by Emma Knight
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Rachel ran, terrified. She was running through a field she didn’t recognize, and the sun was setting a blood red on the horizon and she was being chased by a flock of bats. The sun was setting a blood red on the horizon. The bats screeched, as they got tangled in Rachel’s hair. On the horizon she saw a small cottage and she knew if she could just make it there, she would be safe. But it was too far; the bats were closing in on her thick and fast. And even as she swatted at them, their claws scratched back, more and more coming at her.
She wasn’t going to make it. She was going to die a horrible death, smothered by an endless stream of these bats. As she felt her knees getting weak, she felt something tight and firm against her waist. It was a hand. She looked down and saw a leather sleeve; somehow, she knew it was Benji.
A second later, Rachel was looking down at the ground, and the endless flock of bats was now beneath her. They were swarming beneath her, eating a body on the ground, which she knew was a version of herself. She looked up, and realized she was flying through the sky being held tight in Benji’s arms. She looked over and saw his face.
“Where are you taking me,” Rachel asked.
“To some place beautiful,” Benji answered.
Rachel felt the strength of his grip, and knew, that somehow, with him by her side, she would be safe.
“Who are you?” Rachel asked.
Benji looked at her, and his face became a big ball of bright light.
Rachel suddenly sat up in her bed, out of breath, sweating. She touched her hair, still perfectly in its ponytail as she’d left it. She realized then that it was all a dream. Or was it?
Chapter Ten
