[Trying, trying to run away, and all the time the shadowy figure is getting closer and closer. It's going to chop her into little pieces and spread them all over the prison, she just knows this as well, so she keeps trying to run despite never reaching much more than a light stroll.
Then she trips and falls to the ground, and she sees the figure looming over her, a butcher knife glinting in his hand - he leans forward, close enough to see his face in the dark, and that's when she sees that it's Takami-senpai. She finally manages to make a sound, letting out a long, loud wail of fear.
That wail comes out of her mouth as she sleeps, followed by a string of pleas - no, please no, I don't want to die, please, no - and thrashing beneath the covers. Her face is bathed in sweat, plastering her hair to her face.]