Dreamt of watching a very evil man wave his arm at the woman standing in front of him. His arm energized to black as if someone had scribbled it out with a pencil. The woman screamed and she was pulled into Hell, where she was confined to a long, narrow ditch-like grave. Each time she tried to pull herself free she was again torn apart, each time in a different way. Sometimes her skin would be ripped off. Sometimes her bones pulled out. Sometimes she’d be reduced to a splatter of blood and fragmented bone. Her screaming didn’t stop.
I looked around and saw a multitude of other graves. Each with a woman bound in it. Each being tortured over and over again. Each in a different way.
I woke up with a start.