The Sound of an Echo

When they turn of age two girls sudden are able to see a world brimming full of magic

I woke up drenched in cold sweat again, my heart beating rapidly in my chest. My mind was having a hard time distinguishing reality from the dream world. The same recurring nightmare has been haun ting me for the pass six weeks. Each night I fall into a deep sleep only then to be dragged by a bony hand down to the depth of hell.
I looked into a world full of bloated corpes walking towards me with murderous intent in their crimson glowing eyes. I could see flesh falling from the clutch of their jaws as their claw like hands reach out to grab me. I struggled to breath as the putrid smell filled my nose and I started to gag.
Desperate, I turned to run my legs giving way over the black stones as I tried to climb the hill behind me. My breath burning through my chest as the creatures begin to descend on me. Frantically looking for a way out, anything that might save me from becoming the next person to quench their appetite.
As I reach the top of the ever growing hill I see a black hooded figure looking down at me and he extends a hand towards me. I reach out to grab it but narrowly miss his fingers, leading to me losing my footing on the hill and falling backwards. The wind rushs past me and I let out a silent scream. I brace for the impact of the hard ground beneath me. I am jolted back to the waking world in that moment and I am saved from the horrors of another encounter with the living undead.