When two boys unwittingly come across a haunted version of their favorite video game, their lives are changed forever as they are sucked into a world of monsters, secret societies, conspiracies, and a prophecy dictating the coming apocalypse. This s...
The moon shone in through the windows of the infirmary, shining onto the beds opposite them with pale rays of light and filling the rest of the room with tones of a deep, calming blue. The light of the moon revealed the jagged treeline, revealing that whatever establishment this was, it was surrounded by a deep forest. And there was little sound other than the occasional cry of a nocturnal animal, and the soft breathing of two scared children.
Ashton had spent the majority of his day in bed, struggling to come to grips with the new reality he and his friend Kyle were brought into. He had spent too much of the day with tears silently rolling down his face. He was too tired to continue, simply lying under the sheets of his bed with his body on the side, balled up in the fetal position.
He wanted to believe everything was a lie. In the best of all possible worlds, he wanted all of this to be a horrible dream. He wasn't ready to accept the fact that the paranormal truly existed.
His dreams kept reminding him otherwise; ironically, dragging him back to reality.
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Every time he closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep, he was always met with the same dream that would shock him awake moments later. The dream of the horrible dead world, a post-apocalyptic Earth. A sky of pure blood-red, skyscrapers practically skeletonized into bare steel frames to act as the carapaces for monstrous, titanic things which in no way resembled any animal, vertebrate or invertebrate, living on Earth. Any humans were corpses, killed in horrific ways through either ritual sacrifice or through cruel and unusual deaths at the hands of the monsters that were now inheritors of the planet. The oceans had dried up, with the floors of each ocean having been reformed completely to resemble rows of faces numbering in the thousands, with frozen, horrified expressions each.
Out of everything that terrified him about the dream, the deep, dark hole in the middle of what used to be the Indian Ocean, which emitted a cacophony of agonized wails and screeching. Only some of them seemed human, while the others...
He was unable to sleep, simply resigning himself to lying curled up in his bed, mindlessly watching the hours go by. He didn't know how he was going to confront tomorrow.
"Hey...hey, Ashton?"
The soft whisper of his friend Kyle broke him out of his trance. "Yeah?" He responded.
"Are you having any weird dreams?" Asked Kyle.
"What weird dreams?"
"Oh, you know...the ones with the red skies and stuff."
Ashton sighed. "Yeah...yeah, I am."
"Yeah? Well...I guess I'm having them too."
Yet more proof that what they experiencing was paranormal. Ashton depressed himself, extending his body out of the fetal position and just lying in bed. If anything, he was glad he wasn't going through this alone.
