She was asleep, laying in the safety of her bed, but in her mind she was elsewhere. The little girl, eight or nine years old, twitched in her sleep as she walked through the world her subconscious created. Her dream self descended down a hill and into a deeply shadowed grove of trees. She played hide-and-seek with rabbits, chased a dream version of her older brother in a game of tag, and even found a four leaf clover. As she brushed past an evergreen branch the dream began to feel more real, as if this were actually happening to her.<br/><br/>Her father ran down the path and disappeared through the trees. The girl gave chase and came to a small lake with the figure of her dad standing at the edge. As the little girl approached she reached out to get his attention, only to be grabbed and yanked into the water where the person underwent a terrifying transformation. The hands became pale and covered in sores, nails grew to become yellowed and claw-like. The creature's face became her father's then became something . . . else. Needle thin fangs grew long, it's lips pulled back and vanished leaving it's teeth bared. Soft brown eyes became black pits, weeping blood that mixed with the surrounding water. It bared it's teeth at her as she thrashed, struggling in vain to pull free as it brought her closer and closer to it's mouth. Her struggles, such as they were, began to grow weaker and despair had gripped her young heart when a shape slammed the creature that had once been her father and bit into the arm clenching the girl, shaking it's head back and forth and rending flesh from bone. An unearthly scream of fury and pain filled her ears as she felt a pair of hands grabbing her and hauling her towards the surface. Her head broke the surface and she felt grass under her feet as she was unceremoniously dropped. "Go! Run!" a boy said, maybe as old as her brother, as he urged her away from the water where the creature was struggling to surface and get to the lake's bank. The large wolf was clinging to it tenaciously and was tearing into it with fang and claw, impeding it's progress. With a cry she turned and ran as fast as her little legs would carry her<br/><br/>and woke up with a scream in her bed, tears streaming down her face as she struggled to untangle herself from her blankets. A moment later a loud series of thumps sounded and her cries of fear grew louder as the boy, wolf, and creature appeared in her room before crashing through her window and landing in the street below. Her parents came running in to find their daughter sobbing, her window shattered, and her carpet shredded in several places.