I dreamed that I was in a corn field and it was endless. I was all alone and suddenly I heard movements around me, then laughter, it sounded like children. The laughs soon turned into screams and pleading voices.
I looked around and I saw skeleton's and blood, all over the ground. I turned around and saw a man being crucified. He opened his eyes and looked at me. He said, "The souls. Look at the souls, children's souls."
Out of the ground rose coffins. The corn field had disappeared by then... Thousands of coffins spread over the land. Rows and rows of coffins. Some decayed through the sides so you sould see the remains of children... Children every where, their spirits floated out of the ground. All of them had horrible faces.
