Onions

My house was as empty as a dish without onions. I always had my Netflix on blast. How else was I supposed to hear it? My eyes were glued to the subtitles when the phone first rang. My first thought was Why must they interrupt my binge-watching? I just closed the phone. It rang 2 more times. A deep voice emitted from the phone I never answered. “Where….is….my….son!”. This startled me. The man? on the phone sounded like he was weeping. I remained stunned in silence. He repeated himself, this time with fewer pauses. 

I finally spoke, “What?”. He kept repeating himself, getting louder each time. I felt like his voice was all I could hear. 

He suddenly stopped his demonic chanting. The silence that rang out was deafening. Then he shouted “You donkey! I am coming.” and ended the call. The time for the call was 6:66. A time that should be impossible. 

I waited a few minutes before unpausing. I eventually got wrapped up in my show until I heard a shuffle coming from behind me. I had forgotten to close the blinds and caught a glimpse of movement in the corner of my eye. I was terrified. I moved to a corner of the room where I could see everything, including the window and front door. Then I waited.

I began to doze off. 

BANG! It was so sudden that I was glued in place. The door had just been broken open.  I must have been asleep for a while, the TV automatically turned off. A pair of brown eyes floated in the darkness. The whispering began as soon as I stared into them. “My son.” followed by “Donkey”. I knew when I woke up this would be the weirdest nightmare yet. I thought Gordan Ramsey had come for me. I hoped I was right. 

The eyes drew nearer. I blinked and they were gone. I got up to go and turn on the lights. That’s when it happened. 

A green hand gripped my shoulder. I hadn’t noticed the whispering stopped until it began. This time it was yelling “MY SON!”. I tried to move but the grip only tightened. I was trapped.

The last thing I heard was “ONIONS” before something sharp pieced my stomach. As I was falling the creature turned on the light. Shrek looked infuriated. His eyes had a madness unlike any on-screen before. I begged for mercy or help. He just smiled.

As I grew closer to the light he whispered “D̴̨͇̭̤͚̬͖̫͔͈̹̍̀̀͒̄̄̋͊͑̊ǒ̷̡͙͙̼̰̝̺̻̘̯͗̏͂̋͛̐̂̾̈̉͘̕͘͜͠n̸̡̛̂̊̔͐k̵͈̗̲̻̻̟̉͆ȃ̶͔̫͙̠̣͖̅ë̶̻͓̞̺̘̹̦͈̫̰̲̪͉̩̞͒̾̀̄͝͝”. Then everything went black. I never awoke because that wasn’t a nightmare, it was reality.