Silence kills Everything

The Vision

I sigh as I stare at the teacher blabber on about equations that I know I will never need in my life. The clock clicks as it turns to eleven in the morning, class doesn't end until noon....great. To add to my boredom I have no friends in this class, mainly because they all pretty much don't notice me, but whatever.

I sneeze as I get a familiar tingly sensation in the back of my head. It crawls up until it reaches my brain and I have another one of my visions. Finally something exciting. No one but me knows that I have them. To me they're something special, something precious, it's my way of cheating life.

I smile as I travel through the same grey and green void that is my mind. I feel like I'm flying until I stop and land in an old rickety country house. It has rust in its hinges and one of its windows is broken. Even for an old house, it looks like it's been through a hundred of years. To prove my point it has vines crawling and covering the walls. I see a man walk in, it's an older looking version of me except with light brown hair. As he opens the door I get a child going through my whole body.

As he walks in I follow him to learn why he would even enter a place like this. The floor boards creek and I get a feeling that someone is watching us, more like me. I think my past self noticed as he tightens his dark grey jacket around himself and blesses himself with the rosary around his neck. After we reach the kitchen I pale as I notice a small bloody knife on the counter and some hanging rope in the ceiling. I look to my past self and see him shed one tear. This can't be good. In my other visions he has never cried
We pass the kitchen and head upstairs to where the bedrooms are at. I'm surprised that the stairs and second floor are holding up. Once again we get a huge chill through our whole bodies, but this time something horrifying happens. I get the metallic scent of blood, never in any vision I've ever had, had I got to use my senses, let alone the sense of smell. My past self keeps walking and stops at the bedroom all the way down the hall. Unlike the others, this one one looks to be in effect shape, except for the claw marks on the door. My past self opens the door and I pale at what I find.

Inside is what you would find in a regular bedroom. A twin sized bed, a closet and a dresser. Along with that there is even a lamp and a tiny, old fashion television. On the bed is a woman around her twenties laying on the bed. She barely has any clothes and what she has on makes me want to both blush and pray to God to help her. She has on a white ripped up skirt. Clear blood stains are shown, some new and fresher than others. I don't know if she has any underwear but I hope she does. Then, on her chest she has on is a bra. It's a plain black bra with blood stains on it as well.

My past self kneels to reach her eye level and sets down the suitcase he brought with him. "Dear wake up....how do you feel" he says with dread and worry in his voice. The women wakes up and I cringe. Her eyes are completely red with a tint of black. She tries to lounge onto my past self. Luckily he gets up and moves to the side as she hits the wall hard. She gets up and looks fine, but I notice a body sized smudge of fresh blood on the wall. She cracks her neck and starts to laugh. It echoes and I have to cover my ears as I would've gone I insane if I hadn't. My past self lets another tear fall and walks over to her "leave her body. Or else!" He then pulls his arms back and throws a punch. Sadly the woman anticipated this and drove a knife into his arm. It's long enough that I gets stuck through his wrist. I scream in pain as my birth mark burns and so does my past self. The woman keeps laughing and stands in front of him. My past self looks up and growls "I'll kill you. I swear it". He gets up and pulls out the knife from his knuckles. We both wince when he does. Soon the knife is through the woman's heart and she falls. She then gets up and finally speaks. Her voice isn't human, it's demonic "insolent man. Your soul mate died a long time ago". Right when he says that I see her pull a blood red blade out of her stomach. She points it at my past self's neck and when she is about to cut his head off I wake up.

I pant as I'm now sweating and everyone is looking at me. I laugh a bit "s-sorry, I had a nightmare and it's still going on". Everyone buys it and turns around. I sigh in relief but then feel a new feeling. It's a ping in my heart, not a beat, but a ping. I put my hand over it and then I hear a faint ping coming from somewhere in the school. Could it be? Is my vision coming true? I run up and out of the class. I run down the hall as the ping gets louder and louder......

((A/N chapter one is up. If you want more than please review. I'm doing my best with grammar and punctuation. Give me feed back, I really need it 😊))