Sometimes I think that’s the only right thing to do.
Who are all these people? I have no idea. We are inside a wooden house, the house is bright because the windows are so huge. There are no curtains or no furniture, just a big tree growing in the middle of the house. Who are all these people? I cant stop thinking but I have a weird feeling like we knew each other in the past or I might know them in the future. The house is built with a metal grid inside for protection. I Feel like a bird in a cage. My friends told me when the sun goes down we have to lock all the doors and windows because some people in this village are looking for fresh blood. I was confused.
Outside it is a beautify, sunny day and I saw some guys on a motorbike who were staring at me and exploring my body like a scanner.
A tall, blond, beautiful woman came into the window which I forgot to lock and she ran to another door.
She opened the door and 15 people who I didn’t know came inside very quickly.
It was time to lock the doors and windows. She pushed a button and that metal grid moved and all the house got dark and looked super safe.
She said: ” we have to be quiet and try to get out alone, because they are gonna kill us all. Don’t call other people. If we try running all together they will notice us and bite us”
who are all of these people, I am still asking myself while we were trying to get out from that crazy house. I couldn’t speak, I could just hear myself speaking with myself.
Somebody screamed. It was a signal. Vampires got inside. Somehow, our 2 floor house transformed in to a high building and the stairs were never ending. One second I realized that Im in my old building in Abhazia, where I spent all my childhood: same colors walls, same little windows and that cold cement echo that made our steps louder.
We got on the roof.
It was almost sunrise. I noticed, how tall the building was, It took one night to get to the top.
The vampires were getting up to the roof more and more. I heard them. That cold echo was the sound of their dying victims.
I jumped. I flew again. My friends who I never met before in my real life jumped too.
I was still flying and I saw a beautiful yellow field of wheat and I felt a wind which was so gently playing with it.
My friends ran in to that wheat. But in one second, I saw a car trying to get them. They didn’t see the car. I tried to scream and signal, but they didn’t hear me. I tried to help them but the wind was too strong. I couldn’t come closer.
Why is it when You always wanna scream in your dreams you can’t?
The vampires got them.
I dint feel anything. Not sad, not happy, only stillness.
I saw the colorful yellow wheat and the wind.
I was flying. Somewhere. Nowhere.