The scene was empty, nothing was there. All there was to life was her beating heart, to which the sound was eventually fading away. It ached, and breathing was becoming harder and harder to accomplish. The scent of blood lingered in the air, with the rusting smell of iron and steel. Weapons of all kinds laid on the ground, hands gripping them, and bodies rotted away at every angle. There was no place where she could step without crushing a limb or a bone, and the disturbing sight of the corpses made her nauseous. Her vision was at its best, and her head was spinning. The blood loss was too much for her, but her body did not cooperate with her. No matter how steady she breathed, her lungs ached at every inhale. 

Dark clothes, a wind storming shotgun resting at her back, with her head covered in blood. This was the reality she was hoping she could escape from, and what was more frightening was the fact that even though her ears had gone bad, she could still hear that mortifying laugh from the pile of corpses. She was shivering from the cold air that brushed through her open hair, and her eyes were throbbing more and more by the second. Every blink felt like a sting of a thousand wasps. 

Where did things go wrong? Her mind was flooding her with questions she didn't know the answer to, and her heart was overflowing with the life that was being sucked out of her. She didn't know how she ended up here, she didn't know who she was up against. Overall, she didn't know why she felt the most undyingly urge to silence that laugh, that laugh that came from a mountain of corpses. Someone was alive, but her heart was the only one beating. She could feel the presence of another being, but they held no soul. They held no life, and they were taking away hers. 

She was tired, and she was in pain that words could never describe. Her body was tearing up, it was burning, it was twisting, and it was torturing her. It was a surprise how she could still feel it, her endurance had truly outsmarted her, but at what cost? Her last breaths were near, and upon that, with the little energy she had left, within seconds, she sprinted away, to explode in midair like a grenade, before her eyes opened up.

It was just a dream.