His Sickness:09

As the first day had ended, the sickness got me, and I felt the unavoidable urge to sleep.
So I finished the sewing her up, and almost instantly feel asleep.
I dreamt about a golden cathedral, full of black. As if the huge void black similar to "outerspace" was the ceiling, the altar held a white void ball.
The ball had imprinted the words

"you are going to kill me"

and as read those words, my eyes slowly opened to an undesired sight.

Blood.