just a narration of a dream...of sorts.
nabbed it from my real lj since...well this is just my writing lj and it has been quite some time since I put up something new to write.

here it is...never to be lj-cut...

Anyway, it began with me seemingly running through stone and wooden hallways. Occasionally I would have to dodge around some pieces of the ceiling that had fallen, and pieces of destroyed or usable furniture like benches. The lights came from what seemed to be balls of light hovering near the cieling, providing just enough light for me to see ahead around a meter or two. I was obviously trying to get my poor ass out there, and something was giving chase to me. In one particular hallway, I saw a flight of stairs and jumped down them. I am not sure how but I landed past the stairs onto the lower floor. I looked behind me and I caught a glimpse of what was chasing me.

There were two of them.

The first one appeared to be a girl who had barely went past her teenage years wearing a red european-ish dress. I could tell that I was taller than her, her eyes probably on level with my nose. Her dress had long sleeves and was frill-less, its edges black and it moved in such a way that it seemed to be a part of her. This girl had pale, almost white, skin which seemed smooth to touch. On her gentle and clear face was an expression of desperation and anger while her long black hair flowed out behind her as she seemed to literally hover off the ground and speed towards me.

The second one was also a girl, though she was wearing a similar though less detailed version of the first one's dress and she looked like she was younger by five years or so. It was also white, but still retained the black lining. She seemed to have more color tone, her skin looking like a softer shade of the color flesh. Unlike the other, this girl seemed to wear make-up of sorts. Her lips a dark shade of red and a mischievious smile. For her size, she seemed to be the more mature of the two. And instead of hovering, she was sliding down the handrail of the stairway, her pose rather lady-like but determined.

I continued my running and after some more turns, I could somehow feel that I was nearing my exit. I could hear their angered and desperate cries as they gained on me. Just then, I suddenly dived to the ground as I came to a huge wall of rubble made of stone and wood. There was a small opening on the floor beneath the rubble, and as I crawled my way through that I could smell the fresh night air. Behind me, I can hear the frantic scrapings as the two girls who were chasing me scrambled to catch me.

When I managed to get out and stand up, images suddenly began to flash before my eyes. It was as if I was watching a movie. The message that I gathered from those images was that wherever I was, there was a ritual of sorts where one of the inhabitants would be a sacrifice. The selection was not done by the people. It came randomly, and whoever was chosen seemed to be known by everyone. Whoever was chosen was supposed to go to a temple of sorts and there be sacrificed to the Demon. Those two girls who were chasing me were the Demon. But there were unspoken but known facts about that ritual and the Demon.

It is rather confusing to refer to the two girls as the Demon, but that was how it was. I can't explain exactly why right now.

First, the demon was confined to the locale of the Temple. They could never go out no matter how they tried. And they only became hostile during the ritual and until it ended. Second, The demon can freely roam the insides of the temple, and they can often be seen looking out the windows. It was believed to be bad luck to be observed by the Demon. Third, the demon would only pursue the chosen unless someone tried to interfere. A loud scream was what was usually heard by the people if and when the chosen was caught by the Demon. There was even a rumor that the Demon in red would bite onto the neck of the chosen and then suck at his or her blood. The white one would then eat the bloodless corpse. As for those who interferede, they can be seen at daybreak crushed beyond recognition at the temple doors.
Last was that there was a way to escape certain death in the hands of the demons. On the day of the ritual, if you can manage to escape from the grounds of the temple, you will be forever free from being chosen again. Even during the ritual when the Demon is bloodthirsty and you were a previous chosen, they can never lay a hand on you unless you wish for them to do so.

Then I suddenly found myself beside four men in black, looking on as the Demon talked to another girl in brown robes. As far as I can tell, it was a year later from that incident where I escaped. The men in black (and yes, they even looked the part. shades and suit) were supposed to help the chosen girl to escape. My reason for being there was that I had found out what would happen if the demon didn't feed for too long. But that came later.