Sophie sat on her window sill, curled up with her arms locked around her legs, holding them to her chest. Her skin was almost white compared to her usual fair shade and dark circles from lack of sleep lay beneath her eyes. Brown eyes dull and distant as the memories of her nightmare still haunted her even though she had seperated herself from the dream world hours ago. Hardly even blinking as she watched the sun rise above the tree tops, Sophie let herself relax a bit as light chased away all the dark shadows in her room. Closing her eyes for a moment as her head gently fell against her glass window.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">The man's corpse from the night before reached from the shadows of the corner of her room. The boney fingers stretched out towards her, dead flesh hanging from parts of his fingers. Bone brushed and caught in the tangled mess of her hair, the corpse trapping her to the wall behind her as it got closer. Its lower jaw fell open as it seemed like it wanted to say something, the stench of rotting flesh surrounding her as it came to a stop only an inch or two from her. Sophie could feel her body shaking in fear and horror, a cold sweat breaking out all over her body. </span><br/><br/>Waking with a jolt, a small gasp left her as she gripped her red, tattered dress so hard the muscles in her hands started to ache painfully. Scanning her room quickly for the rotting corpse haunting her dreams, her body fell back against the stone frame of her window with relief as she realized it was only a nightmare and nothing more. Rubbing her eyes hard as she slid off the window sill and headed for her bathroom. Opening the door, she slipped inside and decided to leave it open as she took a shower. Slipping out of her red, torn-up dress, and stepping into the warm shower, a sigh left her lips. Tilting her head back and letting the water cascade over her body for a few long moments before washing all the dirt and grime off from the night before.<br/><br/>Placing her hands on the wall in front of her, she leaned her body weight into the wall and bowed her head. Images played through her mind from last night and the nightmares that had haunted her were as clear as if it had actually happened only seconds ago. As a loud knock sounded from in her bedroom, drawing her from her thoughts as she looked up from the tiled floor and to her bedroom door. "Ms. Warren. Are you awake mam? Your father and mother would like to see you down stairs for breakfast madam," Amy, Sophie's personal maid, said from outside of Sophie's room. Sophie shook her head slowly and pushed her wet hair away from her face, turning off the shower before stepping out. "Amy, please tell my mom and dad that I will, unfortunately, not be joining them for breakfast. Im afraid i've caught a cold. I accidently left my window open last night and im feeling a bit under the weather," she replied, faking a cough or two as she grabbed one of her navy blue towels.<br/><br/>Wrapping it around her body and squeezing the water out of her brown hair, she pushed it over her shoulder then walked out into her room. Picking out a pair of neon green underwear and a bra before pulling them on then disappearing into her closet. Where she picked out a pair of faded blue jeans that had several rips and tears in them but the biggest were two open, horizontal holes at the knees. Looking through the shirts she had, she went straight to the black tank top hanging at the end of the row and pulled it on before looking for a certain red shirt of hers. Pulling a red shirt off the hanger and tugging it on, she checked herself out in the mirror, the black tank top showing in stripes through the red shirt. Walking out of her closet and into her bedroom, she glanced over at the door as the the gleam of the sun on the gold cross caught her eye. Walking over to it, she bent down and picked it up, wincing at the cold metal came in contact with the deep cut from last night. Ignoring it the stinging pain in her hand as she climbed onto her bed, Sophie looked the cross over and frowned as she just noticed two words carved into the cross. Turning the cross onto its side, suddenly it felt as if her heart had dropped into her stomach as she read the two words carved into the cross.<span style="font-style: italic">The Damned.</span>