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Dream hunter.

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Chapter 1 - Dear diary I

「Don't be afraid.」

The malicious voice with that scary way of saying... how shouldn't I be scared!?

I was running as if my life depended on it. To where!? I don't know. I was just running somewhere.

The smell of burnt meat and screams were coming from everywhere. I was starting to have a hard time breathing. The smoke had made the whole area into a pitch black scene, and the shadow of people with burning bodies could be spotted.

Where should I run to!? Is there anywhere to run away? Of course, I knew there wasn't! But that didn't mean I'd give up and let them catch me!

Tears were coming down on my cheeks. I wanted to shout, I wanted to cry and shout for help, but, is there anyone to save me?

I helplessly tripped on a little stone and fell down. My face became bloody, and the burnt flesh sticks to my face and hair. I was about to vomit, but control it and immediately stand up. I couldn't waste my time, if that thing caught me...

A sticky hand touched my shoulder. Every cell in my body starts to ring as if they were warning me to run away, as if to tell me it's dangerous...

「Where are you running away?」

I got goosebumps just by hearing it breathing around me, and now it was talking to me as if it was a normal human being!

「Come with me.」

Please!

It grabbed my hand.

Please!

I screamed my lungs out.

I beg!

- someone! Please, someone! Isn't anyone here to save me!?

I was crying as hard as I could. There wasn't any way for me to survive this. I was defenselessly resisting that thing taking me to where the human burning ceremony was! I kept crying and begging, waiting for a miracle to happen.

A miracle...

A miracle...

A miracle...

A miracle a miracle a miracle a miracle a miracle a miracle a miracle a...

Something flew to that thing's head and tore its brain. I shockingly looked at a red scissor piercing into its head. What the actual f*ck!? Am I dreaming!?

Something grabbed me by my collar and threw me back.

"Run!"

It was a girl shouting at me. Her short brown hair was dancing in the air as she turned around to see that thing.

She grabbed her scissor and tore its body from the pierced head down to its toe. She looked back with an angry expression.

"I said run!" She shout.

I flinched a little and started running immediately. She was fighting with those things with just a handy little red scissor, and she didn't seem scared at all! Is she brave or stupid!? I don't know.

I was running desperately just as she said. After some time running, I felt my feet is touching air. I looked down and narrowed my eyes to see through the smoke, just to find out I'm falling down! I screamed as hard as I could and tried to find something to grab.

I heard that girl's shout one more time.

"Wake up."

I closed my eyes after seeing how close I am to the ground.

***

I flinched a little as I opened my eyes. The ray of light coming from my window was showing that it was morning. I grabbed my phone and touched the screen. The time showing on the screen was telling me it was 6:30.

I looked at the wall dazzlingly as the world was spinning around in my vision.

I growled.

- girl.

I grabbed my hurting head in my hands.

- this is 62nd time saving her from that walking burnt human meats! What the f*ck is wrong with her!

I took out my scissors from my hoodie's pocket and looked at the sticky body of it.

Dreams used to be fun before! but now, I'm just going around saving people in my dreams.

I let a sigh out and hugged my blanket. The silence in home shows that my parents are still sleeping, which means I still have time to sleep.

- I hope I don't need to save anyone in my sleep for at least 2 hours! My mind seriously is tired, and I need to rest.

I closed my eyes miserably. I need to sleep. My body needs sleep. My mind needs to sleep. My soul needs to sleep. Sleep, sleep, sleep...

Nope, this Instagram shit posts really doesn't work.

Meditation!? Doesn't work.

Counting sheep!? Doesn't work.

I let a harsh sigh out.

- what the f*ck should I do?

My siblings were sleeping peacefully. I fought the urge to wake them up and ruin their dream. My eyes met with my diary winking to me from my school bag. I took it out and decided to read it. Probably reading some of my totally boring life would knock me off.

One of my not totally recent writing caught my eyes.

"Dear diary

Last night, everything was very scary. I had this very weird dream (or should I call it nightmare!?). There was a jinn in my dream. It said that I possessed something, and it'll give me that something to me. I couldn't exactly hear what it said. It's kinda like it get censored for me!? But I'm kinda curious about what it said."

Now, if I remember correctly, that night, I had a fever or something like that. I could feel the warmth of my blanket, but I was shivering in cold. And the coldness was coming from my body. I was shivering so hard that my sister woke up and started screaming, calling my parents.

I let another harsh sigh out and throw myself on my blanket. The pain on my back reminded me that for some reason, my bed broke, and I'm sleeping on the ground for now.

I opened my phone with a bitter face and started reading the new novel I have started. I love scary novels mostly, but this one is more of an Apocalypse story than scary.

I couldn't resist my tired eyes closing. I just lay down and let the world of dreams hug me.