~~Day 22~~

~~Mia~~

She woke up with a jolt, runes dancing through her mind. A dream. A dream? She was in Hell. She didn't dream anymore.

She stared down at her fingers, and squeezed on nothing. It'd been a dream. Not the sort of dreams she'd had when alive, but something else, something that echoed in her skull and demanded she notice it. The exact opposite of what a dream would do, the way it'd do everything it could to fade away and be forgotten once she'd awaken. Not this dream. The symbols didn't fade. And somewhere in the mess of symbols, an evil smile gnashed its big scary teeth....