Sarah slept calmly for the first part of her nap. Then she started to toss and turn. She felt as if she couldn't wake up. Old memories flooding into her brain, it was liek a nightmare.
Infact it was. Reliving a real nightmare. She dreampt of the night she was nearly killed. She started to mumble, then it got louder with more fear and anxioty in her voice. "No...no please stop!" she kept saying.
Tears started to run down her face, "No...please no!"
As the man in her dream got closer, her wound gushing blood, his eys showed no remorse. She tripped over somthing in the darkness and fell backwards. He got closer and closer, hand around her neck. "Please!" she choked out, another stab of pain. Suddenly she bolted against it. He arms grabbing, she felt somthing sharp cut into her hand. The knife. She tried to turn it around without dropping. Her breathe slowly slipping away. She thrusted her arms at him, they were flailing, suddenlt, the grip on her ceased to tighten. And hands went limp and the body fell to the floor ontop of her. Tears runnng down her face, she began to feel her breathe still slip away from her.
Sarah turned again, but her movements slowed and she fell right off the bed in the helicopter. She stopped moving much. She was silently crying, she rolled to her side and curled up.
Her reliving nightmare was over. But the pain and sorrow still hurt her.