thedreamer1500

I don't remember my dreams very often but this one was branded into my head.
The dream started out as my friends and I hanging out. At around 8:00 pm I started to walk home seeing as it was getting late. I saw a shadow then a knife and everything everything went black. When I could see again I was in a field. I looked around and saw I wasn't alone there was six other people besides me sitting here. Two of us were freaking out but this guy was sitting right next to them telling the it would be ok.
We soon elected him as leader. After what seemed like forever we found a town but it was like one of those that you would find back in the colonization of america. We found a house that would accept strangeres in weird cloaths such as ours. We introduced our selves. (I hope these people are real if they are for their sake I'll leave out names.) We all kinda relaxed around each other. The man who owned the house asked us who we were. I said I was from america. He looked as if I were crazy. He quickly rushed to the back and started talking to someone. They quickly ran out the front door. We paid no mind untill a man who looked like an aristocrat stepped into the room. He looked at us and with a rough voice said "follow me". We didn't trust him. He tried convincing us. Our "leader" spoke to him and I privately. He brought up that we weren't on the earth we know. So we decided to trust him for now. We talked to the man but right before we got anymore answers a building exploded. We ran outside to see a guy who looked like he was from our earth with a dark humanoid figure with four wings. We all scattered at the sound of his laughter. I ran for my life but some how the leader and I found each other. We hid in a nearby house and I swore I could hear someone talk to me I asked if he heard anything but he said no. The voice grew louder until everything grew dark. I focused my eyes to see that the house was blown to pieces. I see him pointing at something. I follow his finger to see another humanoid with wings but this time it had five wings and was white. I ask if it will help us. It nods and begins fighting the black one. I can't watch. I wait for the sounds to stop. As soon as they did I looked and saw that it had driven a sword through the other. The guy was unconscious. I walked over towards him the white figure spoke and told me he will be ok but there are six more like him. The last thing I remember is a tattoo on my hand that resembles a sword on the back of my hand with a chain going around my forearm.