Dreamwalkers

Chapter Seven

Chapter Seven:

                After I had finally convinces Alma and Gavin to leave my house, because I was really ok, I couldn’t help but start to doubt. What if Iker hadn’t been lying? Or what if he had and I went and stayed there forever when nothing was really wrong? Another thing that didn’t make any sense was the fact that no one had ever really heard of the Dreamwalkers? They must of visited many people in over the years. It didn’t make any sense that there would be no record of them.

                I laid down on my bed, pushing my head off the end so that it was upside down. The feeling of all the blood rushing to it helped to clear my mind and focus. Or maybe there was a record of them and I just hadn’t seen it. I sat up, and ran over to my laptop, opening and signing in at record speeds. Clicking on the internet explorer icon, I went to the Google bar, and typed in Dreamwalkers. A lot of the links were useless. Sending me to book sites or weird role-play things for stuff I’d never even heard of. After a few more pages and dead-ends I finally came across a site that looked promising. It was a blog for a woman who’d died 3 years ago. Or, at least, that’s what the final post said. I sifted through, going back to the earliest date. It read:

                Hello my dear reader. Because you are reading this I am going to assume that they have come to you and have left you unsatisfied and confused. I understand, and I have been there. The Dreamwalkers are confusing beings and are generally dishonest and horrid, though they hide it behind beauty and glamour. I was only 17 when they came to me. They introduced me to a beautiful world full of perfection. They seduced me, and tricked me into thinking that if I did not stay, their world would end. I fell for, being only 17 and easily persuaded. They played mind games on me with their special abilities. Roc, the oldest man in the tribe had been my companion during the entire time I was in the Dreamworld. It was right around my 18th birthday when he came to me in the day and warned me that they were all going to perish. I immediately went home and to bed, so that I could speak with him more. When I finally fell asleep, I was taken there to see that nothing was really wrong. I went to Roc, and he told me the truth. There was nothing wrong with them, and there was no danger. Roc, you see, fell in love with me. An emotion that was they were supposed to be incapable of having. Love, in their eyes was only for fools. Roc did not want to let them think he was a fool, so he did as he was supposed to, until I arrived. He told me that if I did stay that I would become pregnant, and then I would die. In case you have not noticed, there are not any women in the Dreamworld, and this is the real reason. They pick a woman with all the qualities they are looking for, tricked her into staying, had her given to the eldest man in the tribe, (he should be 199 years old. They only live to be 200) then they have her become pregnant with his child. After that, it becomes a bit gruesome. Like you should know, they are not like us, so why should their childbirth be? The child, you see, comes directly from your stomach. Literally. It gets to a point where it becomes too big for you to carry and rips you apart. That is why there are no women. They do this every year so that the population always remains at exactly 200. Every time a baby is born the eldest dies. Roc did not want that to happen to me, so he helped me to escape. I warn you. Do not fall for their games. Everything is not as it seems in the world of the Walkers.

                As I read the entry, everything started to make sense. The weird feelings I would get, the stories not adding up. It was all lies. He didn’t love me; Iker probably didn’t even like me! He was just using me to keep his species alive! I had to get away before that would happen to me. I wasn’t prepared to die. I still had so much life to live.

                I was still wallowing in my self-pity, when the doorbell rang. I ran down the stairs, putting on my calm mask, and opened the door. Who would of thought that Alma and Gavin would be on the other side, along with some Diet Cokes – my favorite - , at least 10 different scary movies, and a whole butt-load of junk food, excluding chocolate. That’s just nasty.