I ran my fingers through my newly cropped hair, tears streaming down my face.  The tears never ended here.  It was a way of life, like breathing.  Screams surrounded me.  Pleads and cries of agony and despair.  I closed my eyes and rocked back and forth.  It wasn’t as bad as it usually was, but I knew better than to believe it would stay that way.  I thought back to my life before the darkness.  I tried to remember the sun.  I couldn’t.  I tried to remember faces; smiling faces of my family.  My mind remained blank.  I no longer had a past or a future.  Only a present.  My life would consist of aching darkness.
My head fell back and my breath came out ragged.  My throat burned, but not only from the tears.  I hadn’t had anything to drink in such a long time.  Whenever I cried for a glass, I would hear manic laughing.  Laughing at me.  I would scream and scream until my throat became too raw to even whisper, but the laughter would continue.  I buried my face in my hands and sobbed silently.  
I closed my eyes and an image flashed in the darkness.  I saw myself with a tall, handsome, blond man.  He had strange red eyes, almost devilish, that always seemed as if they were in pain.  But I wasn’t frightened of him.  My heart longed to find him.  To hold him; comfort him.  Make the pain go away.  I then saw us, hand in hand, approaching a grand house where, inside, a family lived.  They had golden eyes that were full of love and understanding.  My hands reached toward them.  They fluttered in the darkness in desperation, when suddenly, I touched something ice cold.
My eyes shot open.  There was a man standing before me.  My heart jumped as I looked at his face.  Those eyes; blood red.  But the features were all wrong.  He had smooth, dark skin, not distorted by scars as my vision boy had.  Black, straight hair fell in his eyes, not blond and curled as his had been.  I backed away, frightened.  He reached for me.  I screamed as he touched my skin with his icy hand.

I awoke alone.  My throat burned painfully, worse than before.  There was a bright, strange pain coming from above.  I shut my eyes, but could still see the brightness through my eyelids.  Suddenly, an image flashed in the light.  I saw myself with a tall, handsome, blond man.  He had strange red eyes, almost devilish, that always seemed as if they were in pain.  But I wasn’t frightened of him.  I longed to find him.  I then saw us, hand in hand, approaching a grand house where, inside, a family lived.  They had golden eyes that were full of love and understanding.  The dream was familiar, I had had it before.  But the images continued.  I saw myself, crouched low, and my black eyes glittered with excitement.  I launched myself into the woods.  The trees sped by, though I could see every particle clearly.  I pounced and took down a large animal, a deer.  I pressed my lips to its throat and drank in its sweet, warm blood.
My eyes fluttered open.  I looked around, surveying the surroundings.  My throat still burned.  Rising to my feet, I immediately recognized the forest I stood in.  Suddenly, there was a cracking noise.  I whipped my head around to the source of the sound.  My lips pulled up into a smile.  I sank into a crouch and scented the air.  The wind blew against my back and the creature’s head shot up.  It sprinted away.  I growled with excitement and sprang after it.  The trees sped by, but I could see perfectly.  Once the animal was back in view a snarled and pounced, pinning it to the ground.  The deer squirmed in panic.  I sank my teeth into its neck and drank in its sweet, warm blood.