Drowning in blood red, I struggled to rise to the surface of the most recent nightmares. My body ached from the tension of fighting to survive a surreal chase event that spanned land and sea only I had no idea if I was running away from someone or something or chasing after them.
Wherever I went, whatever I touched seeped blood, coloring my reality and cloying my senses until I couldn't find a way out. The longer I remained submersed, the darker the red became until I was facing hopeless darkness.
This was too much, too real. I was about to face the retribution for my sins that I deserved. The guilt and shame that I couldn't shake during my waking and sleeping hours ever since the encounter with Dot and Joshua was about to end. I could only hope that I'd peace and happiness in my next life, if there was such a thing.
