Dreamwalkers

Chapter Eight

Chapter Eight:

                3:34, 3:35, 3:36… the clock seemed to be moving even slower than normal, and I could feel my eye-lids starting to get heavy. Around one Alma had completely crashed, taking up my entire bed. (It was truly amazing with how small she was) Gavin and I and tried different things to keep us awake. Watch a movie, play cards, talk… but none of it seemed to work. In fact, each thing only made it worse.

                “Hey Sarah?” I heard Gavin murmur from on the floor on the other side of my bed.

                “Yeah?” I called out to him, leaning back on my elbows, with my slightly tan legs stretched out in front of me.

                “I just wanted to apologize for what I said earlier. I would never leave you. You mean the world…” I heard a slight snore leave his mouth, and I almost laughed. After years, Gavin was finally going to tell me something that would probably change our relationship, and he fell asleep. Such a charmer.

                I laid back, looking up at the glow-in-the-dark stars that had hung from my ceiling since the 7th grade. Life could be so funny sometimes. Two weeks ago, if someone had told me that this would happen to me, I would have locked them up in a cell. But now… now I was ready for anything. Anything anyone was willing to throw at me. I could handle it. I wasn’t fragile anymore. I wasn’t a baby. I was about to be 18 for crying out loud! It was grow up time, and I was ready.

                Sometime around five, I couldn’t handle it anymore. My eyes closed, and my body went limp as I succumbed to the darkness and whatever was waiting for me in it.

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                “Hello?” I called out, sitting up from the soft grass. I was back at the place I had been when I’d first come here. Back in the little meadow. I glanced around, but didn’t see a single person. Maybe I was actually alone for one. Maybe they figured I just wasn’t coming tonight and had gone to bed. Did they even sleep?

                “Hello, Sarah.” I knew it was Iker, and immediately turned around. No sooner than I did, I heard a big ‘whoosh’ sound, and looked up to see a giant metal cage headed straight for me. I had no time to prepare, so the cage fell around me, locking me in.

                “You have been a bad girl, Sarah. Looking at things you shouldn’t of. If you had just done what you were supposed to, you never would have known until that baby was ready to come out. Did you ever hear that saying? Curiosity killed the cat? You and that cat have a lot in common.” Iker’s voice sounded sinister as we approached me like some type of prey he couldn’t wait to devour.

                “You need to let me go, now! You have to right to keep me here against my will! No right!” I yelled at him, pointing my finger. I was sick of being scared and little and weak. He said he picked me because I could hold my own when time got tough. Well, I was going to prove it to him.

                “Ah, but you see, my dear. I have every right. This may be your dream. But this is my land. And when the time comes for you to wake up, and you don’t, you will never be able to leave.” He said, laughing some crazy Mwa-ha-ha laugh before walking into the surrounding trees. He was seriously just going to leave me here in a cage in the middle of the forest? What a jerk!

                I grabbed onto one of the metal rods that ran up and down and pushed as hard as I could. Nothing happened. I tried again will every poll until I was back where I started. It was useless. There was no escape. I sat down, resting my head on my knees. There had to be some way, some kind of loop-hole to get me out of here. I closed my eyes thinking back to everything that had happened. One memory in particular seemed to stick out.

                I want to wake up.” Nothing happened to I tried again. “I said, I want to wake up!” Nothing happened, again. “Why can’t I wake up?” I cried, falling onto my knees.

“I’m sorry for scaring you so. I will make it to where you wake up even though you don’t consider yourself as ready.”

                 I hadn’t considered myself as ready so nothing had happened. I hadn’t been ready then, but I was now. What if the answer was just to think and believe that I was ready? Could it really be that simple? I had to try.

                I am ready. I am ready. I am ready. I am ready. I said over and over again, like a mantra, in my head. I had to be ready. This was my only hope.

                I placed my hand on one of the bars and braced myself. “I am ready.” I said once, reminding myself. This was my dream. Not theirs. My dream. I controlled it no matter what Iker said. Iker was a liar anyways. Why would he tell the truth about this, especially if it would make me think I couldn’t escape?

I pushed on the bar with all my strength, willing for it to move with my mind. Nothing happened at first, but slowly I started to feel the metal give way. It worked. The thought gave me a new strength, and the bar started to move almost on its own. Once there was a hole big enough for me, I stepped through, thanking the heavens. There really was a God.

I looked around, looking to see if anyone was around. Iker must of honestly thought I wouldn’t be able to get out of the cage, because he left me with no supervision. What an idiot. I wanted to escape and wake up more than anything in the world, and I knew that I could now, but I knew that there was something else I had to do first. I couldn’t let them go to someone else and kill them. I was going to stop them, and I knew exactly how I was going to do it.

I ran through the woods, wishing with all my might that there was a big arrow that could show me where Iker had taken me just a few days before. Who would of thought that my wish actually came true? A big arrow appeared above my head, pointing me to my left. I took off in a sprint, following whatever direction the arrow pointed. Adrenaline was running through my veins like crazy, and I felt like I could run for miles. A few more turns later, and what I had been searching for came into view. The apple tree. The old, plain apple tree. I slowed to a fast walk, and made my way towards it. If this tree was gone, then so was the Dreamwalkers. At least, that was what I was hoping for.

“I need an axe.” As soon as the words left my mouth, a big red axe appeared in the ground next to me. I picked it up, and made my way to directly in front of the tree. Lifting my arms, I inflicted the first blow. I continued, and the deeper I got, the crazier the scene became. Wind started to wip around me, getting my hair in my eyes, and I could hear this horrible screaming sound. As if millions of people were drowning in an unstoppable fire. I didn’t stop my blows, but started to go faster. Huge clouds rolled in from nowhere, darkening the sky to make it look like night. Lighting started to flash like crazy, thunder following it. The tree was barely hanging on, and as soon as I made the final blow, it was like the world was still. Everything around me froze. The wind, the lightning, the world. I lifted my hand and gently poked the tree. That seemed to set the world right again, because everything started to swirl around me. It was like I was in a giant tornado, sucking up everything in its path. I let out a blood-curling scream before I passed out.

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                I jumped up, gasping for breath. It was over. It was finally over. I wanted to let out a scream. I’d done it! I’d gotten rid of them forever!

                I stood up, and walked over to Alma, who laid peacefully asleep on my bed. “Thank you, my dear friend.”

                I then walked over to Gavin who was still on the floor, passed out. “And thank you.” I whispered. “For believing in me when I didn’t.”

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And that is the end! I'm pretty sure it's a little rushed, but, honestly, I don't really remember writing the end because I was so tired that I was more than a little dilusional. Anyways, I hope you like it, and let me know what you think!