We walk out the car, to another familiar place yet I can't reach the memory. The whole day comes and goes I'm a blur, were at the movies sitting, laughing, then holding hands, and suddenly a memory comes back, were in the exact same place, exact same time. Did he plan this?
We're holding hands, watching the movie and near the end a kiss. I can still remember the feelings I had during that, I can remember everything well everything from that day. I gasp, I quickly turn to see him smirking. Of course he knew what he was doing.
During the movie it was hard to concentrate all I was doing was just trying to remember and of course I didn't remember anything except that one moment.
When we reach the car he did something different, he turned on the radio. I know not a big difference but I like to notice the small factors. Apparently really small factors. By the time we came home it was pitch black outside, with similar sounds from in the woods, it was cold and I was practically shivering but he lended me his jacket. I still don't know his name, but I'm scared if I ask it would hurt his feelings, but I mean I didn't even recognize him I don't think it can get worse than that. Right?
Right. We walk into the house and I have to take off his jacket immediately, it's so warm inside the house almost comforting.I sigh as I slightly touch the couch, I walk towards the stairs when...
"Richard"
I pause for a moment and turn to face him
"What?"
"That's my name,
"Oh."A smile crawls on my face, I quickly turn before he can sees but I'm sure I'm too late. I slowly walk up the stairs, the tiredness catching up to me. I change into some comfortable cloths I found and immediately go to bed,
~*The dream*~
Darkness surrounds me for a few moments before, I'm in the woods again, it's cold, I'm shivering, the grass is damp and there's a noise of something I can't quite make out in the background.
I walk towards the weird sound and every step I take the louder and clearer it is, at some moments it sounds like a car or some kind of machine? With every step my hands shake harder and harder. Eventually the noise becomes so loud it actually hurts, but I'm determined. I keep going my hands shaking harder and harder, my head aching worse and worse. A loud beeping
noise is surrounding me along with the machine.Finally I reach the house. Same wood, same stairs, same windows, everything the same. I continue, I walk up the stairs touching the rail, my hands shake so hard I can barely touch the rail without missing. I reach for the knob and turn but my hands can't turn it they just can't.
I take a deep breath and twist, the door opens and the noise becomes worse. My head starts to throb and I hold my shaking hands to my head, I try to cover my ears but it doesn't help. I turn to my left the first door has a handle and it's unlocked. I push the door and stumble into a dark room. The ringing is even worse the machine must be close. I look around for a switch and flip it. There's an axe on the floor, it's the only place of the room with light.
I pick up the axe and the light moves towards a door in the corner. I slowly walk towards the door, holding the axe, the door is locked. I take a swing at the door using the axe, I swing again and again until finally it breaks. I put the axe down and rip the wood apart. I pick up the axe and climb through the door, the room is dark and empty except a mirror, and a gate. I look for a switch but the light follows from the broken door to a corner, and there sitting there is me.
I'm lifeless, then suddenly the axe has blood on it, I drop the axe my hands shaking I look into the mirror and I have pale blue piercing eyes, dark black hair, pale light skin, a few brown freckles on my nose.
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A secret to be told
General FictionAbby has woken up in the woods with no cellphone or any connection to the real world except an old mansion she stumbled upon with the questions in her head how, why, and who?