The imprint of fear from last night has risen again, this time it took me by the throat. The girl who was so desperately clutching onto me was identical to my dream. According to my predictions that man would appear soon... And take our lives.  Driven by self-preservation, my body moved. I struggled to find balance as I stood up- due to my trembling legs and the girl''s grapple. She had her face buried in my chest and every time I tried to release myself, she would tighten her grip. Escaping would be difficult because she would be a burden to my speed. With no other options, I prepared my fists. My knuckles whiten and arm muscles strained. And then I struck her. The impact vibrated through her cheek and splatters of blood flung out from her mouth as she fell back.