Dreams
The noises got louder and his footsteps got closer. I can't see his face, its just another blank canvas. I try and run away but I seem to be frozen in time; if that's even possible.
Time is frozen.
A mouth appears, an ugly mouth with black mucus cascading from the open lips, through all the muck, a resemblance of a sneer takes over his face.
"You're a coward," he screams over and over again, the gargled words become louder and louder.
The painful sounds of his screeches never seem stop as if they were been repeated on a tape recorder; trapping me even more as the big wall behind me loomed over me.
I'm scared and I can't run away this time; he spins around grabbing his hair pulling and tugging at it viciously.
His skin tears as easily as paper, deeming the man to be inhuman, the blood slowly dribbles down his dreadfully pale neck. The contrast of his pale white skin and the dark red, almost black blood is spine chilling.
He is whispering to himself, talking as if there were two of him: Jekyll and Hyde.
A bright light appears, surrounding another figure; a halo circling the figure; reaching every bend and crevasse.
A savior?
They carry a weapon of some sort, which has a sharp blade that gleams while reflecting his scary wide, almost sickening smile; I don't know if I want to look.
I shut my eyes tight when I hear him move forward with speed that is incredible; a loud howl enters through my ears, rattling every bone in my body; then a warm liquid splatters all over my face, which causes me to grimace.
I carefully open my eyes to be confronted by a limp pale body lying on the floor, the man slowly becomes less and less of a human, the smell of decay already layers itself into your nose, the pungent smell makes me want to throw up.
The savior is beside me.
His hands intertwine with mine and his breath tickles my face. I look up to find his eyes but there aren't any or at least I can't see any.
But before I can question who he is; his lips are pressed against mine.
And I don't fight back as if it was meant to happen.
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•Amnesia•-ON HOLD
Fiksi RemajaHave you ever had your life flash before your eyes? Cliche, I know. But that's what happened to me, I was thrown into the unknown by myself with no one to save me. But... That's life; you can't do anything about it, you're stuck with the consequence...
