Cindy was in a dream. Her dream was vivid as if she was experiencing it in real life. In the dream, several people were ganging up on her. She was standing at the centre while they were coming towards her in all directions.
Their faces were covered in dark mist and their voices echoed menacingly in Cindy's ears. She felt a surge of fear coursing through her veins as she tried to back away, but no matter which direction she turned, the figures seemed to close in on her relentlessly.
The dark mist enveloped them, obscuring their features and casting an eerie shadow over the scene. Cindy could feel her heart pounding in her chest, her breath coming in short, panicked gasps as she struggled to break free from the suffocating grip of the dream.
Desperate for escape, Cindy called out for help, her voice echoing in the void of the dream world. But there was no one to answer her cries, no one to offer solace or sanctuary from the nightmare unfolding around her.
