FUCKED BY THE FAKE PRIEST

"You can't hide from me, Anna!" Anna ran in the woods, the birds singing, the echoes of the cold and dark forest loud around her. Two strong men chased her fiercely, neither of them wearing a smile. She ran tiredly and decided to rest at a tall tree close by, hiding herself there. She sat down, crying silently, looking at the two men who ran in the opposite direction close to her. "Anna, come out now!" she heard her uncle calling. "There are wolves and poisonous snakes in these woods. If you don't come home, you won't survive the night here!" Walking closely on the dry grass, Anna could hear his footsteps coming closer to the trunk she was hiding behind. She covered her mouth, avoiding even the slightest sound. Breathing heavily, she didn't move an inch. She stood motionless under the dark shadows of the trunk as her uncle Arnold walked past her. She remained still. "Anna!" he called again. "You can't hide that beauty from the world. I'm doing you a great favor-let the world see you." His voice echoed through the dark and silent woods. From where she was hiding, she could see the two men and her uncle searching for her as they split into different directions. She saw them leaving and decided to look for a safer spot. As she tiptoed backward, trying to escape, she ran into her uncle. He was grinning wickedly, looking at her with evil intentions. He held onto her tightly, as if he wanted to rip her skin off her flesh. "Hey, beautiful... where do you think you're going?" he said. Anna's heart skipped a beat as she shouted, "Nooooo!" With a heavy heartbeat and a thunderstorm raging outside, Carden woke up. He looked around and saw his friend lying close to him. His heart was still pounding heavily. He stood up to close the window because rain was splashing onto the floor through it. He walked back to the bed. "This feels so real... Who's the distressed lady? I haven't met her once, but her tears keep tormenting my every dream. This is more than a dream-it's a call for redemption," he said quietly amidst the thunderstorm outside. "I will find her," he whispered, lying down on the bed and trying to get more sleep, but he ended up counting the ceiling instead. In the Morning "What's up, man?" Carlos said, looking at Carden who was walking toward the kitchen looking tired. "I heard you shouting last night but I was too tired to wake up. Still that nightmare again, right?" Carlos asked rhetorically, like he already knew the cause of Carden's sleepless nights. "Yes, that nightmare again. It feels so real. It seems like a cry for redemption, but I don't know this lady... so why does she choose to torment my peace? It's crazy. How can I find her so she can leave my dreams alone?" Carden said, looking tired and helpless as he tried to make