There were some noises as she just sat there, waiting for this dream to end. Movement, obviously by some other people wakening. She didn't care. There was no way she was interacting with the phantoms of her mind. Someone started cursing, and it made her jump when the loud smack of fist hitting window sounded out. Curling up, she squeezed her eyes further shut.
It's just a dream, it's just.... just a dream. Don't worry, it'll all... all be over soon. The pounding in her head sounded like a huge bass drum in her ears and felt like an elephant was sitting on her skull. This was the most realistic dream she had ever seen. What plagued her mind was not that it was a dream- she had figred that much out already.
Who am I? Where could this possibly be? And, why am I dreaming about a place I've obviously never been to? could this be some weird place she had visited as a child, but didn't remember regrardless? Or perhaps she had been here, and it had changed dramatically. In any case it wasn't a friendly place.
She jumped as someone tapped her on the shoulder. Are you alright? she heard a female voice speak to her. Jerking her gaze up, she automatically opened her teary eyes to see a dark-haired woman looking at her. The other seemed to be just as worn out and as much in pain as she was. Could this be for real? Was it not a dream?
The girl couldn't help herself. Blinking back the tears in her eyes, she spoke as loudly as her screaming head would allow her, which was, in reality, not very loud at all. "Of course I'm not all right! Do you realize what... what situation we're in? There's a .... a dead girl over there and... and... we could... we could be next!" Forced to bite her lip to keep from crying, she turned her face away from the woman, down into her knees. This was all too much. This dream needed to end. now.