Ghostly Appearances

Chapter 4: Nightmares

Sunday

Casper's pov

Darkness.

That's all I saw as I gazed up in the dark sky. 

My vision was blurry, and I gazed down at my hands. Wait, flesh? Real human flesh?So was me being a ghost all a lie? What's going on? I quickly got up and realized that I was weak, bloody, and half naked. Oh well, better find some help or better yet figure out where I'm at.

Huh.

I was a half naked bloody guy in the middle of the forest. What in the blazes is going on? My thoughts were cut short as I heard a woman's scream on my right and growls on my left. Wanting to help the lady and not be eaten alive by wild beasts, I ran towards the woman. I mean, that's the normal response anyways, right?

For what felt like hours of running, a 6 story house finally came it to view, but I stopped right in my tracks. The scene before me was horrid, it was gruesome, and it made me furious. People of all ages fighting for their lives. Pregnant woman crawling away from their captors, children trying to scratch their way out of the arms of their dooms, and bodies of the dead spread across the land tainting the grass from its healthy green to a deadly crimson.

I wanted to step forward, urged my body to move, but I couldn't.

I just stood there.

Helpless.

Like a Coward.

Then a hooded figure appeared before me and leaned into my ear, "Don't forget, little one."

It then pushed me back, and I felt the whole world crumbling. Random pictures flashed before my mind, causing me a headache. Creatures. War. Home. Washington.

"CASPER WAKE UP!!"

I jolted awake only to meet a pair of worried green eyes on me and instantly, I tried to calm down. I took deep breathes and sit up, finally calmed down. I glanced at Sally again and give her a smile.

"I would slap you so hard right now, but you're lucky I can't", she glared at me, but I could see the worries in her eyes.

Man, she's like an open book.

"Sally, I'm fine, just a weird nightmare."

"Was it about your home?"

I give her a questioning look, great does she read minds too? 

"You talk in your sleep, I just finished breakfast and when I came in, it looked like you were having a nightmare and you whispered 'home'."

"Oh, well," I fiddled with my thumbs and debated whether or not I should tell her. I mean, its not like I don't trust her. She seems like a person that can be trustworthy, and, come one, who else can I talk to about this, but what if she gets creeped out about how bloody it is? The gore, the monsters, the horrors?

Most importantly.

I'm scared that she might look at me weird and never talk to me again.

I looked up and realized that she's leaning closer, "Hey, we're best friends now, that means that you can tell me anything, you know?"

I breathed in a deep breathe and sighed, she's a strong and strange girl who loves psychotic detectives, maybe she wouldn't find my nightmares weird.

"Okay, well I was human and in a forest. I was also covered in blood and half naked-"

"Ohhhh, kinky." She wiggled her eyebrows, which earned her an eye-roll and a slight glare from me to be serious.

"Anyways, I heard two noises, on my left was a bunch of growling and on my right a woman screaming, so, obviously, I ran towards the woman screaming, for fear of getting mauled by wild animals."