Who: Kennedy & Open
What: Bad Dreams
When: Week Four, Day 1, 3am
Where: Gym, fifth floor.
Eyes flu open as screams filled her ears, at first she had thought it was Willow but than she relized Willow was still asleep and worried that it could have been her, but it wasn't. The nightmare had woken her, fire and death and chanting but there was something different about this dream, it wasn't one she had before. Kennedy fought the sick feeling in her gut and slipped out from under the covers and put on her clothes, she couldn't sleep now. heading for the bathroom she splashed cold water on her face and took a few deep breaths before she looked herself in the mirror. "I look like shit." grumbling she brushed her teeth before grabbing her workout bag from the closet and headed down to her favorite workout area, swiping her card she entered and got ready to sweat out this nightmare from her, forget that fire and death were in her future, her future. shaking, she hoped to god that was just a part of her own mind playing tricks on her.
By four the punching bag had seen better days, sweat poured down from her body as she continued her strenuous work out, running the track in military like percision. push-up, chin-up, sit-up, basically all the ups. her mind flashing back to the dream, making her go faster and wanting the flashes to stop and when she felt a hand on her shoulder, she swung around and connected with the person's face and turned to face the '"attacker".
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