Nightmare...

I'm lost she says, and I'm unable to guide her.

Help me she says, and I'm unable to reach out to her.

Body unable to yield to the commands of my mind. I stand by, helpless, watching her spiral down, lost, no one to reach out to her.

I see her, impaled upon a pillar, stained with blood. Fire consumes her, little by little. I see her dress singed, her hair charred, her skin bubble. I feel her pain as she is unabl to experience it herself.

Yet, I still cannot help her. I see her eyes searching, pleading.

Help me she says, over and over again. I hear her but no sounds are audible.

I lower my eyes and say a silent prayer to the god I don't believe in. I pray He takes her, for once I prayed he's real.

Her image haunts me, her eyes follow me. I feel her presence, I feel her eyes burning into me. I opened my eyes and I see no traces of her and I wonder if she was real. So vivid, so real. Pain so real it can't be imagined.

She frightens and puzzles me. Her purpose for apprearing to me unknown. I brace myself against what is inevitable. What will be next.

I sit up in bed, scream caught in my throat. Shaking. Sweating. Truly scared for the first time in a long time. The scene is still fresh in my mind, I can almost see her eyes fading into the corner of my room. Her pleading eyes, beckoning me to save her, to remove her.

I had a nightmare.