She kept shaking her head profusely, her pillow was now wet with sweats and her hair slicked down her face as she kept moving in her sleep, she was having another dream but this time it was more disturbing.
They are all dressed in historical attires…. she just kept running and running but it seemed like there was no end to the path she was running on, they kept on shouting and calling her a monster but all se did was just continued running without stopping.
They were about twenty people pursuing her and each of them were holding a sword in their hand, except one person who was wearing a mask with a bow in his hands... her breathing started becoming unstable but she couldn't stop but now she had nowhere else to run to….
She was already standing at the edge of a cliff, she looked down the cliff and realized that there was no way of escape for her anymore, the people who were pursuing her had already caught up with her….
