On that very night, I had a horrible dream.
In the dream, it was a sunny and sweet afternoon. Rose and I were sitting in a bright classroom, filled with happiness. Later, we vaguely heard a deplorable weeping outside the window. Following the sound, we sneaked out of the classroom and ran into a rockwork behind the building. There was a limpid pond inside the rockery, where I believed was the source of the sob. However, after we jumped in, the water suddenly became muddy and dirty. I clapped my eyes on an obscured skeleton of a whale-shark, which was shackled by the iron chains. It was indeed those bones that were crying heartrendingly. The wail was so pungent that I couldn’t bear. I swam out of the water surface, while Rose was still lingering around the pond, wondering how to save the remains of the whale-shark. After I climbed up the shore, I realized that we were standing in the core of an ancient cave, as if we had been transported back to the stone age. With the light of our cellphones, I discovered that many antiquated wall paintings were starting to protrude. In no time, the murals were all transforming into embossments now. All of a sudden, I noticed that the painting was a vivid whale-shark, the tail of which was going to waggling on the wall! To my horror, the whole cave was about to melt into liquid. The whale-shark was rambling in the sea, in the waves of dissolving rocks.
The shaking became more intense as time went by. It seemed like the cave was going to collapse and we all would be devoured. I held her hand firmly and ran, hoping that we could find a way out. Unfortunately, she stumbled, losing my hand. I hesitated for a second, during which a boulder dropped down and crushed the road between us. During the next quaking, I fell down to the abyss with broken stones.
I woke up on the deck of a freight ship, where numerous huge wooden boxes containing chemical medicines were piled up.
The air was suffusing with penetrating odor. Anxious and worried, I passed through the labyrinthine containers. I felt grief. The waver I committed in the second before took my beloved friend from me. It was all my fault. I could have saved her.
The ghost ship pulled into shore, anchoring near a foggy space. The air was covered with a heavy mist. I made out several tall buildings all around. After that, I
picked a door randomly and got in. There were many black shadows. When I came closer, I found out that those shadows were bloody scientists, who had the pure black eyes of demons and possess no mouths on their mechanical faces. Then, a vociferous noise, coming from nowhere, began to fill in the blank as if all the doctors here started to perform spells.
Little by little, the dissonant sound became louder and louder. I bursted out a shocking shriek, in an attempt to quell them. I succeeded. All of them stopped talking, staring at me. They leaped out to me. I immediately turned back, rushing into a door behind me.
The first thing that caught my eyes was the marked water tank, which contained a monstrous creature. The half-human and half-fish body resembled that of the legendary mermaid, despite the ungainly scars on her waist.
To be continued…