I ran, ran as fast as my legs would take me, through this horrifying carnival. Maybe the mad man was still behind me, I don't know I wouldn't look back afraid of getting caught and have something horrible happen to me. I saw the gate, I was running straight toward it. But the only question was would I be able to shut it close when I slipped through. I reached the gate and swung it open. It appeared I was staring at a barbed wire fence. No way I could get over that.
"It's just an illusion," I tell myself.
"You're wrong, Jason it's real can't you feel it?" A cold voice whispers into me ear. I jerk away jumping away from this man.
"Who are you?" I ask while backing away he appears behind me, startling me.
"Not who, what." He says as an evil smile appears on his face.
"Wha-"
"A magician." He replies.
"More like an illusionist." I mutter.
"An illusionist, eh?"
"Get away from me."
I run towards the middle of the carnival thinking someone could save me. I knew I couldn't be saved. I knew it, I would die tonight. I get to the middle of the carnival just to see it appear behind me.
"Its just an illusion keep moving," I whisper to myself. I walk through the gate, grab my bike and ride as fast as this bike could take me. I rode until I couldn't take it anymore. I stopped and sat down trying to catch my breath. I think I lost him. Did I? My stomach growled as it begged for food. There was an apple tree with an old man sitting against it. His icy gaze stared at me. I walked toward the man.
"Excuse me, sir? Could I have an apple please?" I ask.
"Certainly," He said with a croaky voice. He took one off of the tree and handed it to me and I ate it. It tasted very sour and sweet at the same time creating a delightful taste in my mouth.
"Thank you," I say.
I finish the apple then throw it into a trash can. I sit down felling a bit dizzy, suddenly I heard the illusionists cold voice laughing. He walked over to me but I ran towards my bike when nausea hit me like a blow to the stomach.
"What-what do you want from-from me?" I ask as my head explodes in pain. A scream rips itself from my throat as he slides a knife across my back.
"I want you dead." He says as my vision turns black. I stared at the black void that lay under me. It was even more massive and horrifying then the last time. I could see all the bad things that had happened in my life and others lives. It was completely terrifying as I watch someone die, someone getting hit by a car, someone being pushed off a cliff. I stood there as I was being forced to watch as the bad things happen and now what had happened to me was even more terrible than anything I had seen in the black void. My body jolts upward as I am awaited by a dark room I couldn't see a thing just darkness. Blood dropped from the wound on my back. My now blood-stained-shirt was soaked with water and sweat. I couldn't do anything but wait as my terrible fait came closer and closer. Tick tock, tick tock the sound became louder as I followed the sound. Tick tock, tick tock. Finally it became so loud it was ringing in my ears. Tick, tick, tick, tick, tock, tock, tock, tock. I took the last step which wasn't actually a step it was air I was falling. My eyes squeezed shut knowing that I was going to die as I hit the ground which sent a jolt to my legs. I didn't die. I was alive I stepped toward the ticking sound and I saw it the illusionist. The wall pushed me off of the stairs and I was sent to the illusionist. Something tackled me to the ground and held me there while the illusionist grabbed his knife. I felt his claws slice across my back he dug the knife into my body. I died... Or did I...
To be continued... or will it?
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