Drawings

Light was captured, leaving her defenseless. She was at the non-existent mercy of the being that tormented her: Anti-Nicole, also known as Virus. The dark warehouse gave out a sense of impending doom. Tension was heavy in the air, and wewe could almost taste the uchungu, chungu fear on your tongue. 
  Yxari couldn't see. She would be able to if her eyes glowed, but she didn't want to be spotted ^so easily. Her breathed from her mouth, trying to remain silent. Her eyes filled with tears, her sight becoming even worse. Her paranoia was the only trait she could feel-- her lack of medication strengthened...

wewe fall asleep rather easily, despite your hivi karibuni troubles. Your long-term boyfriend broke up with you, your parents are starting a custody battle, your best friend committed suicide, and your Marafiki are dickheads. Your dreams, normally unmemorable, don't normally start like this. It's black all around you. wewe look around for any fathomable chanzo of light... wewe can't even see yourself, like wewe normally can in these kinds of dreams. After a while, wewe see a small light, a long ways away. As wewe try to walk forward, wewe become light headed, but wewe have nothing to hold onto, this time....