TFTS part one

(Authors note: well this is my original written version it is a very rough sketch of the story itself. Don't criticize me on the way my grammar is… its 3 years old maybe even 4… I started it in the sixth grade and now I'm in ninth. So my grammar and events will be better in my new version. I kept this copy, and I am giving it to the public because I was proud of myself for sticking to what I wanted to do most. I am also extremely happy for uploading it, I want to thank Resisters I will not get mad or get upset if you say that an area needs work or even that the story could be better in which it can. Say your thoughts I will not mind. Just keep it PG- 13 please. So if you read this whole thing I thank you for doing so!)
(HELP NEEDED: if you have a character (must be a furry character or fursona. Some human characters may be added later on, I need good names also) that you would like for me to put into this story then I would be happy to. Give a description of the character in writing or in picture format, does not matter. I'm going to be honest… at times I can be lazy… at times I can be the most creative person… I also ran out of ideas for characters to put into my story as it is now. I have more but I want to see what the people want me to add. Thank You ALL!!!)
THIS STORY HAS NO SPACES OR INDENTS like I said it is a rough copy.
And also on a happy note I added more plausible additions to the copy itself enjoy.
Part one
Name; unknown (help naming)
I have found the answer… I need the key… I found the door… the one… who possesses the key is you… Krystal find the key… it is closer than you think… you are the key… The voice in Krystal's head fades away. She wakes up startled of what she just heard and the words still ring with that… ghastly voice of the unknown, it had told her something but what was it? She thought hard about the already deciphered riddle that was whispered to her in her sleep. She kept pondering on the thought of maybe that it was a threat, a foreshadowing of the future, or even a bad dream that had just come about? She stared bewildered about the subject at hand she laid on her back in the middle of her room. This was brightly colored with many blues, reds, greens, yellows. Her room was not very large in the apartment she owned, her desk was nearly right next to her bed. She tossed and turned every night all night and she found herself leaning off the side of her bed and she wonders how she has not ever hit her head on the desk. She stared at the desk as she wondered. But she soon drew a blank on the subject and decided to write down what she decided on. She wrote on the paper, "tonight I had one of the strangest dream a kind that I don't even think many have had. I'm going to ignore it now but I can't seem to get the subject out of my mind. Tomorrow I think I'm going to walk downtown to say hi to the commander to try to solve the issue of, my boredom. I want to go to a movie or even go to a park just something to do… he must feel the same being cooped up in those barracks all the time. Well, we will see what tomorrow brings, and hope these nightmares will stop once I see a familiar face. He can lighten any one's face even the most Depressed person will have a smirk or a laugh with him. And right now that's all that I really need is a laugh." Krystal took the piece of paper that she wrote her thoughts on and placed it in a drawer where she kept all of her journals and writings. She walked back to her bed and lay back down and went to sleep anticipating that the next day will be a good one. She hoped to fall asleep quickly but… the nightmare continues. (Note original subject majority is changed) Krystal fell into a deep sleep, a sleep that did not last long… She saw visions of herself in the future, buildings were nothing but rubble, fire and the dead were spread along the sides of the streets, and in the distance a red glare, and the taunts that only a creature from the deepest depths of hell could make… the once blue skies were now blacked out by clouds of smoke and ash and an red glare that could only be seen through open patches though the clouds… all was lost, what used to be a metropolis is now what resembles something from the apocalypse games that the commander used to play… in the middle of it all lay the commander himself in a mangled position and in a pool of blood. Krystal stood standing in the middle of it all holding the knife that killed him, she just stood there no motions or emotions of any sort were seen at all… the nightmare continued for another few minutes… but then it ended when Krystal finally woke up. When she woke up it was morning and she hoped that things would only get better from then on. But they didn't…

To be continued
Because I'm tired…