Changing the glade

one

I squinted my eyes, but the sudden bright light made me shield myself in fear, afraid of what was happening next. I wanted to scream as soon as i heard something drop in beside me, but i held it in. And then it hit me, there was someone there.
I was too terrified to move, my eyes sealed shut, with still not an inch of my body moving. I didn't know what to do, or how to escape, so i just lay there helplessly.
But then i heard a voice.

'Its a girl'

My mind passed out into the deep depths of blackness. Panic buzzed all over my body as i sat my eyes snapping open. I tried to resist the urge, to lie down once again but my body didn't respond. White mist filled my vision and a man stood in front of me, 'everything will change' he says i a clinical voice 'you have triggered the ending Gemma, everything will change' i scream after him as he fades in front of me, those word leaving me lips and bouncing in my brain. 'Everything will change'
Blurry boys stand in front of me, some kneeling all looking worried, 'Thomas' i rasp and fall back to the ground, darkness swallowing me once again.

A metal spoon is pushed into my mouth and a warm liquid trickles down my throat. Without opening my eyes i swallow. And fall back into the comforting darkness of my dream.

A man with a haggard face, bruised cheek bones and a bloody hole where his nose should be stared out at her from the dark, "I want your pretty little nose of your pretty little face" he cackles. I scream. The dream blurs and a new scene takes place, this time no longer viewing my dream from human eyes. it feels as if I'm floating, like a cloud. but not even the odd sensation can tear my eyes away from what lies below: men and women cluster about street corners. All dirty. all bleeding. all bruised.
Then a voice rings out in my head, my hearing was fuzzy, so i only picked out a few words:
-Thomas
-flare
- scorch
-world
But then im falling and the voice fades through distance. I scream and close my eyes.

A few seconds later i find my eyes wide open, my hands shaking in fear. im staring at a wooden ceiling when a boy pops into my peripheral vision noting something on a clip board, snatching the pen from him i scrawl the 4 words i could remember from my nightmare.

My name is Gemma i think, what else, oh god what else! i scream in my mind trying to remember. Thomas! there must be a boy called Thomas around here somewhere.
A boy comes over to me and places a pillow behind my head, it was only then i realised i was sitting, half out of bed. he pushes me back and cover me with blankets. "Are you Thomas?" I whisper. the boy just shakes his head.