Thump....
Thump....
It was all the girl could hear, her heart beat. It's rythme was slow and weak. Tears streamed down her eyes as she looked at the man, his eyes glew red, but they were gentle, in a strange way. She stood up and took his hand, her shirt was stained in blood. Staring into his wild eyes, he picked her up and smiled, kissing her forehead.
"Soon you will understand...." He said, and walked into the crimson forest, beautifuly ribrant in the color of red wine.
Suddenly, a brown haired girl woke up, sweating, her heart was racing.
"That dream... What is it? I don't understand..." She said, wraping her arms around her body. She didn't understand, it was a mystery, and a nightmare. She always had these violent dreams of death and sadness. But it always ended with the killer being as kind as a father to a little girl. As her pulse calmed down to a normal beat, she sighed, and strained to close her night, afraid for what the next dream will be. Where is the next day when you need it?
