Sometimes I have really crazy dreams. I lose track of reality. I forget that it's not real. Or is it? There has been a story playing in my mind for years now and sometimes it makes me wonder if I'm traveling into a different world? This is part three. If you haven't read part one or two. It's called The dream: Part Ichi and Part Ni. Here let’s have a listen.
I'm walking on a bridge. It's fogging outside where it feels like the middle of fall. The wind is cold but not enough to bite at my skin. I notice the waters below were calm. Everything seemed peaceful but frightening at the same time. In the distant I could see a forest of trees lining the scenery; there were no buildings or cities. I was in the middle of nowhere it seemed. I walked down from the bridge that led to a gravel path. There was a boy standing there. He looked at me once and when he registered on his face that he knew me, his eyes grew wide, scared even, and he took off running.
I screamed, "Wait!"
He didn't stop running.
I took a couple steps to run after him, but he was gone so quickly into the fog. It was no use to chase after him.
I looked around the river that cut the forest in half, there was a man on the other side, and he was waving to me. I tried to look closer, but he was too far away. His silhouette looked extremely familiar. I couldn't place him. I walked closer along the edge to see if I could get a better look. The water started to touch the toes of my shoes. I was getting too close to the water. When I looked up at the spot where the man was, he was gone. I looked along the river’s edge, but there was no sign of him. Once again, someone had disappeared into the fog. I started to finally feel the cold of the wind, because my body started to shake. I didn't need to stand here any longer so I started off in search for a house, a cabin, anything that could provide warmth.
"Morganna!" a deep toned voice called out.
I spun around and I saw the man running towards me. As he got closer, His features were clearer. His eyes were the ones that gave him away. I met him before.
"Morganna!" he called out again as he finally reached me, wrapping his arms around me. I crashed into his chest from the force of his run. I stood still I didn't move. I couldn't place him still, but I knew him.
I stood back from him, his face turned into confusion.
"Morganna?" he asked.
"I'm sorry...I... I don't know you." I said quietly.
"Yes you do. Think hard about it." He said.
I tried for a moment to recall him, but I couldn't. I had no idea who this man was.
He sighed then grabbed my shoulders, "Listen Morganna," he began, "You are in your dream."
He saw the confusion on my face. "We've already been through this. You have to remember."
I took a step back, "I'm in my dream." I said out loud. It didn't seem real.
That is when I felt a strange shock in my fingers, a jolt of electricity ran through my whole entire body. I grabbed my stomach and fell to the ground. I was screaming out in pain.
"Morganna! Don't fight it. It'll be okay." The man said rushing to my side. He held my head in his hands and started to shush me.
I was screaming so loud my vocal chords ached. The pain radiated from every joint, every muscle in my body. It was a pain worse than death. When I felt like it couldn't get any worse, the apex of the pain, that’s when bits of memories started to flood through. There was a mall. There were people. There was a woman with bony fingers. Her facial expression was angry. Then there was this man, the man that was holding me; I remembered his smile. I remember him telling the woman that she couldn't have me. I remember him telling me I was in my dream.
Everything started to click inside my mind. The pain subsided quickly as soon as I realized my past. I sat up on the ground. He looked at me and said with a smile, "It sure does hurt, doesn't it?"
I was still confused. "How did you know I was here? What was that pain? Where am I?" I asked. I had a million questions.
He laughed a little bit, "Slow your roll Morganna. We'll get to that. Right now we need to get somewhere safe. The young boy you met when you got here, he isn't on our side."
"What do you mean 'our side'?"
"There are two sides here in the dream world. The dream walkers, that's us, and the Snatchers, that's the people who want you."
"Dream wal-"
"Yes, Dream walkers."
I was trying to wrap my head around this. Was this real? Was my mind just making things up? I couldn't tell.
"C'mon lets go." He said as he grabbed my arm.
"Where are we going?" I asked.
"Anywhere but where we are. The boy saw us, so that means he already let some of the snatchers know we're here."
I nodded, I couldn't form words. I followed him through the forest. It seemed like miles until we finally reached a clearing. The plants around the clearing seemed dead, like they were hanging on what little life force they had left.
"That’s strange." I said as I reached out and touched a black drooping rose.
"Don't M-" he began, but it was too late. I had touched the rose and it sliced my finger so deep blood instantly began to rush down my hand.
"I didn't know-"I said and I quickly passed out with the sight of blood.
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