"Hey! Noah! Where are you?"
I walk around my house, I had woken up in the middle of the night and couldn't find Noah.

Probably just went on a walk.

Yet there was something nagging me. I walk around the house an endless amount of times before I hear a noise outside. I walk out the door to investigate, then I see it.
Blood.
"NOAH!"
I run over but there was nothing I could do. He was already long gone.
"I just got you back."

Then I wake up.

I race outside, there was Noah... but it was exactly the same.

Then I wake up, again and again and again and again and again.
At one point I didn't go outside, but I would see the body inside the house. If I didn't leave the bed, I would feel the sickening blood wash over my hands.
Then suddenly, I came to peace with it. It stopped disturbing me as much. This was a dream, he wasn't actually dead.
That's when my children were thrown into the mix. Then the rest of my friends. Everything I loved was dead. I couldn't handle it anymore. I even started to write on the walls with their blood. I couldn't take anymore. Everything was crumbling around me, and I couldn't fight it. I couldn't change it.

"Blood. I see blood on the wall."
"What are you talking ab-"
"Do you think Luna has something to do with this?"
"She hasn't woken up in a week, it has to be her."
I start to write something in the wall, but no reply.
"Do you think we have to use blood?"
"Maybe."
I start to write a message with the blood, however disgusting it was. Luna had been struck with a sleeping spell and she hadn't woken up. This was the only sign we had.

"Writing on the wall? It's from my friends! They're alive!"
I write what I can, shakily.
"Wake me up. Please."