People say dreams have a meaning, well, i started to believe that sentence once i experienced this dream.
It was dark, a calm night, you could hear shots fired in the distance: artillery, bombers, mortars, anything you’re imagining yourself right now. Apparently, i am an Italian partisan, in Italy? Wearing german uniform? By the looks and the weapons we had i believe its the 1945s, and me wearing german uniform despite them being our enemies didn’t bother me since we didn’t have any other uniform to distinguish ourselves.
We all sat in a big warehouse/mansion, couldn’t really see, there were a lot of people, they all spoke Italian, and me? Well i wish i knew Italian, i just kept mumbling something first in my native language with some partisan, then speaking gibberish.
Our Mission? Turns out i know it already, wait til the sunrise inside the warehouse and then move to the coast via a small road, simple-Or, atleast, that’s what the commander told…
Suddenly, the sun appeared, we all started boarding a truck with Italian flag, our numbers somehow had shrunken since the last time in the warehouse, i, to this very day don’t know what happened to the rest.
After some time, we decided to leave the truck in the woods and move to the coast marching, slowly, our lee enfields or whatever the rifle we had ready. It was all good and calm, or i though…
We were close and almost near the coastline so far, but then, a figure near the sandy coast! It was slowly approaching us, too slowly rather…I aimed my rifle, ready to shoot.
I don’t remember this part well but for some reason, out of our whole squad, i was the one who noticed the figure, i just kept my aiming stance and held for a signal, an order, anything our commander would tell me to do. I looked at the figure again, it is already here talking to my friends?
The partisans made a circle around that figure for some questioning, they were just discussing plans calmly. Confused, i went to talk to him because i felt bad for almost shooting him. When i approached near, my friends suddenly took a step back, the figure started screaming at me as if it was a drill sergeant “SHE IS GONNA SCREECH NOW, GET READY, WHEN SHE SCREECHES, CHARGE!”
And then i remembered, we were tracking a potential hive nest near the coastline, but it was too late…
“SHE IS COMING, T3S EVERYWHERE, NO CADES, RUN!”, says the commander, abandoning his post, leaving the squad using the truck that was kilometers away and just teleported near.
Then there i saw them, she screeched, i couldnt heard a word, i dropped my rifle, laying down, crying, the screeches vibrating and ground shaking mote violently as they came near me, when i was sure it was the end, i woke up.