Prologue

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The beam of moonlight, mysterious shadows of night, not a slight sound of crickets to be heard. The slight breeze excited the trees into whispering hideously. The woods remained so sunk in silence as if deeply wounded.

I kept on walking, watching my footsteps in the beam of light, leading myself deeper and deeper into the dense wood in the middle of the night alone.

I halted as a cave came in view, it stood with a sorrowful depth of lost words. It was so old, looking far ancient as i reached to touch the walls, taking a step in. My heart beating faster against my chest. I inhaled deeply the freshly night aroma at the entrance of the cave. I took a few steps forward, it was entire darkness. A million questions hauling me back.

Why am i doing this? Why did i come here? My mind fought the message of my feet and kept on heading deeper into the darkness of the main chamber. And silence.

Suddenly, the ground shook, i lost balance and fell. Than i could hear someone breath heavily as if a dead person brought back to life and gasping for air! "Kiara, you have finally come" whasped the deep voice of someone who sounded just like me!

I laid blankly sprawled on the ground. I can't find my voice to scream out. My body stiff. Icy cold fingers ran touched by shoulders. It was so cold that i shivered but still can't gasp out a single word! Than the hand reached towards my neck, cold as ice...

NOOOOOOOO.....

Wake up! Kiara, wake up! KIARA! KIARA.....WAKE UP!!!

I opened my eyes, sunlight lit my bedroom and Mom leaning towards me with a worried expression on her face.

"Another one of that same dream", she sighed.

I looked at her with the rapid beating of my heart which still didnt seem to normalise. Mom, i whimpered and hugged her tightly. She soothingly ran her fingers through my hair and whispered "Its okay honey, its okay"

This dream has been haunting me since childhood...the same old dream... that ancient cave & that voice. Even the thought of that sent shivers down my spine. Everyday i battled the feeling of fear as i walk through the day...

Things are gonna be okay, i kept on telling myself or did i just thought so...

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