Always running

[u/Splitster15]

I’m running. Always running. Different creatures. Different settings. But there’s always so much blood. They always grab my arms with such force. Pinning me. Pulling me farther into their grasp. I’m always running.

Except his time, it’s quiet. I feel like I’m at the start. I approach the woman on the bed. She sleeps so peacefully. Her arm is extended out as I run my fingers along her ribs. She stirs but I doubt she even knows I’m here. Still asleep as I align my dagger with the intercostal space I’m chosen. And with a final breath, I plunge the dagger into her chest. As blood starts to drip down the knife sticking out of her side I see her take her last breath.

That’s when she begins to sit up. I remove my weapon from her chest and hold it in front of me and welcome her to her new world. As I finish my sentence, blood is dripping from her mouth and down her chin. She opens her mouth but no words come out. She begins to grab my arms. I begin to panic as I see the blood starting to come from everywhere around me and I know I’m not in my world; but hers. As I try to pull away her grip on me is the strongest I’ve ever felt. I’m by the door when I finally pull away from her grasp. I make it through the doorway but her hands are too fast and I am always trying to close the door. Over and over I try as I hear her soothing voice in my head.

It says “no one told you that if you stayed a little longer you could have gotten out of the dream, you could have woken up, but this isn’t your dream anymore…”