Running as fast as possible through a forest on fire.
My heart pounding so hard I thought it’d leap from my chest.
The smell of smoke, blood, and death linger in the air.
The hooting and yelling of beasts in pursuit.
You enter a clearing near your family’s den.
You see your family lying all around, slaughtered.
You release a howl as you’re stricken with grief.
What sort of horrible nightmare was that?