Lumenia

I'm watching a group of people huddled inside a boiler room. I'm there, but not there. They seem panicked and are making possible plans of escape. I watch as they come to some conclusion and huddle closer together. A woman, she might be the leader, tells them all that it's necessary to feed and to do so quickly. Half of them bite into the others flesh, drinking their blood. I feel like I should be startled, but I'm not. It kind of seems like a normal thing. One by one the blood feeders pull away from the others, blood all over their happy faces. I turn away from them towards the heavy steel door. There is a little window that opens and while I cannot see anyone looking in, I know someone is there and I know that's not a good thing. The window closes and the door opens. The group runs out and scatters. I step out of the room and I take in the scenery. I'm at my elementary school. People are being chased by other people, but these other people, while looking human, they aren't human at all. It's like they are imitations, zombies. I should be frightened, but it's like I don't have the time for it. A few innocent people hide behind me and I feel the need to protect them. Suddenly I'm holding a giant sword in my hands. It's obnoxiously huge in size and there's no way I should be able to hold it, but it's as if it were made for me and only me. It's blade is very bright, almost as if it were light itself. The imitations notice me and start charging my way. I kill them one by one as if I'd done this a million times. I kill many.

I'm busily running around a modular home, my home, cleaning here and there. I'm carrying a broom in my hands. Lydia says she wants to go to the dance and get dressed up. I smile and think it's a nice idea. Jackson comes up behind me and walks up to Lydia, telling her no and snapping at her. She gets a sad look on her face and puts her head down, walking into another room. I get really pissed and walk up to Jackson. I whisper angrily for him to shut up and stop telling her what she can and can't do. I threaten to kick him out if he keeps hurting her like that. He gets pissed and tells me to mind my own business. I walk up to him quickly and get in his face, pushing the broom handle into his chest. I tell him that I'm fucking serious and I will kick him out of my house if he doesn't do as I say. I tell him that he has no right to control Lydia and he needs to make her happy or get the hell out. He backs away from me, mumbling and kind of pissy, but he agrees and backs off. I then look down and notice that I'm wearing a new dress and I'm all dolled up for the dance. I grab a guy's hand and pull him to the backyard where we are all gonna play a game. The backyard is a huge dirt field with hay and many sacks of potatoes. We all grab a potato and three of us race down lanes. When we reach the end, we turn around and throw the potato to the next person. I laugh as the next person catches my potato.