I had been made a vampire. It was, of course, night-time, and I was i a city with tall, looming skyscrapers. One was abandoned, and in its collapsing rooms was the one who made me what I was. It was Ani. I crouched near her, and she told me that I could fly. This excited me beyond measure.

She told me that to do this, I should leap onto the roof of a bus, and from there, leap into the air as if I was trying to reach the top of the building. I immediately left to try this.

The street was busy with cars. It always was, even in the dead of night. A bus soon passed where I was standing, and I easily leapt onto its roof. I felt strangely light. The bus passed a tall building, and I leapt toward its roof. I didn’t make it, but instead of falling, I was floating slowly downward. I turned, and realized that I was actually gliding on the air. The sensation was amazing and freeing! I didn’t want it to end, so I flapped my arms as if they were wings. My flight rose and fell with this movement, and I realized that I did, indeed, have great, leathery, bat-like wings.

I found myself back in the room with my creator. She was warning me that there was someone, like us, that was trying to end me. There would be an orange dot, like a laser scope, when he was near and hunting. As she said this, an orange and fiery dot played across both of us. I ran with all my speed up several floors and to a window. I paused for a few moments, and then the dot played across me again.

The view shifted, and I was seeing the dream from the sidewalk outside the old building. Two eyes, and they were mine, fell to the pavement. Dust and ashes cascaded to the ground near the eyes. Had I been killed as I leapt off of the building, out of the window, high above? A few moments passed, and then the ashes pulled themselves together. I leapt up and spun, slicing through the abdomen of my attacker with a katana. Light flashed, and that moment was a silhouette. His body was in two parts, turning to ash where the sword had halved him, and we were drifting apart in slow-motion.

That’s where I woke up.