His angelic face was agonized with fear as he tossed and turned in his sheets. Sweat formed on his brow, he groaned as his dreams were were plagued by wicked nightmares. In his dream world, he woke and the sky was lit with a crimson glow and dark clouds formed everywhere, fire was set to everything and there wasn't a soul in sight. He ran around his hometown still in his pajamas, he cried out to anyone who would hear him. But know one answered. He feared he as all alone in a world where everything he held dear would be scorched by the raging flames so he continued to call out for his loved ones. Soon after his call was answered by an animalistic roars and shrieks followed by the pounding of the ground. Something huge was coming toward him he thought, he began to ran the other way. Running was pointless for the beasts were gaining on him. He couldn't help but to look behind him and found six enormous black shadows with fiery breathes and piercing yellow eyes. Fear driven him to run faster- as fast as he could. Sadly, his effort to escape was in vain, with every step that he took his legs grow heavy and he became slower. One of the monsters sung a huge claw and swept his legs out from under him he landed flat on his face. Weak and wounded, he knew he couldn't fight off the shadowy demons who enjoyed his suffering. He began to say his last prayers and beasts howled in laughter. When finished with his prayers, he rose to face the creatures. One monster moved in for the kill, its wide jaw revealed many fangs poised to shred. But a white hot flash of light blasted in front of him and the last thing he heard was the screeching of the beasts. When he rose again, the red sky was replaced by grey clouds that rained heavily on his burned home. The screaming disappeared and there was nothing but the drumming of the rain, and the creatures were amiss. In their place was a young girl. She was petite with black hair, fair skin and most beautiful blue eyes he ever saw. She was dressed like a princess of a fairytale, and she giggled at his pajamas with cute monkeys on them. He blushed and smiled sheepishly. But the smiled quickly faded when the girl revealed fangs and a knife in her hand, then she charged at him.
He woke to his own scream, he found himself sitting on his bed. Everything was okay, nothing was on fire and no beasts of darkness. There was a knock at the door and his roommate came in.
"Dennis, are you alright?" Michael asked, standing at the doorway. Worry was written plainly on his face.
"Yeah, it was just a dream," Dennis mumbled to his friend as he threw himself back. "Just a dream." Saying it more to himself that time.
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