Death's game

Chapter 9~ the safety of a friend

Energy building as I ran, I headed for my dorm.

The tortuous dream replayed in my mind over and over each time sending a fresh wave of agonizing pain.

I ran with determination and adrenaline, there was no real energy, just survival and fear instincts.

Tears fell slowly down my cheeks as another wave of pain racked my body.

Each time the last wave hit in replay in my mind, I felt the deadly sensation of being crushed into oblivion. I had no idea how I could still feel the pain with that intensity, but it was beginning to take its toll.

Breathing hard and on the brink of collapsing, I reached the second floor. Just as my feet hit the landing and another spurt of pain raced through me, my "energy" gave out and I fell to the ground. Darkness blurred my vision as I fell unconscious.

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"Annabelle?" A worried voice called distantly, yanking me back to a form of slight consciousness.

My vision was extremely blurred as I began to come back awake.

"Annabelle?" The voice called again, closer and clearer.

My vision began clearing and I realized that I was laying on a bed instead of the floor where I'd gone unconscious.

As my sight came all the way back, my eyes flicked around the room as I attempted to gage my surroundings.

"Annabelle are you ok?" The voice asked urgently.

Finally placing the voice, my eyes located the individual it belonged to. Will.

He sat on the edge of his bed, looking at me with great concern.

"What happened?" I asked groggily in my confused and slightly dazed state.

"I don't know, I found you passed out in the middle of the hallway with these things stuck to your temples." Will explained as he held up two of the extremely creepy electric suction cups.

That had to be what generated the pain. I will forever despise suction cups from this day forth!

"I-" trying to respond, I found myself at a loss for words. But then the damn dream decided to go on repeat again.

Like before, when the final wave hit pain coursed through my body causing me to seize up and curl into a ball. It was only slightly less intense due to the 2 suction cups that Will had removed from my head.

"Belle?" Will placed his hand on my shoulder, concern heavy in his eyes.

"I- ow- it-" I stuttered trying to explain, but the dream repeated again before I could.

I writhed in pain, no adrenalin coming to my aid this time around.

"Belle?!" Will pulled me into a sitting position, holding me arms length away and staring into my eyes.

"Ahhhh!" I yelled in pain as the wave crashed again in my mind.

"What's happening?!" Will stared into my eyes, a look of worry covering his entire being.

"I- I" I tried to speak as I made a conscious effort to block the dream for my mind, "I think there's more suction cup things!"

"Where?" Will asked, staring intently at me and trying to help in any possible way.

"I don't KNOW!" I screamed the last part as pain jolted through me again.

Will ringed his hands around my neck, his eyes widening, "there's one on the back of your neck."