They Call Me Weird

Nightmares Come True Too

CHAPTER 4

NIGHTMARES COME TRUE TOO

I wandered the streets of the town for a while. I sadly couldn't go back to the lake at least not until the crime scene tape was gone. So, I wandered aimlessly just listening to the thoughts in my head. The hard part about getting all this information was that I didn't know what to do with it. It left me more questions than answers, like what do I do now? Am I supposed to go see the man that I hardly know? I don't even know where he is.

It was dark and the only thing that helped me see was the dim streetlights that appeared every 20 feet or so. I looked on ahead of me and saw the same bus stop bench I sat at earlier. I had apparently done a huge circle of the whole town. I sat down and listened to the night. I was tired from the day. As I sat there, I felt my body morph to the form of the bench. I couldn't keep my eyes open. I knew I shouldn't sleep outside tonight, but I have no energy to walk all the way back to my house to see that some man is there and must walk all the way back here. I brought my backpack up onto the seat and tried to move the objects inside it to make it comfy for my head. I laid my head on the backpack and let my hair fall over my face. It wasn't long till my eyelids fluttered closed and I drifted off to sleep.

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I don't think it was long from when I settled myself down on the bench. I didn't wake up from the cold nor did I wake up from the uncomfortable boards of the bench digging into my back. No, I woke up from a feeling I knew quite well from my usual nightmare. I felt myself choking. It must be this same stupid dream I have been having. I felt my lungs tighten. Suddenly, I knew it wasn't a dream. This nightmare was not in my head. I wasn't coming close to dying and waking up, this was happening in real life. My thoughts were verified when a whisper entered my ear.

"I could kill you right now." A stranger with a hoarse voice whispered in my ear. I realized it was a hand closing around my throat. Someone was putting their body weight on my chest preventing me from expanding my lungs. But for some reason the mystery person let their hand release my throat. The weight was still on my chest, so I took shallow breaths trying to get oxygen back into my body. It was still painful to breathe because of the human weight on my chest. My eyes shot open now that I wasn't fighting for life. I couldn't see much; a flashlight was shining right into my face. My hands were pinned under what I was guessing to be the person's knees. I am going to have bruises there for sure.

The mystery person leaned forward a little showing that they were wearing a ski mask. I couldn't make out any features other than that this man was Caucasian.

"Your father told me not to hurt you, but you are so perfect." He said as he brushed away some of my hair from my face. I shook my head trying to show I didn't want him to touch me.

"How poetic would it be to kill you the same way your father killed twenty years ago." He said with a cocked head.

"He really is an inspiration, a true mastermind." He looked up at the sky like he was talking to God.

"Get off me!" I screamed flinging my arms around hitting the chest of my assailant. They were grabbed quickly and pinned down by my sides. I felt my chest rising rapidly, the more that I panicked the harder it got to breathe. I felt the anxiety reaching every part of my body. I felt cold; my body was going weak as I noticed the weight on my chest get heavier. My body was shivering. The only thing I could see was the flashlight still and the outline of the mask staring at me. The shadows that covered his eyes were the scariest thing I had ever seen. What was worse is my vision was tunneling around those shadows. The sight of the only light in my view from the flashlight was shrinking. The weight on my chest increased until I couldn't expand my rib cage anymore. The tunneling kept getting smaller and smaller until couldn't make out the difference between the darkness and the shadows covering his eyes. And then I was out.