The most beautiful rose I've ever seen was held my my mother's hand . It had a thick long stalk filled with thorns .
My mother held it close to her and pressed her fingers on those thorns intentionally.
Her face was filled with discomfort and sadness. She just glanced at me as I saw the blood drip from her fingers , into the water .
I was confused. I wanted to stop her but I couldn't and I don't know why .
My skin on my hand started peeling off like a snake and I saw a hole in my right palm . No blood, no pain . Just a hole that goes through and through.
The sky is greenish grey filled with mist that looked green .
I see mountains, rocky areas , the land is damp and muddy almost like a swamp . Everything is dark and the mountains and rocky areas are dark green . I see figures/ people coming towards me . They are dressed in black like the grip reaper with a black hood . For a minute I thought they were going to hurt me so I yelled at them and told them who I was , but then I realised they were there to guide me and take me to the dark kingdom.
In the desert , it was quiet and dark .
I lit a fire and I was looking into the darkness. All I saw was the flames , golden brown sand and a pitch black sky . No stars . So black , you wouldn't want to know what's beyond .
The next thing I saw was a small crowd of children and nuns .
The only peculiar thing about them was their dilated black eyes . They didn't seem to move . They stared at me , lifeless dull souls
Then I realised they're a threat .
I took an axe and chopped all of them up .
I took their brains and covered it with a plastic transparent bag .
I then , buried it deep into the soil .
I turned back , and the bodies disappeared.
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