Random dream

Camping. "We're going jogging", she says. She grabs her jacket and I tie my shoes. We walk out the door into the thick air, soaked in dew. She takes off ahead of me, and no matter how hard I try I cannot catch up to her. She looks over her shoulder, smiling. I can't help but smile back and play her game. She sticks her hand behind her, without turning around. I grab it and she pulls me forward. We're running right next to each other. I look over at her, gleaming, so proud to be there. Then, taking one step too many, we fall into a gap, somewhere between thoughts and ideas, underneath clouds and nebulas of brainstorming. Gray matter cover the walls around us, getting taller by the second. They reach and pull, catching clumps of our hair and ripping our clothes. As the ground nears, the smell of burning works its way up my nostrils. It crawls down my throat and I scream it back up. It's all I can taste. We hit with a soft thud and we sink into the layers of rock. I open my eyes and see her in front of me, smiling that damn smile, not a scratch on her. She holds out her hand again and I take it, leaving behind a kidney and a lung that had slipped too far down. We look up, a thin string of light is all that was left from where we'd come from. Still, we walk hand in hand in any direction. It didn't matter where we went. God knew all I want is to be with her. We walk but don't say a word. In this, our Grand canyon, walls covered in pestilence. A slow, rolling growl starts somewhere in front of us. We are face to face with a wall of water within seconds. She looks at me that split second before the water hits and I can tell that whatever light she has is going out. It hits and to our surprise we are like boulders. It phases us like a gust of wind, and out of euphoria we collapse. We lay at the bottom for days. Our walls are still crawling and the string of light is getting thinner. We come out of it and breathe our first air in six days. She slips her hand around my back and kisses me. I press my face into her shoulder. Her skin is soft and her breathing is quick and faint. We continue our journey, wading through the newly formed river. Neither of us ask how we got here, but we still wonder. Through that crack in the sky? It screams. Everything echoes. The moans of the people on the walls are deafening. Their faces make me nauseous so I try to keep my attention focused on her. Her. She was the only thing I ever really saw. Something up ahead catches my attention. The water was moving. Then I saw him, 20 times the size of any man, sitting on the rocks in a dark area. The whites of his eyes and the palms of his hands glowing. He jumps in front of us as we get closer. His eyes empty, all that's left are the remnants of a person. Bloodthirsty. He ran toward us with his arms up and his fingers twitching. I tried to step in front of her but he reached her first. He grabs her wrist and twists, bones snapping ring in my ears. I stumble toward him to push him away and my arm lands right in his mouth. I reach down inside of him and push my fingers in until they tear holes through his stomach. He bites down and two rows of razor sharp teeth sink into my shoulder. My arm dangles by the side of my body, hanging on by whatever fragments of bone are still connected. I'm disabled. He wears a tiny blade and he stabs it into her. She screams and cries and I can't do anything about it. She scrambles up onto the rocks and he runs after her. There is a scuffle and I'm sure she's going to lose until she trips him. He falls on his back and gives her enough time to start pounding on his head with nothing but her fists. She doesn't stop until his head is misshapen and disconnected from his body. She picks it up and turns around, covered in blood, her smile is back. She's forgotten about the water, the crack in the sky. The rocks are wet. This skull is hard for her to carry. She slips. I run for her but the water won't let me. She snaps her head on the ground and the head twenty times the size of her own comes crashing down. It splits her open. Her face goes blank. Her body lies there, twitching. Blood is everywhere, it turns this river red. We're burning in the same fire, but now she's dead.