Like Minds - To my beloved Maraclea

Chapter twenty - It's just a dream

Alex:

It felt quite good that Nigel didn't resisted my offer this time. It was pretty surprisingly, though, because I expected him to tell me I had to sleep first. When I felt him wrapping his arm around my shoulders, I rubbed my cheek gently over his chest until I laid completely comfortable. After that, I closed my eyes - waiting for the boat that would transport me to the land of dreams and hopefully merriment. I was afraid of having nightmares again, like I had often lately. They were haunting me. Especially Susan her face. Even though her voice had lightly chased away by time now, but she still yelled at me in my sleep to help her, to safe her.

I swallowed and embraced Nigel tightly as I suddenly saw a vision again. Seeing how she got captivated against two spades on a horrifying way, as if she got crucified.

Nigel:

There were other visions with that.. Including the body of Josh, missing a hand. It took a while before Alex was able to figure out it were not his own dreams, it were Nigel's, he never broke the connection after all.

Nigel had never told Alex how the police found Susan. He wanted to spare the details to him. But it turns out his mind thought otherwise. And the now innocent looking boy in Alex arms was dreaming of the victims he murdered mercilessly. Sometimes his father passed through, screaming with a gun, and his mother crying, but the victims came back most.. And Alex.. Or well not Alex, but Jack, came back in his dreams even more often, acting more manipulative and egocentric than ever.

Alex:

I narrowed my eyes while I pressed Nigel closer to me. I got terrified by horrifying visions, about Josh missing a hand, Susan - how she got killed mercilessly. The frightened thing was that I saw everything by the view of the murderer. Like I was the murderer. Like I killed them without any emotion. I gritted my teeth and began to sob audible in my sleep while I clamped myself at Nigel his body like I was going to die if I would release him out of the embrace.

I wanted to wake up, but I couldn't. It was like something left me here, without a way to go back to my body. I probably begged loudly for someone to wake me up from the inside. The visions about the man who pointed a gun at the woman, made me even more confused. I saw that vision from another view. Like I stood at the other side of the room, watching them.

Suddenly I opened my eyes. I had woken up. I pressed myself away from Nigel, hitting my back against the wall and staring with big terrified eyes at him like he was a ghost.

'Don't ever do that again to me,' I hissed. I gasped audible and wrapped my arms around my legs while shaking my head and mumbling that I wasn't a killer. This had just driven me insane.

Nigel:

Nigel woke up by the sound of Alex' screaming and he flung up as well, looking at Alex worriedly.

"What's wrong!?" he asked quickly, having no clue what got into Alex head. Was he hallucinating again?

Nigel frowned confused when he told him not to do that again, and he was about ask what when he already saw all the things going through Alex' head, hís dreams. He swallowed and studied Alex, who seemed to be in some kind of shock.

He moved closer carefully and softly touched Alex' knee.

"Alex?" he said softly, as if he was talking to a startled animal, "It's alright.. Alex, look at me. Please."

Alex:

As Nigel suddenly flung up as well, I crouched and pressed myself even closer against the wall - this time while pressing my hands against my head while gritting my teeth like I was in a terrible pain. My head was struggling with the truth and the lies. I was too confusing that I didn't trust myself right now. I didn't trust anyone or anything.