Bathed in a warm light, everything else in near darkness. There is nothing here. I turn,looking in every direction. Nothing. Where am I?
I turn once more and see him standing there in front of me, just out of reach with an old friend of his. A friend I would be more than happy to see anywhere but by his side but there nevertheless. Surrounding them, stacks of suitcases and bags. All with dates and his name on them. What are the bags for? Is he going somewhere? Leaving me? And why is she there?
I blink.
She's gone.
Well not gone. She kind of morphed into one of the bags in front of my eyes....... Huh?
Looking back to him, he extends his arm out telling me to come. I start walking to him but am met by a rush of cold air. The warmth from the light has left me. I search for the light that surrounded me and can see that I have left it behind. I've walked away from it....and as I stand there it gets further and further away. I keep walking towards him and it gets colder and colder the closer I get to him.
The comforting warmth is completely gone now and has been replaced by a burning hot sensation accompanied by flames engulfing the surrounding nothingness. Somewhere in the distance, screams and cries can be heard.... It sounds like .....he's crying? I look over at him as he takes my hand with a smile on his face and he walks me further and further into the flames, suitcases trailing behind.
I can feel myself being burned away but I can't GET away. I'm stuck by his side. I can't move in any other direction apart from his. If this carries on, soon there will be nothing left....
The heat of the flames borderline unbearable and I fight to stifle the scream rising in my throat from pain.
My hands being burned away by the flames. I scream for it to stop but the more I scream,the quicker the flames engulf me.
I scream and scream but now it's too late. There really is nothing left of me just my conscience.....
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Dream boat
RandomA series of random dreams more-so for the purpose of having them recorded as well as being material towards a story I was working towards but have since paused due to loss of inspo. But yeah. Random dreams. A peak into the mind of madness