Mind Games

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My mind is swarming with terrible thoughts. Unending nightmares. Deep, dark sleep. It hurts. Everything. He wants me to wake. He wants me to give up my secrets. He wants my family. He wants pain and suffering for all. All that is left of this world to burn. He's making me see them. My two sons stabbed. My husband cut apart. All my darkest fears come true.....or maybe the future.

I can't wake up. He can't get to me while im sleeping. It's not real pain. He needs me as long as im useful. 

So don't wake up. Don't wake up!

The vicious dreams keep swarming.

My youngest cries out in pain, swarmed by five of my husbands closest officials. My oldest crying unbearably. My husband unconscious swarmed with enemies as he has only one gaurd defend him.

These are not dreams.

They are reality.

And that's when I knew that the White Room was my last hope.

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