mean?
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