Dream Post ◊ 001
Warnings: Death, War, and Blood.
Effects: Horror & Despair
May 17th.
It was a bright sunny day while birds sung their happy tune. But there was nothing bright or happy about this day. Saitou was running as fast as he could through the forest, dodging branches and jumping over rocks when needed. He could feel his heart beat against his skull, as the only thought that ran through his mind was:
Run as fast as you can, run as fast as you can, run...
Once he got to the end of the forest, he was relieved that he was close. Saitou leaned against the nearest tree to catch his breathe. It almost felt like his chest was caving in and his legs were slowly turning into clay.
Just a littl-
His thoughts were immediately interrupted when he finally took a glance down at the Itabashi execution grounds. Nothing about what he saw was okay. At the front where everyone either faced or faced away from, was a pool of blood and a headless body on its knees sitting perfectly still. A man was already making his way to pick up the head and put it in a bag.
He was too late.
[Saitou shot up from his futon drenched in sweat. His heart was pounding against to the point it felt like it was going to burst out.]
...
[Once he realized it was just a dream, he shoved his palms against his eyes to soothe the burning sensation that was building up. Finding the closest thing to him, he reached for his Dreamberry. He gripped it tightly and slammed it against the ground turning off the feed.]
Effects: Horror & Despair
May 17th.
It was a bright sunny day while birds sung their happy tune. But there was nothing bright or happy about this day. Saitou was running as fast as he could through the forest, dodging branches and jumping over rocks when needed. He could feel his heart beat against his skull, as the only thought that ran through his mind was:
Run as fast as you can, run as fast as you can, run...
Once he got to the end of the forest, he was relieved that he was close. Saitou leaned against the nearest tree to catch his breathe. It almost felt like his chest was caving in and his legs were slowly turning into clay.
Just a littl-
His thoughts were immediately interrupted when he finally took a glance down at the Itabashi execution grounds. Nothing about what he saw was okay. At the front where everyone either faced or faced away from, was a pool of blood and a headless body on its knees sitting perfectly still. A man was already making his way to pick up the head and put it in a bag.
He was too late.
[Saitou shot up from his futon drenched in sweat. His heart was pounding against to the point it felt like it was going to burst out.]
...
[Once he realized it was just a dream, he shoved his palms against his eyes to soothe the burning sensation that was building up. Finding the closest thing to him, he reached for his Dreamberry. He gripped it tightly and slammed it against the ground turning off the feed.]