Kyle froze looking into Seth's eyes, he knew it was no lie.
"What I-I did this?"
Seth coughed and red spit dripped from his mouth. Reality struck Kyle.
"The phone! I have to call 9-1-1!" He yelled to himself as he stood up and ran into the kitchen, practically smashing into the counter. He grabbed the phone and dialed the number. Seth only heard parts of what Kyle was saying, passing in and it off consciousness.
He was suddenly being put on a stretcher. Pain bolted through his chest. He could hear his mother crying in the distance. He closed his eyes.
When he opened them again he was in the back on an ambulance getting hooked up to an IV. His vision blurred and soon everything became black.
Once again he opened his eyes to find himself in a different place. This time he was being pushed through the hall of a hospital. A doctor saying his condition was critical.
Next he was in surgery room. A nurse injecting a needle into his arm. He slowly slipped into a cloud of emptiness. No thoughts. No dreams. Nothing at all. Just a black space of blackness.
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The Nightmere; Victim 1
HorrorDo your nightmares ever feel like more than just a dream....? Well maybe they are. Do you ever feel like there is someone or something lurking around the next corner? Or following not far behind? Someone who sitting in the shadow watching from a dis...
