Betrayal

An Endless Nightmare

As usual, I got up in the morning and got dressed. I dressed in a plain black shirtsleeve shirt, black jean's, a black leather jacket, black platform boots, some black jewelry, and to top it off winged black eyeliner, black eyeshadow, and black lipstick. Almost all of the time, my wardrobe fluctuates greatly, but I specifically put those clothes on from my mood, which was scared. I had another nightmare last night and I woke up in the middle of the night and took forever to get back to sleep, so I barely got any sleep and was extremely tired in the morning. However, I don't presume that this would've made much of a difference because I was up most of the night studying the mask I found anyway, but everywhere I look, it says that the mask doesn't exist. This is near impossible because a few years ago, the government placed hidden cameras in every inch of the public, including all of our houses. In other words, you can hide nothing from anyone anymore, but I guess River cracked the system somehow. At one point, I decided that it would have to wait until the morning, which is when the nightmare happened. Most of my dreams are like a horror film, just watching people die in horribly brutal ways, but this one was different. The dream started out in a meadow that had long grass with the sun shining and never seemed to stop, but quickly changed to a small pitch black room, with no doors or windows, no way to escape, just walls and I was curled up in a ball in a corner of the room, crying with Niko beside me. Then, the sounds started, at first, it just sounded like a little banging and rustling, but quickly progressed and got louder with each passing minute, ending in what I assumed was a slaughter, because I heard a slash of a knife and then a girl try as hard as she could to scream, the last sound I heard was the girl talking with what seemed like water in her mouth, but instantly knew it was blood she was spitting up.

This was precisely the moment when I woke up, my heart was beating so fast I thought I was going to die, but I did what I do every time this happens, blast music into my ears. Usually, this only helps my anxiety though, in a lot of cases, there's no cure for disassociating and people can't get over it, they just have to find ways to cope with it. Surprisingly, I've been functioning quite well, considering the circumstances because people don't notice that something's wrong anymore, so I've been able to mask it from most people. Immediately as I woke up, I looked around for the mask and found it on my dresser, but that's not where it was when I went to sleep, I kept it on my bedside table and didn't touch it since then. I checked to see if all the doors and windows were locked and they all were. Even though I'm technically not part of the government, I've found a way to hack into all of the hidden cameras. I tapped the left side of my dresser twice and panels came out, which were completely holographic, but accurate copies of the security camera footage the government has. When I said my full name and my address, the footage cut to all the cameras placed in my house. "One to two this morning, " I said. In reality, that was the only hour I acually slept and then woke up with the mask in a completely different place. Since I had plenty of time before I had to leave for school, I watched the whole recording and looked at the mask the whole time to watch even the slightest movement. Nothing ever happened until one fifty nine, when the mask was still on my bedside table and instantly teleported to my dresser, the rest of the whole house was still throughout the whole night. I took some notes in my book and then decided that it was time to leave the house to catch the school bus., so I put Niko and my scalpel in my pocket and waited at the bus stop.

Today on the bus again, kids from another bus came onto our bus, which I hate because my horn and bag take up a lot of room combined. At the last stop before we got to the school, I did something I highly regretted later, I told Niko for the first time to ditch me and go back home to stay there for a few minutes and then bring the mask to me inside an invisible cloak. He agreed, but I almost wish he hadn't now. When I got to the building and went to the auditorium, I nearly ran up in joy of seeing Emily. We talked for a few minutes and then they called us to go upstairs to our classrooms, but 19 told us the other day that the bus for rehearsal today, would come around nine o'clock this time because there was so many late buses last time, so I checked in with my homeroom teacher, dropped my backpack off in the classroom, and then headed right down to the main office, which I figured out the way to. I would go down the staircase on the right or on the side where the seventh grade classrooms are, down one floor, pass through the two sets of doors facing each other, then turn left at the auditorium, go through the cafeteria, and go through the doors opposite of the doors I would normally go up coming from lunch, and the main office would be where the long table is. When I got there, I was the first and a different woman who came to pick us up. Everything seemed a bit off today, not just this moment, but the whole day just seemed off. After a couple minutes, Maria came and we chatted for a bit, until Eva came and then we got on the bus for rehearsal. The bus number was different too, last time, it was four hundred ninety four or nine hundred forty nine (I can't remember) and this times, was only the number eight. I've always thought eight was my lucky number because I started playing horn when I was eight, my birthday is on October eighth, and on my eighth birthday, I went to an arcade and I won a stuffed animal.