I Should Thank You

Chapter 2| Can't Remember

Darkness...

That's all that appeared through my clouded vision. It's the type of blackness you see before falling to sleep, however in this case I was wide awake in a place that had no significant features to define where I was at. It was all an endless void on all sides. I turned left and right, my head spinning around, but this was some kind of illusion where there was no such thing as far or near. It was nauseating to the point as if I could instantly declare this was newly achieved claustrophobia or possibly nyctophobia , and the whatnot.

Panic began to arise within as I tried carrying my feet around with no success in this setting until a bright white light made its appearance right beside me causing my eyes to have something to actually see. It didn't really make any difference though. It was either stinging from looking hard at nothing or burning from looking at something.

But in all seriousness, why am I even here?

"You're a mo-monster, You- DISGUSTING CHILD."

"Haha, a monster you say mother? That's quite rich coming from someone like you. Now then, shall we continue our games?"

Wait a minute...

My eyes closed for a long second in which they shut tightly before fluttering open again directly into the blinding illumination. The strain caused some pain, but fortunately, the light dimmed as two figures appeared from within. That's when I realized that this was a full video playing in front of me. And shockingly enough the main characters were my mother and me from what I was seeing now. But that couldn't be possible because I'm right here in this (what I consider a) void.

It must be one of those dreams that I always strangely have.

Over the years I came to have many sleepless nights after waking up from frequent peculiar dreams (Also nightmares, but it was hard to tell since they never fell onto a side; always on the borderline). I wanted to keep track of them since they seemed to be recurrent when it came to the specifics of what happened during them, but I always forgot by the time I have woken up. The few rare times where I managed to pull a string of what occurred, I'd only have a notepad of scribbles and unidentifiable shapes.

It was quite horrifying if one looked upon it with a wild imagination like mine. However nevermind that,

This is sure a dream. What else can it be?

I took a hand and began to pinch myself on both arms, following with my cheeks and then my nose. Dramatically enough as it is, I did the extra and banged my head on the "ground" (I assume since I'm not falling, even though it looks like I could).

"What the hell. WHY AM I NOT WAKING UP?" I question myself.

"STOP IT, S-STOP IT"

The familiar-sounding voice of my mother pulled me away from my wake-up attempts to focus back on the white screen. My eyes widened upon the sight and my lips slightly parted as my mouth opened in shock.

The entirety of my front yard was destroyed. The single row of trees on the side, the two pillars next to the door, the door itself. Even the ground no longer was full with its luscious green grass, holes deforming the landscape alongside debris as an obvious sign of destruction.

I questioned what could have possibly happened. If this were a dream then it better stay as such because this was extreme.

The video teleported to show my face this time on the screen very clearly so I could see it. The same blackness that conquered my dreams was draped around my body flowing out onto the uneven ground below.