3 Dream Or Reality?

Jasmine widens her eyes as she sees Kobayashi's bone-chilling expression. The classroom goes dark, and Jasmine goes pale and starts sweating profusely.

Jasmine gets up slowly, trying her best to make the least amount of sound possible. Jasmine, with her left hand on her mouth to silence her breathing, reached with her right hand for her desk in search of her pencil, grazing the cool surface of the desk, tapping lightly as she searched the pitch-black room.

*Tak* Jasmine's hand hit something, she quickly grabbed a hold of it before it rolled away. "Huh? This doesn't feel like a pencil."

Jasmine traces the object with her fingers. "This is similar, but definitely not a pencil," Jasmine concludes confidently.

Jasmine picks the object up without paying much mind to it; she holds it in front of her in the pitch-black black darkness, "Shit, this won't be enough to protect me, fuck it, it's better than nothing."

Jasmine, sweating profusely, silently waits, her hands shaking as she continues to hold the object in front of her. Jasmine tries her best to keep every part of her body still, Periodically moving her eyes around the room. She waits in complete silence.

"30 min? 1 hour? How much longer do I have to fuckin stand here?" Jasmine says under her breath.

******

Jasmine's limbs start to give out; her hands slowly retreat to her side, and Jasmine falls to the floor, drenched in her sweat. Her eyes become heavy. Jasmine falls to the ground, desperate for rest; she closes her eyes.

What feels like hours fly by; no matter how tired Jasmine feels, she's unable to sleep. She squeezes her eyes desperately waiting for a few minutes of sleep, "j-just a few minutes of sleep." Jasmine mumbled.

"W-WHAT THE FUCK AM I DOING." Jasmine springs up from the ground onto her legs, breathing even heavier, and sweating two-fold from before she felt sleepy.

Jasmine felt something weird while she was about to doze off, the feeling of death. But unlike last time, she was sure she wouldn't wake up. Jasmine widened her eyes as she revised the severity of the situation. She was still confused, but her first priority was getting out of this "dream" the rest would follow.

Jasmine looked around, "shit, it's still dark." Jasmine mumbled in an annoyed tone. Jasmine, seeing no possible way out, quickly slumps to the floor, her eyes tearing up.

Just as she loses all hope she remembers something that may help in getting her out of this "dream". "KOBAYASHI! I need to kill Kobayashi," Jasmine remembered that she had killed "her mother" in the first "dream".

Jasmine got up quickly; once on her feet, she looked around; it was still pitch-black. Jasmine took in a deep breath, *Tap*; just as Jasmine was about to scream at the top of her lungs, she felt a heavy tap on her shoulder, and chills ran down her spine, *gulp* Jasmine shivered, she couldn't find the courage she had a moment ago, her eyes blurred, as she felt a tear run down her face, her facial features scrunching making an ugly appearance full of fear.

"JASMINE! ARE YOU OKAY?" A voice similar to Ataras comes from behind Jasmine and echoes throughout the pitch-black classroom.

Jasmine's face softens, and more tears flow, tears of relief; she whips her head around. Jasmine's eyes widened as she met what she thought to be Atara face-to-face, "Jasmine you are okay, right~?"

Jasmine let out a bone-chilling scream that tore through the air, crying uncontrollably, she pushed what had been in front of her instinctively. Jasmine fell to the floor, vomiting uncontrollably. A pitch-black figure wore the skin of Ataras's face; it looked to be about eight feet tall without it bending down.

Jasmine struggled to get up and ran in the direction opposite that of the figure. She stumbled over herself in the pitch-black classroom. She put her hands out in front of her body praying to hit a wall she could use to guide herself to an exit.

*THUD* *THUD* Jasmine hears multiple loud footsteps from Within the classroom, she falls to the ground head-first because of the sound of the footsteps that shook the entire classroom.

The footsteps came closer, going from slowly walking to fully sprinting. Jasmine tucked herself in a ball, shutting her eyes tight and covering her ears; she was terrified and wanted to wake up as soon as she could.

A while had passed, and Jasmine no longer felt the violent shaking, nor heard the loud footsteps. Jasmine slowly opened her eyes, she froze, and her eyes widened in fear; she opened her mouth, yet not a single sound escaped.

Laying next to her face-to-face was the figure, still wearing Atara's blood-covered face. Jasmine instinctively tries kicking the figure away, but she doesn't feel her legs following her command, she looks down, and her eyes instantly widen as tears start flowing faster. She saw her legs, neatly placed upright next to the puddle of blood created by what was remaining of her upper legs.

She tried her best to scream, yet nothing came out. She looked back at the figure still lying down next to her, she cried silently and harder, wearing a face of despair, as if trying her best to garner sympathy as a last-ditch attempt.

The figure moves its face closer to Jasmine's; Jasmine watches in horror as the figure opens its mouth, wide enough to fit a whole school desk its mouth. The figure exposes hundreds of razor-sharp teeth; it moves closer, and Jasmine crushes harder. Jasmine shuts her eyes tight.

She waits for the worst as tears flow through; she feels the figure getting closer, finally feeling many razor-sharp teeth sink into her skin. Jasmine holds her breath, squeezing her eyes as tight as possible.

Just as she feels the figure's teeth sink deeper, Jasmine jolts awake in class, falling out of her chair and on the floor, "W-what the fuck just happened?." Jasmine mumbles, eyes wide, and sweating profusely. The whole class stared at the dishevelled Jasmine. "JASMINE KING, DO NOT SLEEP IN MY CLASSROOM." The teacher yells.

Jasmine ignored the teacher, she picked herself up as though she did not have time, grabbed her school bag, and ran outside. "Fuck, I need to avoid Kobayashi for now, until I figure out what's happening and how to prevent it," Jasmine concludes.

Jasmine sprints to the locker, sweating uncontrollably, and takes her shoes out; she quickly puts them on and runs outside.

After a while of non-stop sprinting she finally spots the left turn she takes towards her home.

*HONK* *HONK* *HONK* just as Jasmine was close to reaching the left turn, she heard ear-piercing honks; she looked to her right, and her eyes met with a huge semi-truck.

Jasmine had no time to react, and was met with 10 tones of force to her body. The truck sent her flying, hitting various building before meeting the ground.

"Ah..fuck...t-this isn't in the dream place....I'm really..g-going to fucking die.." Jasmine thought with the very little bit of life left in her.

Her eyes shut, the bleeding increased and her heart sounded it's last beat...

Jasmine jolted awake. She fell to the floor, sweating profusely. "W-wait, I fucking died though..?" Jasmone mumbled confused with her eyes widened.

"JASMINE KING, DO NOT SLEEP IN MY CLASS."

"Holy shit, what the actual fuck is going on here..?" Jasmine said under her breath.