"Ah, I can definitely go without another," Rose replied. It's been a long day. I should probably sleep... She tiredly lay back down in her bed and tried yet again to fall asleep. Her eyelids felt heavy, and she sighed. "Good...." Her mind was foggy as she drifted into what would soon be a nightmare.
Rose found herself at her old home. Everything seemed normal, except for the terrified, sinking feeling in her gut. She walked through the hallway, her heart beating staccato in her chest. She wondered why she was so on edge. Her breathing was quick and uneven. She felt something drip on her head. Blood pooled on the ground around her. She looked up and screamed. Everyone she cared about hung from the ceiling, their throats slit. Her mother, father, Garreth, even Drake, her childhood friend.
Rose woke with a start. It's okay...it was just a nightmare...However, she couldn't seem to calm her nerves. It was dark in her room, too dark for comfort after waking up from such a dream.