I just woke up from a dream and I have to write this down somewhere. I was walking across a grassy field in the mist, and I fell over. As I was getting up, I saw a young girl coming towards me. She seemed to float or drift through the mist, rather than walking. She was dressed entirely in grey, and even had grey hair, eyes, skin and everything. She stood over me, expressionless, and began to kill me. I don't know how exactly. Blood began to pour out of my nose and down my face, and all I could do was stare at the frills on her dress, which were covered in incredibly ornate floral patterns that shifted and changed before my eyes, with little flowers budding, blooming and withering away in a matter of seconds.

The next thing I knew she was gone, and I just got up and walked away as though nothing had happened.