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So, now suddenly I was in an entirely new environment and scared out of my mind. I could see all of my dreams crashing and burning right before my eyes.

The blinding light coming from the outside poured into me. I grabbed the air reaching for water just like looking for an oasis in a desert. My eyes, yawned by the sun poking into my eyes and I realized that I was back in my house; my old jacketed

Slowly, I awoke to see looming trees all around me, bending over me, watching. Listening. They heard the screams, they heard my screams, I was still screaming. I clamped a trembling hand down over my mouth to only realize it was closed, my lips rolled in. And then thick as velvet. The blood pooled.

Gasping hard and feeling my lungs expand with every breath, the sharp ringing in my ears continues. The burning in my eyes caused from all my sweat running down. I never, well not in the least, come near to death, but what did I expect, I’m Grendel. Everyone just thinks of me as a demonic man eating monster, all people do is judge. I gaze down and all I see is the trail my blood made where my arm used to be, making it easier for him to find me. I sit there and think. Should I keep running? Is it ok to stop and breath for a second? I decide to continue to run while all I can think about is what Hrothgar did to my father. Was it really fair?

I ran. I ran as fast as my body would let me. I soon made it to the thick forest and hid behind a tree. I needed to just look around me and gauge my surroundings. I didn't see much of anything at first but soon I noticed smoke coming from quite a few directions.

I could hear mom yelling my name from a distance, a sad worried tone of voice. Throwing my door open to run to mom not knowing what’s going on. I was quickly stopped by a bright light hitting my face. Making me close my eyes for a second or two. I saw the kitchen in a great ball of fire. Flames spreading from the laundry room all the way to refrigerator made it seem like the rest of the trailer was gone. I quickly shut the door to the room, stunned by what I had seen but still having the courage to keep it together and wake up my sister Liz. The odor of burning wood and the air getting thicker makes It hard to breathe but we both made it to the front door. We aren’t able to open it because it had one of those public restroom looking locks tree feet above the door

I looked outside to see the ugliest monster that I could ever image. I had heard so much it school about the black days and the death cloud, but this is not anything thing like what I had imagined. I could hear the howling and screaming of 7000 feet of dust pulled from 1000's of miles barreling over my home stead.

He pulled out a dagger and swung it at Orion, nicking his cheek. The whole pub went silent for a few seconds. Orion grabbed the man’s arm and twisted it. The man let out a scream of agony as Orion threw him across the room. The atmosphere was filled with fear now.

Suddenly I could feel my infernal demise, echoes of my own anguished screams of torment. I could feel as the heat melted my flesh from my bones. I closed my eyes tight, welcoming the silence of death soon to come. I yearned for my suffering to end, and yet an end did not come. Suddenly my anguish transformed into a worse pain. I opened my eyes to find myself staring into the huge crimson eyes of the beast that was tearing my flesh from my bones with it's

As dawn began to break across the beautiful sky, I heard the powerful iron doors of the main building being closed and locked. Dawn to me is the most beautiful part of the day. Colors streaming across the sky make me forget about the horrors of the world. Under me I heard some sort of loud bombs or grenades being thrown into the lowest hall and exploding there; they seemed to make only smoke, but they may have been incendiaries. Later, the ground floor began to burn a scorching heat. Perhaps benzene or petrol had been poured around. Sadly I was still lying among the bodies of others. The bodies smelled awfully and were terribly wounded. Since they were wounded I got streaks of blood on my face and body.

As I got closer, I saw plumes of smoke, the garage in flames, a “furnace of affliction.”

The doors began to close in, and I was beginning to accept my death. The fire in the room was burning so fast, and was hotter than i've ever imagined. It slowly crept toward me, and I could feel the fire singing the hairs off of my body. It touched my skin and I felt the skin melting off, and the smell of burning flesh. Meanwhile the pendulum is getting closer and closer, and soon enough I would be severed in half, and burnt to nothing like a piece of firewood. At this point, I no longer had hair on my body, and my lower half was melted to bone, and the pendulum

She handed me six swords, one for each of my men and myself, and then she was gone. I handed my men their weapons, and strode up the stairs. My men and I hid in the shadows of the staircase as troops of faeries marched pass. I told my men that we were going to get revenge for their fellow crewmates, and then we quietly ran to the opposite side of the hallway. There were no more faeries around.

I stared at the man trying to kill me. He had the eyes of an ape, crafty and cunning. They were simmering with spite as I raised a tired sword arm to defend myself.

I could now see that the water that was flowing had become a raging river and I could see that this was a river of fire. In this river of fire I could see all those colors from the people who were set free in the previous dream and as the sound of this great raging river rose to where I was in the sky it sounded like very loud thunder. It was so loud that it shook the heavens.