Death

I woke up to a sound of woman crying. Soon I recognized the voice; it is my uncle's wife. I got up from bed and pulled my morning gown off the door, where I usually keep it. I quickly put it on and started walking up to the voice.

After wandering around for a while, I found myself from their old apartment. I saw woman in a long white dress crying in front of a window. She didn't seem to notice me. On the wall I saw the calendar. It was my oldest cousin's, her first child's, birthday.

"Why are you crying? It is Damen's birthday." I asked her carefully and took a step closer to her.

"No, Damen is dead. Don't you remember?" Woman said now faced towards me. She had an odd smile on her face as she stared at me with empty look in her eyes.

"What? When? I just saw him last weekend..." I said as my heart started pumping faster and faster in my chest.

"Oh, hun, he has been dead for a year now. Cancer, way too young" She said with a soft voice. Her face was terrifyingly empty. There was no signs of crying left, beside her red eyes.

I was in a shook. I could have sworn I saw that little boy last weekend, playing with his siblings. There he was, perfectly fine, and alive. How can he be dead? I wondered, but then I saw her eyes slowly turning to a darker red. Blood-red, to be be exact. Color slowly filled her eyes as she kept staring at me with this empty smile on her face. The window behind her started changing too. Black color started filling the window from it's edges. It looked like it was swallowing the surrounding world. In the middle of the the window, I started to see a human silhouette. It didn't look like a normal human. No. It was abnormally tall and skinny. A rotting corpse. Slowly the image started to get better and I recognized Damen. It didn't exactly looked like him, but I recognized the boy. This thing came straight from hell.

His body was nearly fully roten. His eyes were gone; there where the eyes should be were only two dark whole. His stare seemed to drill in to my soul, taking it to itself. I could hear his rattling voice. I couldn't tell what it was saying.

"D.. do... do yo... you se.. se... see him?" I asked shaking and pointing at the window.

"See what? There is nothing there hunnie." Woman said. Her eyes had turned back into normal but she still had the same empty look at her face.

"Da..." I started saying but stopped my sentence as he put his finger on his mouth as a sign to not to say anything.

"This is our secret..." He, or the creature I used to know as Damen, whispered with the deepest rattling voice.

In a second I found myself at my house. Damen's family and my grandparents were there. And so was Damen. Others were sitting in the kitchen, talking and eating. Kids were playing on the floor with dolls. And there, on the hallway, was Damen. He stared at me, still making the same voice. He started to slowly walk towards the kids. As he got to them, he was watching them from above. First, there was a little smile on his face. Then, as fast as a lightning it changed to rage. He raised his hand and hit one of his siblings. The kid collapsed on the floor and started crying.

"Something hit me!" Kid screamed laying on the floor.

Someone rushed to help the kid. I didn't pay attention to that, as Damien quickly moved towards me. He put his hands on my neck and pulled my face close to him. He was staring me from eye to eye with insane smile on his face. I could see his eyes appearing, having this mad look on them. Those blue eyes drilled into me. I wanted to close my eyes but he forced me to keep my eyes open.

"Why won't they play with me?" He asked me with that creepy deep voice. "Why?" He continued angrily.

"Y... yo.. you are dead..." I said with shaking voice.

He looked at me deadly in the eye for a while, then staring disappear. He fainted into the air, slowly and staring at me.