My Dream

I haven't posted on here in a while, and I will post more of my advanced book. I have over thirty pages done now! For now, though, here is a dream I had a few months ago. I wrote it down, as I do most of my interesting dreams, and found the paper it was written on under my bed while cleaning this morning. Hope you enjoy it!

      I was a traveller in a foggy country, where colors were dull yellow and gray, with the occasional blue or green, and everything seemed close to death. I was travelling with a small group of people, the leader of us, though, I'd never seen. The two girls closest to my age, a kind young girl with big blue eyes and blonde hair and a dumb, yet nice, brunette, not two years older than me, they said the leader was a woman named Lu, but she was Fox.
        They whispered the last part with fear in thier eyes, but I took no mind of it. We slept in abandoned buildings and run-down barns. We would travel all day, and go to sleep around 2 or 3 in the morning, and Fox, or Lu, made us wake up at 4:30 every day, which I, being me, hated.
       So one day, I hid under my blankets and slept in for nearly an hour, but soon I was dragged, literally, out of bed, then dropped to the floor, where my head painfully smacked against the dusty wood. My eyes swam with dots, and for for hours afterward I would be seeing only shapes and colors.
       "My dear, sweet girl, I've told you time and again, and over many times to obey Fox! It's for your own good, of course." said a sweet, motherly voice. I nodded numbly, my head throbbing. "Now, who's going to be a good, obediant girl from now on?" her voice was so nice, I thought, but couldn't figure out why my instincts were telling me to run away, to go somewhere she would never catch me.
       "Me." I whispered, but promised nothing. The next thing I knew, I was at the entrance of a huge, long dead temple to Hades. My friend, the brunette, was crying.
       "What's the matter?" I asked, and she sobbed.
       "You could have been hurt! Or killed! Who would see her then? You have to see her!" she whispered, desperate, in my ear. I never saw her again after we entered the temple. Later that day, back at the abandoned building, I was sneaking through the house, searching for Fox, hoping she wouldn't find me first.
        I saw a man, which was odd, since our group was only women. He pushed a bookcase away, slid into the concealed entrance, said something, then left, replacing the bookcase. I wasn't quite sure, but I thought he might have said 'fox', so I crept to the bookcase. I quietly removed seven books and peered through. The brunette whispered in the back of my mind: "You have to see her!" I looked into the room beyond.
       A stunningly beautiful woman sat at a vanity, combing her hair and dressing. The mirror on the vanity was broken, so she couldn't see me spying on her. At first her features were unnoticeable, but after much nagging from my dead friend, "See her! You must see her!", the beautiful face came into focus. She had yellow eyes, like a snake's, pure red lips, short, dark brown hair, much like my friend had had, and wore fool's gold around her neck in a large, showy necklace. "Thank you." whispered the ghost of the brunette, and rested.
      I replaced the books and ran. I couldn't understand why, but I had a terrible feeling of foreboding. Later, I sat at the bottom of a staircase, and overheard the young blue-eyed girl and one of the older women speaking.
      "Come, darling! I want to have some fun! Let's run away!" said the old woman. My friend shook her blonde curls innocently.
     "We are having fun! We have been all this time!" she said. The woman leaned in close, so I could barely hear her speaking.
     "But I want to have fun Without Fox." I spun around, eyes wide. NO, I thought. NO! But it was too late. The world was filled with bloodthirsty screeching. Fox flew around the corner on huge grey bat's wings, yellow eyes shining, long, pointed teeth bared. She ripped the old woman's throat out, and I watched her head roll down the stairs. Fox killed the innocent young girl, then turned her cold eyes on me.
    "Get away from me!" I screamed, and woke up. One of her shining yellow eyes was still staring at me through my window. I looked at my watch and smiled. 7:55am. Take that, Fox. But those eyes stayed with me all day, imprinted in my memory.

Well, yes, it is pretty creepy, and I guess, technically, I made it up, but not intentionally! I thought it was entertaining to read, though, and I hope it was for you as well. Oh yeah, I still remember what Fox's eyes look like, and believe me, they are every bit as scary now as they were those months ago.