Reader POV
I flopped down on the little bed they gave me from all the shit that happened earlier. Apparently they only want be here for fucking question about confusing shit that I don't understand, or at least they're making it seem like it. I'm going to bed and maybe after I wake up I can start planning an escape or something.
--- DREAM ---
Tree after tree after tree I run with blood, that isn't mine, on my clothes I'm confused, scared but yet thrilled. Confused as to how I got here. Scared as to what I'm running from, and Thrilled as to the blood on my clothes. Out of nowhere I was knock down by some random branch. Wait its now a branch i...its...its a trindle and it moving. Without second thought I got up and started to run but I didn't got to far before I was pull back by this thing, It was dragging me in the air closer and closer til I
--gasp--
I woke up in a sweat from the dream. Now normally I don't have a dream just blackness when sleep let along a nightmare, if that what you would call it. I mean it was weird how I was acting I'm not much of a runner but what gets me more is the thing that I was being dragged by. You now what I don't really want out know what it is, I rather think of a way out of this place.