39. Dreams

Aurella would lay in her bed thinking about what it would be like to be able to feel the light of the sun against her skin. Would it have been like feeling the warmth of a fireplace in the winter? It was something she was always curious about. It saddened her that she couldn't find out on her own, having heard the horrifying stories of what happened when sunlight barely touched the skin of her kind.

She slowly began to imagine the feeling of a warm fire gently radiating against her skin and began to steadily doze off into a light sleep.

It was some time as she lay there in her slumber before she eventually found herself in a cold and wet alleyway, sitting behind a dumpster that smelled like people or as if something had died inside of it.

Looking around, shaking, she wondered how she got here. She could have sworn she was in her room, laying on her bed. Or was she?