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The nightmare was simple, but complex in its own way. It started with Chloe standing in a forest. She thought the forest was familiar but she couldn’t exactly place it. Chloe heard dead leaves on the forest floor breaking coming from her left. She tried to peer through the evergreen trees, but it was too dark to see what was hiding in the shadows.
Chloe heard branches breaking behind her and when she whirled around she saw Elena looking up at her with an unusual devilish smile on her face. Then Elena’s body began to contort itself in impossible ways. While her body was being twisted into various shapes, Elena said in a cruel singsong voice, “Why didn’t you save me? You want to know a secret? You’re going to die in more pain than me. You’re going to scream and beg for mercy, but there is no mercy here because you didn’t help me.” Chloe tried to speak, but no sound came out. All she could do was stare at her sister’s body as it became crippled. She watched, silently screaming, until Elena’s neck broke. Elena crumpled to the ground at Chloe’s feet. With tears flowing down her cheeks, Chloe knelt next to her sister’s dead body and attempted to wake Elena by shaking her.
Chloe instantly regretted her decision to try to wake her sister. Elena’s eyes snapped open, her irises a blood red. Elena shoved Chloe over and she fell into a giant gaping hole. As Chloe fell into nothingness, she could hear something’s laughter echoing sinisterly throughout the hole. The closer she got to the bottom, the more pain she felt.
At the very bottom of the hole, there were at five fires arranged in a star shape. In the center of the star was Cynthia. She was holding a sharp knife and muttering a rhyme in a different language, possibly Latin. Chloe could hear Cynthia say, “Tribuo mihi a corpus somes.”Cynthia cut her palm and let the blood flow freely to the ground, not once flinching from the pain. Once Cynthia’s blood stopped flowing evenly, she slowly stopped saying the rhyme and stared up at Chloe, with a cold glint in her eye. She then stuck the knife blade up in the air and said, in the foreign language, “Take is vitualamen. Purgo meus animus per is cruor. Adficio is vita vis quod infuse is per mei.”
Chloe fell, unable to stop herself, and was stabbed in the abdomen with the knife. As Chloe’s life slipped away from her, she witnessed Cynthia become stronger and corporeal. Cynthia looked straight at Chloe and said in a happy voice, “Have fun in Hell.” Chloe woke up in her bed covered in a sheet of cool sweat and her sheets twisted around her legs. She looked at the clock and its glowing read numbers said that it was four in the morning.
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