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[size=9pt]( ●Lithiumclan● 14 Moons ● Mainecoon Cat ● Female ● Wears Medical mask over muzzle ● NPCXNPC ● )[/size]
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//Real world in white, Dream world in red//
Would you really think Biyoka didn't have nightmares? Well, of course not, she's sick most of the time so she's bound to have some weird and creepy fever dream or something like that. It was somewhat obvious that her dreams would be on the weird and creepy side, especially for a stalker of sorts. Well, Biyoka was doing exactly that at this point, having a nightmare.
The Mainecoon turned and tossed in her room, asleep, but obviously looking like her dream wasn't exactly the BEST dream in the world. She still had that medical mask on her face, and it obviously made the small noises of discontent that Biyoka made much more silent as she let the terror in her mind allow her to show her fear through soft noises.
"PLEASE. PLEASE HELP ME. I'M SORRY JUST DON'T LET ME DIE HERE! HELP ME!" The Mainecoon yelled at the figures above her as she laid in a pool of her own blood, the bodily fluid making her fur stick together as it dried against her fur. "I'M SORRY FOR EVERYTHING I DID! EVERYTHING! I SWEAR! PLEASE!" But the figures didn't seem to care about Biyoka's pleas, one of them taking her blue mask away from her face forcefully and stomping it into the ground, allowing more of the blood and some dirt to get on the accessory. The figures then started to walk off and now looked more like some of her clanmates and Biyoka started crying and yelling towards them as they walked away, even louder in the dream as her mask was removed. "Crybaby! Tatteredpaw! Help me please! I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." Her voice was getting weaker as there suddenly was blood spilling out of her mouth like a river, her tears had become rivers of blood and the puddle had become a utter lake of blood.
Biyoka became unable to move, her paws being weighed down by the amount of blood that had soaked into her fur, and her white fur had become red and black as she started to bleed from her fur, because not just the drops of blood from the blood on the ground were falling to the ground, new, fresh blood fell down from her fur. The long haired Mainecoon yelled out towards the two figures again with a gargled voice from her mouth full of blood. "HELP M-!" Were the last words she got out before the blood coming out of her mouth devoured her ability to speak as she started puking up all of the blood she could bleed, and much, much more. She couldn't breathe, she just held her neck with her paws before she felt like her heart was going to shrivel up into nothing but dust. Everywhere. Red. Black. Blood. Blood everywhere, and Biyoka couldn't stop it.
"AAAAAAAAAH!" The Capricorn screamed loudly as she got up from her dream, putting a paw on her face and feeling around. No blood, and she still had her mask. She had a thousand yard stare and was crying to herself as she tried to calm down. She was shaking, and almost fell when she got up because she had thought for a second that her paws were still so heavy. But Biyoka didn't leave her room, she just stood there a shook like mad, thanking everything for the fact that the dream wasn't real.
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