“Oh, this dream; I almost forgot about this one.” Rosa thought as she stood underneath the red sky.
There was no sign of the shadow in the dream. The red sky made everything shaded red around her. In the past, this would make her fear, but now this was just another episode of her. She sighed and scratched the back of her neck as her consciousness made her realize this was a dream.
She had seen this one before, “Now, where is it? They should start coming any moment now.”
She cracked her limbs, getting ready to run. As soon as she thought about it, the roar of soldiers appeared on her right side. Her head snapped in that direction—a horde of dead soldiers dragging their feet, trying to reach her.
“Oh hmm, where are the black hands?” She tilted her head, looking at the ground.
Similarly, the hands appeared. They pulled their bodies out of the earth and latched their hand on her legs.