the water wall

Date: 11/23/2016

I was in a different time period, I'm not sure what but I believe it was the 19th century and I lived in a house with many other young women who were waiting to be married off to suitors. As far as I could tell the men were adequate and the girls were satisfied with their consorts. When it was my turn to be wed I met two men, one who was pleasant and I felt a connection with, the other was a the caretaker of the property the house was on. He was insane and obsessed with me. The headmistress of the house chose the good man for me and we were set to marry. The caretaker was furious at the decision and men who were suitors for the girls began disappearing. Then one evening I followed the caretaker with my fiancée and we saw him throwing a man over the stone wall that stopped the violent waters that came from the fall. No one could survive the current. We ran to subdue the caretaker in the midst of our struggle he pushed my fiancée over the wall into the vicious water below. I screamed for him and the caretaker began dragging me away telling me I was his now and we would be married. I struggled against him and called for the mistress who came to my aid but was struck by the caretaker. I got out of his grip and ran to the wall jumping into the wall of water. When I hit the current below I saw my fiancée and we held each other trying to find a way out. Everything went black and I woke up.