[imagine it was a murder premonition, no

He runs a hand through his hair, but the motion is more frustrated than depressed.]

I didn't really see much. I was somewhere very cold, and I was tired. I was speaking to someone else, but I couldn't hear the words. Then the person I was talking to transformed into a monster? Or some kind of creature? And they were furious.

And then I woke up, without seeing their face or where I even really was.