Death Dream
*LONG STORY*
I found myself laying on the floor of a small cell, on a pool of my own blood. I couldn’t move my body, it just felt like my hands, legs, were tied up with heavy chains. I lifted my head and placed my eyes over my body, which was a battlefield of scars, blood was oozing out of those wounds, my head felt stone-heavy. My body was paining like hell, it just felt like thousands of knives were brutally pierced in my body.
I laid down my head and stared at the ceiling with my body still laying like a corpse. Suddenly I heard some whispers and noises from the outside and again lifted my head, and found a Lady in Black, long, sophisticated, European outfit with a british hat which covered most of her face, so I couldn’t see her...
I found myself laying on the floor of a small cell, on a pool of my own blood. I couldn’t move my body, it just felt like my hands, legs, were tied up with heavy chains. I lifted my head and placed my eyes over my body, which was a battlefield of scars, blood was oozing out of those wounds, my head felt stone-heavy. My body was paining like hell, it just felt like thousands of knives were brutally pierced in my body.
I laid down my head and stared at the ceiling with my body still laying like a corpse. Suddenly I heard some whispers and noises from the outside and again lifted my head, and found a Lady in Black, long, sophisticated, European outfit with a british hat which covered most of her face, so I couldn’t see her...