I was older. Maybe 20 or 18. But I wasn't me, I was Lyn-Z (yes, this dream is kinda like a Gerard/Lyn-Z story)
I was mad at my parents because of something I couldn't remember, so I ran away. I remember so clearly that the streets were empty, wet, and cold. A rat ran across my feet and made me jump a bit. It was FREEZING and all I was wearing were fishnet stockings, boots, a skirt, and a vest over my top to keep me warm (kinda like the stuff Lyn-Z wears on stage). I had no where to go, cos for some reason, all my friends hated me. I kinda hated myself too.
Then I see this wired fence and