Chapter 2: The vision
Uh! Who is that girl? Why is she strapped to that chair? And what's with the scratches and scars.
Someone turn on a light! Why is she screaming?!?!
Whats going on? WHO'S IN THIS ROOM?
Where am I? Who am I? What am I?
Take a breath....
This has got to be a dream. No not a dream, A nightmare. The screams are intense and the noise level. Is that my scream? Am I still asleep but awake? Am I still dead? Is that my body being whipped and burned? So I am dead.... Is what i'm actually going through right now? Is this the world I'll live in?
A school shooter taking my body.... Burning is and savoring it. My pain is his meal.... I can hear it all.... My dead body screaming, the whip, and the fire. Even my soul is burning.
My soul feels it all. The pain, the heat, and my screams.
I finally see everything only for a second.
I wake up in a black dress. Finding myself on stage. No one is in the crowd or on stage.
I walk around the stage and see my case. That was the thing I had in my hand before I died.
A little girl comes out of nowhere and I wake up....
Am I still dead or alive?.....
