Anna slept beside her beloved fiancé, Kristoff. Despite the mountain man's snoring, the princess never had problems falling asleep next to him.
She lay on her stomach, her eyes closed and mouth open. A bit of drool leaked from her mouth and onto the pillow, as the sound of her quiet snores were drowned out by Kristoff's.
Suddenly, Anna felt a sensation within her, as though she were floating. She thought of herself levitating up, out of the large bed, and towards the ceiling. Then, she imagined she passed right through it, phasing through the roof of the castle and out into the night sky.
It was then that the dream turned to a nightmare.
Anna opened her eyes. Her surroundings had changed instantly, from her tranquil royal bedroom to something else entirely.
The room she was now in was entirely white; white floor, white walls, white ceiling. She sat in some kind of a chair, also white, looking up at about a 45-degree angle.
Anna realized something else was wrong; she couldn't move any part of her body at all. She couldn't speak, or swallow, or even blink. All she could do was stare ahead at the blinding whiteness.
In her peripheral vision, Anna saw something strange, something terrifying.
There were six beings who had suddenly appeared in the room with her. Out of the corner of her eye, Anna saw one of them begin to move closer to where she was. The thing had a disturbing movement to it; it walked elegantly, yet awkwardly at the same time. It was unlike anything she had seen before.
As the being came into her full line of vision, she got a good look at it.
The creature was humanoid, thin, around four feet tall, with smooth, grey skin. Including the thumbs, it had four fingers on each hand, and its limbs were thin and spindly. The thing had no hair anywhere on its body; it didn't have genitalia of any kind, either.
Looking at its head, Anna could see that it appeared too large for the rest of its body. There were no ears to speak of, with only two small holes functioning as nostrils and a thin slit serving as its mouth.
However, the entity's most disturbing feature, by far, was its eyes. They were large, almond-shaped, and completely black. They were devoid of any sort of empathy or warmth.
Anna lay there, still paralyzed, as the thing touched her face with its right hand, its long, thin fingers resting softly on her cheek; they felt cold. It moved its head closer to her face and looked at her with those horrible eyes.
As its eyes peered into Anna's own, she began to feel a wave of different emotions move through her; anger, hatred, joy, curiosity, pity, love, confusion, fear. She felt every emotion come and go within seconds of each other, as though they were being sorted through and categorized.
The entity continued to stare as Anna began to recall memories in her head; a memory of her as a newborn infant, looking up at the faces of her Mama and Papa; a memory of dancing alone in the castle halls, singing to herself; a memory of looking down at the ground, standing beside the gravestones of her parents.
Another memory came into her head, the night where she and Elsa built a snowman together, and the same night where their relationship changed forever.
Anna felt discomfort over what this thing was doing to her. It was bringing up her most nostalgic, pained memories, ones that it had no right to dredge up. She hated the creature. She wanted to strike it, gouge at those unfeeling eyes that would not stop looking at her.
When Anna felt like she couldn't take it anymore, it finally removed its hand from her face and stepped back. However, it still did not take its eyes off her. Instead, the other five creatures, who had been standing at the side of the room all this time, moved forward to stare at Anna as well.
The six of them were all identical in appearance, right down to the eyes.
Steel restraints sprang up from the sides of the chair, closing around Anna's arms and legs and binding them. Then, eight spidery, metal instruments slowly folded out from underneath the chair to hang over Anna. Each instrument had a bladed, sharp end to it, as though it was some kind of device made for surgery.
It sprang to life, loudly whirring. The creatures looked on, indifferent, as the spindly metal arms moved downwards, closer to Anna.
Her eyes widened, and she realized that she now had some control over her face. It didn't do her any good though, as she still couldn't move her body; even if she was able to, it wouldn't matter due to the restraints that held her down.
The devices moved over her chest, and as they were about to cut into her flesh, Anna screamed.
"Anna! Anna!"
Kristoff bent over his fiancée, grabbing her by the shoulders and shaking her. She was screaming and thrashing about in her sleep.
"Anna! WAKE UP!"
She suddenly stopped, and her eyes shot open.
Anna sat up a bit and looked around at her familiar bedroom, then over at the man she was engaged to.
"...Kristoff?"
She looked at him for a few seconds more, then fell into his arms. As Kristoff held her, she began to sob, loudly and uncontrollably, into his chest.