*Caterina*
I had a dream that night.
I was standing in an empty room, with walls that seemed to reach upward to impossible heights and no windows or doors. It was dark, no lights around me, and I was alone.
I knew it was a dream, but I couldn’t move, like there were chains that had come from the ground and wrapped around my body. I kept struggling against the invisible hold, but it was useless.
I was trapped.
Then I began to hear gunshots, loud and abrupt, coming from everywhere around me. I heard screams following them, banging against the walls like someone was screaming for help. I struggled to move, to do anything… but I was stuck in place, feet planted to the ground.
And then my feet began to slowly sink into the floor, dragging me underneath.
I tried to call out for help, to find out who was screaming, but I was mute. My mouth opened and closed but there was no voice. All my words had been taken from me.
