Chapter 179. Fever Dreams of Horror

It was red everywhere. The dark room she had once feared was no where in sight, she was surrounded by the bloodiest red. It looked as if it oozed down in big fat drops, the sight made her shiver.

Doris stood and looked around the area. Part of her was well aware that she was dreaming-she had to be. But the other half wasn't so convinced. It felt real. She felt as if she was there, seeing every inch of this massacre.

Was it blood? No, it couldn't be. There were no bodies, no sense of life around her except-

Her hands were covered in it, as were her bare legs. She wore a torn dress as if she had just come from a bloody wedding. A diamond ring even sat on her ring finger. When she tried to take it off, she heard a sharp laugh behind her.

"Doris...."

A voice called from the shadows. Doris hesitated before she stepped towards the sound. "William? Is that you?"

"Oh, I know you wish it was..." The voice hissed. Doris stopped her steps and tried to move b