The Devil's Playground

Chapter 3: Nightmare

I woke up warm, and under a blanket. I was in my bedroom, did someone rescue me? Is everything okay now? What happened to the person who captured me? I climbed out of my bed, looking down at myself. I saw I was still wearing the crimson stained clothes that I was wearing whilst kidnapped. Maybe I was too tired to get changed or someone just placed me here, either way I was just happy to be back in my bedroom and safe.

I decided to go downstairs and find my mum. But I couldn't find her anywhere, she wasn't in the living room, bedroom and kitchen, nowhere to be seen. I decided to turn on the TV, It was a news report that wasn't normal at all. All I could see was the anchorman with his head laid flat on his desk, the headline at the bottom read "This is your nightmare Adam Cooke!!!!!!!!" The anchorman raised his head, his eyes were wide as possible and his mouth was sewn together, I turned around to find my mum exactly the same. fear ran through my body. This was absolutely crazy, what was I living in? I really was in a nightmare.

I ran outside of the house to find myself standing on blackness, everything was dark. My house disappeared behind me, it was like standing on the brink of nothingness......All of a sudden I was surrounded by all the people I care about and love, they all had their eyes wide open and their mouths sewn together. What was I trapped inside of, I noticed something odd. Where was Wayne in all of this? Was this nightmare showing me that I don't care about Wayne.....But he's like a brother to me, why would I not care about him?

All of them at once were saying the same thing to me in a dark and demonic voice. "DIE....DIE....DIE....DIE....DIE...." All of their voices were being implanted in my head and I cant stop them, I don't want to be in here any more, I really need to wake up. They all ran at me at once, reaching out to me. As soon as they reached me I shot back up awake, instead I was in the hell hole again I was back in reality.

 "So how did you sleep Mr Cooke. I hope you didn't have any nightmares, I mean you need to stay focused after all if you want to survive this place. The door is open for you now, so please enjoy yourself and have fun. But do remember if you escape, this place takes a part of you with it." A part of me with it? I just want to get out of here, This place may only take a part of me but not all of me. I will get out of here, this place will not hold me forever. This is not my type of playground, I am ready for task 3. Time to continue with my escape route.