01-09-2020, 09:50 PM
[align=center][div style="bgcolor= black; width: 500px; font-family: georgia;font-size:12px;text-align:justify"]Grey fog, swirling around his feet, dark corners of his vision, echoes of breathing and the faint dripping of fear, Roman knew he was in a nightmare. He had had them many times before, and because of that he knew they were nothing to laugh at, nothing to ignore. They were important to him, they usually meant something.
And he had the feeling that this one would mean something horrible.
The scent of blood float around the male, and his ears pinned to the back of his head as a faint laugh echoed through his head, and a sharp pain coursed through his body and he jolt awake.
A snake had been let into his room, hungry and latched onto his foot.
And he had the feeling that this one would mean something horrible.
The scent of blood float around the male, and his ears pinned to the back of his head as a faint laugh echoed through his head, and a sharp pain coursed through his body and he jolt awake.
A snake had been let into his room, hungry and latched onto his foot.