"JUMP MEG! JUMP!"

Everything was pitch black. She couldn't breath well, she couldn't move. It felt cold... so cold. Meg tried to speak but no words came out, she couldn't open her eyes. She could hear voices in distance, almost like a melody playing but she was too scared to open her eyes, it was probably Kate singing in the distance, maybe she was back at the campfire. Meg kept her eyes close and tried to calm herself down, she lost another trial. Although that trial ended a lot more different than any other trial.

Meg barely remembered the trial. She was with David, Dwight and Claudette. David had opened the Gates, an injured Claudette was helping Dwight stand while they waited for the gates to open, they knew the other survivors would be at the other side waiting for them, ready to mend their injuries. Soon as the gates opened Jake was out there with Bill, waiting to help Claudette and Dwight... but the heartbeat of the killer alerted them. David grabbed Meg's and Claudette's hand, The Wraith had found them.

That's when the trial took a very odd turn. The ground in front of them started to give in, creating a pitch black fall. The Wraith stopped right behind them, staring at the ground that had just disappeared right in front of them, even for The Wraith... this was new. Bill and Jake stood at the other side of the hole, astonished at what had just happened. Was the Entity trying to keep them in the trial? The Wraith wasn't moving, nobody moved. The hole started to get wider. David shouted at them to jump, to make it to the campfire. Dwight and Claudette were injured, there was no way for them to make it to the other side. Meg decided to go first, she looked back at The Wraith that was retreating back, leaving the survivors. The redheaded decides to make the jump, she ran as fast as she could. She needed to make it to the other side.

"MEG JUMP! GO!"

Meg kept her eyes close, that trial was simple - The Wraith was simple. Why did it suddenly ended like that? Perhabs The Entity was trying something new. Playing with them, playing with their emotions. Making them feel like they won the trial just to then humiliate them with a fall. Wouldn't be the firs time The Entity played with them like that. Once it created some sort of Endgame, giving the survivor 2 minutes to escape before they get impale with it's sharp claws. The Entity has also given them dreams of them waking up back at home, giving the survivors hope.

"The emotions that I'm harboring 'bout to drive me insane"

Those lyrics... she remembered those lyrics. That song. She always listened to that song whenever anything in her life started to go right. Like the day she got taken. Meg was listening to that song when she went for a run in the woods. It was a beautiful warm day in middle of summer. Her mother had fallen very ill, she needed help, she needed her. It took months of treatment, months of sacrifice for Meg. She gave up college, gave up her dreams to help her mother. The day The Entity took her, her mother was given the news that she was recovering, that her disease was being controlled, that she was going to go back to a normal life. Which also meant that Meg was going to be able to pursue her dreams once again. She was full of hope, full of happiness. She was looking forward a brighter future, with a healthy mother and good life.

"Man, they can't do anything that you're about to"

There was something about that song that sounded...too close. Too real. With closed eyes Meg felt weird, there was something weird about this campfire. It wasn't warm, it was cold. Too cold. Meg took a deep breath and slowly opened her eyes. She stared at the sky, there was something different. Meg closed her eyes once again and slowly sat up. This was another one of those dreams. Those illusions of freedom. She opened her eyes again, she was right. She found herself back in the place she was taken, although this time it was different, it wasn't as beautiful and warm as she remembers it, it was night time and there was snow everywhere. Like months has passed since the day she was taken. She saw her phone and headphones in the ground next to her, music still playing from the time she got taken. Same song she kept hearing during her fall, the song she was listening when she got taken.

"Let get this over with" She said to herself. The girl stood up and left her phone in the snow. This was just another dream, she didn't needed it. Most of her freedom dreams were the same, she would run back home in hopes that she wasn't actually dreaming, only to open the door and find herself back at the campfire. They were always short dreams, meaningless dreams. She decided to run back home, maybe the quicker she'd get there, the fastest she could feel the heat of the campfire once again, she was't a fan of the cold, she hated it. She wanted to wake up.

Meg made it to her small neighborhood, it was so different covered in snow, the Christmas lights illuminate the street of her little neighborhood. Everything looked so peaceful, there was nobody outside but there was something about this place that made her feel safe. The Entity was really putting a lot of effort in this dream, it almost felt so real. Meg ran past the familiar houses until she made it to hers. The only house without Christmas lights. The only house that had a sad feeling around it. She ignored that pressure her chest, this was just another dream, another torture. It wasn't real.

The young woman stood in front of her door. Like every other dream she would easily open the door and she'd wake up at the campfire. It was always the same. This time the door was locked. Meg was taken by surprise. The door was never locked during her dreams. Why now? Why was The Entity doing this to her? Why torturing them at the trials wasn't enough for it?

"Maybe if I knock the door? Ring the bell?"

Meg knocked on the door a couple of times but received no response. She try to look through the windows but the inside of the house was dark. She knocked harder on the door, it was getting ridiculous how much the Entity was dragging this dream. After a couple louder knocks, in front of the porch turned on. Meg expected the Door to be opened by a killer, ready to strike her down and wake up by the campfire, but when the door opened she was welcomes with a sight she has never seen in any of her dreams.

The Entity has gone too far.

Her mother stood in front of her, her light auburn hair was messed up from her bed and she looked like she had seen a ghost. Meg looked away, this was too much. What did she do wrong? Why was The Entity punishing with a dream about her mother. It wasn't fair. It was too much. But all of those thoughts, all of that pain was washed away when her mother jumped into her arms crying. What was happening?

"Meg"

Meg was paralyzed. There was a battle inside her mind, inside her heart. Everything felt so real but she knew damn well that The Entity knew how to make things real. It had tricked her over and over with these dreams.

"I never gave up on you. I knew you'd come back" Her mother sobbed in her arms. Meg had yet to move, she wasn't even returning the embrace.

"Mom?"

Hi!

First story!
English isn't my first language, so please if you see something wrong...HELP ME!