Prophecy Says

Preface

I was in a hellish nightmare specifically designed for me. I feared that my heart was going to jump out of my chest. My feet had long been sore from the run. Adam had warned me that this place had death written all over it. My death it felt like, I was the one dying today.

This happened to be reality, to my deep discouragement. Not a dream nor an abominable nightmare. Is death really worth this? 'Yes.' I told myself. 'Yes, and you must.'

I was painfully aware of the dark shadows, he was dangerously close. So close that it felt like he was breathing down my neck. My feet pounded harder into the dirt, unaware of the ice and snow mush that had been slowly melting away.

I tripped, I bled, In that moment I was doomed.

I saw him slithering closer - snakelike. My end was here, our end was here. I cried and sobbed and I didn't want to die, so I begged.

"You sob again mutt and not only will I kill you, I'll skin your little friend. Chloe is it?" He spat in my face, and gripped me tight in the jaw. The pressure knocked one of my molars out. I wanted to scream in agony. The thought of this monster laying a finger on Chloe silenced me.

I closed my eyes, shut my mouth, and thought of my Adam one last time. Silent tears flowed as I reminisced in the last eight months of bliss I had with him. Every kiss, every soft caress, every word spoken, all were sweet nothings. He could remember for the both of us now. Though none of it would hold much meaning when I was dead.

"You make me sick mutt." He was towering over me now.

"You're dead." He said blankly.

I knew that, and he was right.