During the last time I always had the same dream. Black all around me, but somewhere ahead, a white spot of light. From there, someone always seemed to be calling for me. As if someone was trying to get me out of the darkness.
I reached out for it, tried to move, but...
White vines spiked with thorns held me back. Whenever I tried to move, the thin thorns cut into my skin.
After a while, the vines began to bloom and white roses appeared, stained with red spots of my own blood.
Something was moving behind me.
Suddenly, there was someone else, but I couldn't turn around. In soft waves, silver light hair fell over my shoulders and small hands touched my cheeks.
"I will not let you go", whispered a voice into my ear. The person behind me layed her arms around me and placed her chin on my shoulder.
A cold feeling spread over my skin
"He won't get you...but if you try to run away from me...I will take anything away from you that you love."
This was the moment for me to wake up.