SuperHeroes 2.0: Sick Day

Chapter 8-All the Voices in my Head....

You don't have to wear a cape to be a Superhero...– joecool123(No Capes)

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Oliver wanted to cut his head open and pull out his brain to get rid of the sounds he was hearing.

He was at home in his room trying to sleep but when it's midnight and all you can hear is death? Sleep doesn't feel like an option.

Voices of complete agony ran through his head like he was being attacked. Every time he closed his eyes he saw seas of dead body's lying on the ground. There was nothing but grey sky and a bit of drizzle in the air as he looked around. At his feet was a perfect circle clear of the bodys. The people lay around him like they were afraid of him, then he would take a closer look and see the body's weren't breathing.

There were people with missing eyes or fingers, some without legs or arms. Even a few without heads and for those that did they may of had a bullet hole in the side or front of their face or a slash from a sword. He didn't know what he was seeing and he was absolutely terrified so he opened his eyes and was hit with the voices of the victims in that field.

Join us!

You deserve a fate worse then death!

You've murdered my son!

She's gone because of you!

They had so much more to live for!

You should've died! Not them!

Those were just a few of the things he picked up.

The voices became so loud he had to cover his ears, knowing that wasn't strong enough because it had been the exact same thing for the past week.

Every night since Oliver and his friends had, had the dream and gained back their superpowers he had been seeing the same visions and hearing the same voices going through his head. He didn't dare tell Dani, she would just say he was going crazy or he was sick.

The weirdest part of it all? It only happened after the sun went down. As soon as the darkness of night engulfed the sky and all the light was gone he would experience the same thing. Voices and visions.

He had felt something similar to it when he went to the dome, whenever the wind rushed past his ears he heard the same voices and every once and a while saw the images as well.

Oliver didn't know what was going on, all he knew was the he hadn't been able to sleep all week unless it was bright outside and when that happened one of his family members would always worry and say he needed better sleeping habits or something like that. He was tired of being called crazy. He wanted to see what was going on in these visions and figure out why it was happening to him.

Hesitatingly slow, he closed his eyes tight and saw the same similar images that had haunted his sleep. He looked around at the field of sadness and despair looking to see if there was some kind of door or a building, he'd take a creepy cave at this point. Thinking he saw something in the distance he started stepping to it only to accidentally kick someone. He wasn't going to be able to get past off all this without stepping in some dead body and right now that didn't feel like an option.

Testing to see if his powers would work in these visions he willed himself off of the ground to float in the air above all of it. Making his way in the direction of what he thought he saw, Oliver floated to another opening in this dreadful sea. Standing in the opening looking pale as a ghost was Jake.