Underworld: Angel Blood

7. Tick Tock

Fire..... it's everywhere, where ever I look there's the roaring, smoking mass of fire. screams fill the smoke clogged air. people running round, their clothe and hair in flames. skin melting... dripping down into the floor. eyes wild and crazed, as if this has been going on for along time. As if this is normal. In one corner an old lady is on the floor praying while she rocks backwards and forwards, but she keeps screaming. The more she prays the worse the scream, it's like she's being punished. She still hasn't learnt. In the opposite corner is a group of children, their clothes blood soaked their eyes.... Their eyes lay in a pile on the ground. they don't move, only the occasional spasm... they learnt not to. it's a war zone down there but up here I'm safe... I know I am, they haven't reached us yet. I WILL protect those I ca-
"Biiiiiiinky, how niiiiiicccee tooo sssssee you agaiiin" I freeze up at the hissing voice behind me, I don't turn around though. I can't.
"What do you want Ergonima?"
"Hasssss liiiiviiiing iiiiin thaaat mortal world made you forgeeet? I want you biiinky. Giiive up now and sssssave all these people."
"YOU MONSTER!" I scream,
"How could you do this to them? HOW?" I lunge at him, planning on gorging his eyes out.
"AAAARRRRRRGGGGGHH-"

With a start I wake up, I'm hot and sticky. sweat dripping down my forehead like rain. What WAS that? I've never dreamed like that before, the colours I was seeing where so much more vibrant than I'm used to. The death... the terror. I gag just thinking about the gruesome image that is lodged in my brain...
"Tick tock, your time clock" screaming I jump out of bed.
"What the FUCK WAS THAT????" My room has taken on a weird pulsing gold glow, my lights flickering on and off. I back into a corner, fighting the fear slowly creeping up on me. suddenly the voice is right in my ear, whispering,
"Tick tock, these tests aren't a mock,
Your life or theirs?
They will come In pairs,
A saint or a sinner?
Your NOT a beginner."
"Who's there? show yourselves!!!?" I whirl round in a panic, in my sleepy state I think I see the shadows move, forming shapes, a man, a horse, a wolf......
"Remeber....... Tick, Tock it's your time Clock"
With that everything goes black.. black and silent. No weird noises, no whispering creep, no weird glow, no freaky lights flickering on and off.... just a gentle breeze from my open window. wait, open? I locked it, I swear I locked it! I walk over to shut it, deciding that it was just my imagination, I was sleep deprived. yeah, all the stress of meeting my dad has finally pushed my mentally. reaching for my open window my finger skim across a peice if paper on the windowsill. picking it up I read it out loud,
"Remember.... Tick Tock it's your time clock, good luck little one, the gods will forever help those Angel Bloods"
With eyes as big as saucers, and trembling fingers I slam my window shut, locking it and jumping back into bed. grabbing my snugly monkey Toy I hide under my covers, breaths coming out in deep, short pants. what WAS that? what the HELL did it mean? Time clock? Saints or sinners? It sounds like a bloody fantasy book for Christ's Sake !!!! Squeezing my eyes closed I pray for sleep, knowing that when sleep finally consumes me, my dreams will be plagued with the stupid riddle and the horrid dream.......