Eyes Closed

A group of them stood at a plaza. They were well uniformed and experiencing a feeling that was bittersweet. They knew what was coming but not when. The city of Chicago was lit up, millions of people going about their day and few among them that knew what was to come. That's when it did come, a massive being made of metal flashed its red eye as it descended upon the city. The group of well dressed men and women knew they had to leave now and all rushed to a group of aircars.

One of them lagged behind, he struggled to keep up. The rest of the group was obscured behind a skyscraper but not the lagger. A man, The Man, ran to the front, yelling screaming over a deafening horn, unable to hear his own voice. A blast from the monsters eye decimated a skyscraper in seconds. The lagger kept running, focusing on his breathing, adrenaline pumping through him he had no other course of action to focus on but to run and survive. The Man kept yelling, some behind him readied the aircars.

The monster flashed another beam, it hit the plaza yards away from the lagger. It traveled toward him, meters away then feet then inches, centimeters. Gone. The man finally hears the sound of his own voice "LEROUCHE!"

Scene over. Back to the real world.

A man held tightly onto a shard of metal, the terrifying vacuum of space pulling him in. A Geth cruiser in the background, known to be a heretics. The man fell through, his armor didn't hold up, a death in the vacuum of space is what followed. The Geth evaded an answer to this for decades, just like he did. This scene didn't last long, it was already onto another.

Two men drinking, defenseless, sensless, slaughtered in exchange for credits. Their lives were worth more, the tens of dozens of mercs who died in retribution were worth more. Their bodies fell atop each other by the end of the carnage in a black void, a mountain of corpses was left standing.

The nightmare continued, a female soldier shot in the head, a grotesque sea creature took the place of the blasted off head and laughed maniacally.

Thousands of men are cut down charging across a vast field, making a wall of bodies around a group of defensless civilians. That's where he stood, on the top of the fleshy barricade of corpses, looking up at the unkillable mechanical monstrosity, gazing into it until it finally just fell over. Quaking the ground, breaking the corpses into millions of pieces that dissolve into blood and soak into the ground.

Nightmare after nightmare persists.