I am standing in a valley surrounded by tall dark mountains with enormous black storm clouds threatening to swallow them whole. A gray fog has been creeping down from the mountains, it is the fog of death as it travels over everything searching for something that is alive it acts almost like it is alive. I pick up my glass of water to take a sip, I look into it and drop the glass. It hits the ground and shatters into a million pieces I throw my hands to my face and scream “What has happened to my beautiful face?” Where my mouth used to be there is now a long cruel snout with sharp fangs for teeth. My face is covered with moldy black fur and have a mallet at the back of my head.. My ears have become long and pointed like the ears of a horse. My eyes are sunk in deep they glow green with a burning fire in the blackness of them. I cry out to the world as I clench my head “NO!!”. I feel the heat rising and getting hotter and hotter my blood begins to boil, yet strangely it does not hurt. Suddenly my head or what was left of it explodes as I fall to the ground and am engulfed by the fog. I curse it with my last breath. Suddenly I snap awake! A million questions flow into my mind all at the same time. What just happened? Where am I? Is my face ok? And thousands of other questions like that. All at once the answer to all of them hit me. It was just a dream. I settle back down to get some more sleep.

I am standing in the middle of a valley the floor is made of a black smooth highly polished rock almost like a mirror. My feet make a clanging sound as they hit the rock. There are high black mountains all around me the sun is shining bright and it is a nice day but something does not seem right. There are no birds and there is the feeling of death all around me. Something about the black cliffs draws me to them, I feel like I have to go to them. I start walking clink --- clink --- clink, as my boots hit the rock. It seems to take hours to get there yet the sun is still at the same spot in the sky. As I approach the cliffs I see they are smooth and highly polished just like the floor but they reflect better than any mirror ever made. I can see myself in them as I get closer. I am wearing long black robs with amour all over me, I have a long black cape and a hood on. There is a strong wind yet strangely my cape does not move at all. I stare into the black hole of the hood where my face is and walk right up to the cliff I see nothing but blackness yet there seems to be a strange faint red glow that comes out of the hood. I pull the hood back off of my head and am terrified at what I see-my head is black and burnt where my eyes and nose use to be there are holes with what looks like fire burning in the back of my head. I open my mouth to scream and see fire roar up in the back of my head and instead of noise coming out a huge stream of flame comes flying out. Its hot and burns but does not hurt. I go to scream again this time louder and this time no sound just a huge flame as it burns up the last of my face. I fall to the ground wondering “why”. I jump awake. I am covered in sweat yet I am freezing and begin to shiver. As the questions and memories collided all together at once in my mind I realize that it was just a dream. I settle down hopping for some quiet uninterrupted sleep to come.

I open my eyes and think “where am I?”. I am looking at the sky. It is a beautiful bright blue there is not a single cloud in the whole sky. It is late morning judging by the sun. There is a slight breeze and the air is cool but not cold. I am laying down on something. It is hard and cold, and feels smooth to the touch. I look at it. It is a slab of stone. I raise my head and look all around me I am on a mountain at the very top, on a stone bed. It starts to darken, I look up at the sky there are big dark clouds coming in from all sides. Suddenly a group of hideous creatures appears, they form a circle all around me. They are foul and evil looking. Where heads should be there are snouts and some have horns. They are not standing on anything but floating in the air. They are snarling and growling at me. A voice that could shatter a mirror booms out over the group “Silence” it says. The air grows quiet. The creature makes it way into the circle and over to the foot of the rock bed. It is tall and has black flowing robs and a log cape but it does not move at all in the breeze. I summon all my strength and nerve and ask him “Who are you and why am I here?”. “Shut up you pitiful retched soul” he says in response. The group of creatures starts growling and snarling again this time he does not stop them. I start to feel something hot and realize that it is the stone bed that I am sitting on I stand up as it grows hotter. It is burning my feet now but it does not hurt even though I can see and hear them burning. The creatures are in a frenzy now and the creature in the robe throws his hands and head up to the sky and instantly it starts to spin. Lighting and thunder start flashing and roaring but I can still hear the hideous sounds of the creatures all around me. As my feet catch on fire I yell to him “Stop it!!”. I hear hideous evil laughter come from it. I look up and know that something very bad is going to happen to me. Then it happens! It only takes a split second but it seems like an hour. A huge ball of fire with what looks like creatures souls sticking out of it screaming my name falls straight down at me. It hits me and I instantly burst into flames, they do not hurt but I can tell that I am burning up. I see the creature in the robes floating in front of me with his arms out stretched and looking start at me yet I cannot see his face. I jump awake and feel my face I am covered in a cold sweat. I realize that it was just a dream. I look at the window and am relived to see daylight outside. Morning! Thank god finally! I get up and try to push the thoughts of last night out of my head when I notice the back of my hand it is badly burnt. “It was a dream. Was it?”