I slowly woke up to the wind pushing my hair into my face, it felt peaceful unlike the last time I woke up.
I propped myself up and got a good look at my surroundings. It seemed like I was in my room with a window open. I started to panic remembering all the things that had happened before this. I picked up my clock and it read " 3:26 AM 6/4/19" The day this whole mess started but around five hours before I had woken up.
I started to wonder if it was all a lucid dream. I then heard my mother screaming "RUN!! "Then it all went silent. I jumped up heading toward where the sound came from. Then I abruptly stopped. Realizing what may happen, I stepped closer toward the door to snatch the keys and run away once again. The only words I could use to describe what I felt right now were "déjà vu" This time I decided it was all probably a dream so why not try and be the good guy this time. I darted to my parents' bedroom hoping at least one of them survived.