dream

The woman darted fowards at an alarming speed, her fingertips gripping away at the bedsheets until her knuckles turned pale white. As her eyes shifted around searching the room she had been unconscious in, her heart continued to race within her chest and her mind drifted back to the dream she had just spent what seemed like an eternity trying to wake up from. Even the voice that had spoken the warning seemed vivid in her mind, each word emphasied by the horrid actions accompanying them.

The voice had said:
".. It had always been that the sun revolved around the earth, that the moon rose at night and shyed away before dawn to hide from the day's crude light. Though it had always been so, as time passed and humanity continued to flourish, the world's natural flow began to fade, instead to be replaced by a chaotic cycle of reversed night and day, of monsoons and earthquakes and possibly, at the end, ultimate darkness..."