I sipped on my tea, shuddering as the warm drink trickled down my throat. I glanced back at what I was reading. '...And then she turned around, and there it was, the Hash Sli-' The entire room quaked. I shriked, dropping my book as my hot tea spilled in my lap. I tried to stand up, but the floor kept moving and shaking and waving under my feet, causing me to tumble to the floor.

I heard someone else nearby screeching. Then as suddenly as it started, it stopped. I panted for a moment, regaining my breath, then I stumbled to my feet and to the window. I just stared at the blinding pillar of light in the distance, a stark contrast to the fading light in the evening sky. Then it expanded, miles and miles a second. My eyes widened as I jumped back from the window, dashing for my-The window shattered in. I felt a million little needles shredding through all the skin on my legs, arms and back as I was thrown above my bed into the wall.

I covered my face, huddling into the fetal position. The wind burned like fire, pebbles and bits of debris shotgunned against my arm hiding my face. Then the winds died and the heat dissipated and I slid the last inch down the wall, touching on my tattered mattress and quilts. I panted, shuddering and sobbing from pain and fear. I dared not move my arms. "Sunset?!" I heard a voice call, and footsteps pounding through my home.

I flinched, hugging myself almost tighter. Then I peaked through my arms into the serene around me. The world had all but paused in it's destruction. My body moves on it's own accord, the footsteps pounding from room to room downstairs. I crawl at snails pace across my floored bed, tumbling the less than half a foot distance from the mattress to the glass covered floor when one of my arms failed to old me.

I screeched as more glass dug it's way into my arms but I only sped up dragging myself to my bare feet, panting and tears streaming I stepped horrendously slow towards the hole in my wall where the window was, now a gaping maw, the wood and glass like jagged teeth. I grip my limp arm to my side as I stare at the spiraling blue spire reaching into the heavens, as though to drag the stars and sky into it's swirling whirlpool like topping.

"Sunset!" I heard a girl call from so very far away. Lightning streaked out from the spiral, striking through mountains, each destroying another chunk of my new home. A hand clamped onto my limp arm's shoulder and I screeched, yanking back and falling back into a small area of surviving wall . I was panicking, I couldn't even comprehend her face, it was just a blur of unnamed colors. I flung my one arm at her, trying to get away for some reason I didn't remember, not even then.

...Then she grabbed my face and pointed it at her; forced it to hers. I nearly growled to get away, then I just stared. Her face still unnamed, her colors still drawing a blank. But I recognized her, I trusted her. She stayed there. We both did, staring at each other. Red. I saw a color sliding down her face, it was red. As I remembered more and more about her, she withered away in front of me. Each detail about her I remembered, it then died on her.

Then I remembered her name, and her face whilted, fluttering away in the breeze. I reached out, but she seemed infinitely out of reach. I tried to scream, tried to call her name. My voice died as I remembered it. The skin fell from her face and her skull grinned at me, with glowing red eyes.

"TWILIGHT!" I tumble from my bed, in a panic. I can't breath, I can only stumble to my feet and feel around for the light. A hotel room. I breath for a moment, looking around before running to the window and nearly pulled the curtains from the wall as I yank them open. Miles and miles away, I see the spire. My nightmare come to life.

Or my life came to my nightmares.