She was running through the woods. Everything was dark and her bare feet hit water. It was cold and muddy feeling and squished like slugs between her toes. Still Yuki didn't look down. Something wet and sticky dripped in her eye. It was warm, coming form a cut on her head. Blood? What? She put a hand to her head and suddenly her vision when white with pain.

The scene shifted. It was night, she was standing on a road now, dark still, save for a single light in te distance. It was red. Why was everything dark and red? Yuki was confused. She squinted, walking forward, only this time she felt heels clicking every time she stepped. Shoes? When did she put those on? Yuki just ran for the light. Darkness was closing in on her, the light turned white, beckoning her, wanting her. With every step she took the light got further and further away. She was running as hard as she could. Her heart beat in her ears, a deafening sound. Her breaths came in short, ragged pants, her chest squeezed tightly like someone was stepping on it. Still she couldn't make it.

With a scream she woke, bolting straight up in bed, tears dripping from her eyes, hair sticking to her back and face, drenched in sweat. Like a scene from a movie she panted and checked herself over. She was home. She was in bed.

A noise came from the left. Her bathroom? The light licked on and she saw footsteps from the sliver of light from the bottom. Someone was in her bathroom? Swallowing thickly, she crawled out of her bed, taking slow, hesitant steps towards the bathroom.

What are you doing, run! You've seen too many scary movies! Go the other way!

She was screaming at herself and yet nothing was happening. She kept walking. Her hand rested on the cool doorknob and slowly she turned it. All at once the door bust open, the corner of it hitting her straight in the head, sending her backwards, toppling over her small coffee table. Her feet went into the air before she found herself flat on her back, staring up at her ceiling fan, breathing hard like she had been in her bizarre dreams. She was dizzy now, her head hurt and she swore she could feel a bump appearing on her head.

Slowly she picked her head up and looked around the room. There, just standing in the doorway to the bathroom was a figure with long hair and a familiar shaped skirt.

Letting her vision clear and adjust, Yuki realized who it was.

It was her. Only instead of her white uniform, her white Senshi uniform, it was black. Her face was covered in blood. She had one eye and the other was a gaping whole of wet tissue and raw nerves. Her hair was so much longer and she looked pissed.

This dark version of Eris growled and jumped on her, hands wrapped around her throat and she screamed. Screamed bloody murder.

With a scream she woke, bolting straight up in bed, tears dripping from her eyes, hair sticking to her back and face, drenched in sweat. Like a scene from a movie she panted and checked herself over. She was home. She was in bed.

Only this time sun was shining through the window, her alarm clock was blaring. It was October 31st. Halloween.

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