Dreams are so wierd now a days, dont you think so? the other day i had a terrible dream. My friends and i were apparently some of the last survivors after the world was Purged of all the evil (Post Armagedden) and i was stationed to protect one of my dearest friends Sam.
The cool night air whipped across my face as i stood at the edge of the street corner. Gazing across what used to be called my home. The end of all days has finally come. Only those of us not accepted into heaven remain here on this piece of muck planet. Entire nations, countries destroyed....over night. Screams of terror filled the air. The night before the fiery horse set ablaze the skies. ripping the clouds and Showing the people of earth, Heavens true light. That's all but a memory now. As i walked across the ruins with Sam. we came to realize that the street lights up ahead were all but lit. We walked catiously for a while. not sure if the Akuma were out tonight or not. The water had risen up to our thighs. Sam jumped on my back and i carried her through the worst of it. We walked up furthe making sure not to breathe out of the ordinary in fear of the beasts that will take notice. I looked around at the already devoured humans. Their eyes still pain-stricken through their antagonizing deaths. No man was safe, it was only a matter of time before i too died....Sam and i satyed close to one another walking along what ud=sed to be a side walk. until we say a figure of a man in the shadows. The once dark and gloomy street became luminated by one ominous street light. The light hung directly over the strange figure. I couldnt make out his features. but he was wearing a Trench Coat and a Cowboy hat. He Chuckeled at our breathing as we soon realized that we had walked right into his trap. I pushed Sam behind me and told her to run, but it was all for naught. Before i could even get the words out i felt a strange pain around my neck. I looked around and noticed that i was on the ground. Sam was screaming, i could hear her. I had to get up and help her. As soon as i picked myself up, the Gloomy figure stood before me. I saw his face for the first time. His Grin was as wide as a childs on christmas day. and his eyes were as red as Heated Charcoal. He chuckeled again. and the next thing i knew he was gone. They were gone....He got Sam. i shriveled up in the water, and cried.
I woke up soon after this, but the thought of me losing Sam....
