When everyone got caught up with my vision and everything, I was exhausted. When Nick checked the time it was like 9:00 P.M. We all went to bed. Once they were all gone I stared at the ceiling. When I finally closed my eyes I was immediately sucked into another vision. I saw the same girl as last time, about the same period of time, but definitely a different world. We were in a hallway, guards almost forcing the girl down the hallway to a big set of doors.she pleaded and begged all the way. I snickered, I knew this trick whoever was behind those doors was in for a surprise. The guards forced her threw the doors and locked the doors behind her. When I turned around my mouth fell to the floor. Zane was sitting there, in a throne,looking down at us, with that terrible smirk of his. Well now this could go both ways, Zane could win this and the world would be an even not nicer world, or the girl could win and she would the prophicized savior, or she could teleport away and try again later. Zane started to stand up, and the girl finally turned around a smirk on her face. "So, you've finally decided to boy up and fight me,huh"she teased raising her eyebrows,"Also were are your friends?" "Out,"Zane responded, short and simple, " Not for long, but you won't last long enough to be a bother to them." "You are trying, but failing at being serious right now," she laughed. She cleared her throught and said," Ok let's do this Zane, I know what you want. If you want it you have to get it." Then frost surrounded us and I was sucked from one vision to another each worse or better than the last one. In most the girl had different powers. By the end I was crying having seen this poor child die over and over, or watch her father get shot, or consumed by darkness. It was horrible. Then everything slowed down, the visioned stopped on one. The girl was accompinied by many strange people, things. Monsters, the word crossed my mind. There were many legends about them, I believed everyone of them. then a mystic rang over my head,
"When death turns to light, light will fall
When death dies, light will fall again
When the stars a line, the savior will rise"
I awake with a start, a scream, and a need for paper and a pen.
