Max warpped her arm around her side, her hand gripping the wound she winced  but looked down. Her hood fell hiding her face yet again looking at her hand...blood. She closed her eyes. Dreams didn't hurt, at least they weren't meant to. Dreams... her dreams...they couldn't...no. ALl those dreams were brought on by bad nights and even longer days. But still how did she explain this? Her hand went back to her side hidden in her cloak,as she tried to make this all make sence. " I never asked to be her...to be..I'm scared of the dark...not part of it." she said softly more to herself then to anyone else. Looking up partly she looked at the other people around her. Thought about were she came from, what she had been reduce to there. Was this world any different? Was it worse...shaking her head Maxine wasn't so sure about that. At least here you could tell who the monsters were. Then the womans words made her think, "What do you mean whats coming?"