Nightmare || Ellis Stevens

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𖨆𐬺𞠬𐬺𖨆

It's been over a week since I've started living here—well to be more precise we're surviving. Nobody could ever call what we're doing here—living.

Those things, scream all night, resulting into not letting me get a wink of sleep. So, I stay awake at night just thinking about how all this is possible. Trying to make sense of it all.

Why us?

Winnie and I were just coming back from a hiking trip and we were headed back to New York to finish our studies—none of this makes any fucking sense.

I don't care if I don't have anyone waiting for me outside this place, I don't deserve to be here—none of us do.

I've met everyone— which isn't a lot of us since many of them died before Winnie and I got here. Even after, people still died.

From either suicide or murder.

This monsters gut them, they take—or maybe eat—their organs, then just leave them behind for us to look at. For us to see what they could do.

Father Kahtri gave Winnie and I a pair of jackets just in case we lose our other ones we took for the hiking trip. He said nobody else needed it here, too many jackets and not enough people to fill them.

It's always cloudy here, the weather is usually on the chilly side, like spring time, and when the sun goes down the winds become stronger. At least that's the one thing I like about this place. Winnie always says it's me finding the beauty in the bad. I finally understand why she says that.

I still can't believe it...Donna—Winnie's mother—is alive. Everyone's said she was dead, the police at one point began giving up until Winnie said to keep searching. They did for a few more days until they left her case cold. There wasn't any evidence that she was dead but that's exactly why they thought she was. She vanished from the face of the earth.

Turns out she was just surviving in this nightmare.

"You want some?" I turn my head to see Donna offer me a banana slice. A banana Winnie gave her from her own bag. If we're stuck here together then we have to share and not be selfish pricks.

I grab the banana piece and eat it slowly since we don't have much food here. "This whole fucking place is a nightmare." I say softly as I shake my head in disbelief. "I wish that were true..." Donna says beside me. "Nightmares are in your head." She points to her head, "This...this is real." She sighs heavily turning to me and  forming—probably—the best smile she can give me right now, before getting up and walking towards one of the woman here.