It's Just a Horsefly

Chapter 5

she looked around the wide space of white around her, panic filled her brain as she sat on the ground. where was she? who was she? John, where did John go. she stood herself up wandering the wide field of white around her. A group of men sat in the white, two playing a never-ending chess game. two playing golf, one sat alone turning the pages of a blank book. Vivian tapped the man's shoulder.

"excuse me? are you John?" The man looked at Vivian confused he shook his head.

"Are any of you John?" The group looked at her confused one of the chess players shook his head.

"Nope, no johns here. Your welcome to chill with us if you want though." She shook her head her breath quickening as she wandered away.

"No, I need to find him, John, wheres John!" A small boy looked up at her confusion on his face as he eyed the tired lady.

"Who are you?" the boy stared at her his eyes wide with confusion.

"Have you seen John? I think we're married." The boy shook his head.

"Nope just me." He responded, she gave the boy an understanding nod before wandering further into the white. She looked around the space, overwhelmed by the vast ongoing plane around her. tears began to leak from her eyes as she looked for anything other than the blanket of nothingness surrounding her.

"john? JOHN CAN YOU HEAR ME?!?" She cried, why was she even looking for John. She didn't even know who that was. She didn't know who SHE was. She considered going back to the group of men for help. that's when she felt something wrap around her foot. She looked down at the familiar black rope that had wrapped its way around her ankle. The rope tightened as it began to pull her into the ground. The man with the book looked up in surprise.

"HELP ME!!" she screamed digging her nails into nothing. The man grasped her hand, doing his best to hold on. Her hand slipped through his the feeling of electrifying cold filled her body as she melted into the ground.

Vivian's eyes snapped open, that's right, Vivian, she was Vivian. The sound of loud snoring echoed through the room. She moved her hand from the cold hard floor touching the source of the loud noises. Soft hair ran through her fingers. she lifted her head turning towards John whose snores could beckon whales all the way from the Indian ocean. Johns's eyes flipped open catching a glimpse of Vivian's smiling face.

"Hey, are you okay? You look like you've been crying" Vivian touched her face annoyed as she realized she had been crying in real life.

"I'm fine, it was just a dream, a really bad, really weird dream." John sat himself up.

"what was it about?" Vivian tilted her head trying to figure out how to properly find the words.

"I don't really know, there were these guys, they were playing chess." John laughed a pleasant smile on his face.

"Well, that's nice."

"It wasn't nice John, there was nothing, everything was nothing. A little boy was running around without any parents and, and I couldn't find you, I didn't know where you were." John held Vivian an odd look of seriousness on his face.

"that's never going to happen, I'll always be here. I'm not going to leave you." Vivian rubbed her eyes as they, once again filled with tears.

"But, what if someone takes you from me, I don't understand any of this. what if you get, stabbed by a centipede, or, or grabbed by one of those things. What if this guy decides to shoot you, I don't want him to kill you, John." John chuckled his smile slightly weaker than it originally was. he looked over at the man who sat over his kids. The man looked at John making sure he got a clear view of his gun. John squeezed Vivian's hands.