Jason Doran: The Spellcaster King

5: I Get Attacked by Flesh.

Ok, so let's recap. Six-year old me is awake now, but current me is still knocked out(if I'm not dead yet that means either the unknown thing is horrible at hide-and-seek or...... I don't know any other reason I'm not dead yet.) So the Dracula lookalike hasn't escaped but is planning to, and he says that I'm the one who can free him.

Now let's proceed shall we. Six-year old me wakes up with a gasp, and I almost screamed. I was thinking about what I saw in that dream, still contemplating if it were real or not, still thinking if I should wake my mom up and run for it or I should just go back to bed. I still felt uneasy, but I chose to forget. I was always having weird dreams, so I blew it off.

It was around two in the morning. Normally when I wake up like this I go to the kitchen for a snack. But this time I just felt so shaken that I thought I would fall If I tried to walk. Unfortunately I couldn't go back to sleep. I was wide awake. I stayed there lying on my bed till around 4:15.
Then I finally got off my bed and headed for the kitchen.

Upon reaching the kitchen, I heard a howl. That didn't seem off because wolves lived near the area I lived in. So, I reached the kitchen and opened the fridge and pulled out a carton of milk and drank it straight. I spilled milk on my shirt, and them got a napkin from the kitchen counter to wipe it off.

As I reached the fridge the temperature dropped. The fridge wasn't opened, so I opened it to see if maybe it was malfunctioning. It seemed fine but the weird part was that the surrounding area suddenly got colder than fridge. It seemed creepy, but I steeled myself and dropped the milk carton.

When I closed the door I saw two yellow eyes staring at me from the window of the kitchen. I wanted to scream for help but it was so fast that it somehow got inside the house and wrapped it's arm around my mouth before the sounds even escaped my lips.

Distraught and unable to move I panicked and bit it's arm as hard as I could and tasted blood. Unable to understand why this thing wasn't gasping in agony as it bled. I looked at the bleeding son of a bitch and saw it had a devilish smile(emphasis on devilish).
But it seemed like it didn't feel any pain whatsoever.

The thought of that made me want to puke(that and the fact that it's blood was still dripping into a six-year old's mouth). So, I was panicking, and about to puke. Then I remembered what my uncle told me, "If you ever need help, tap your amulet and say, 'patronus.'" I never took him seriously but I had to cry.

You know, given the circumstances, any normal six-year old would be curled up in a ball crying, but I've watched IT and pennywise taught that if I'm afraid it's only going to get worse. So, I turned away from the bloody bastard(in this case, he was a real bloody bastard) and spat out and put my hand on the amulet and yelled patronus.

It definitely worked cuz the thing pushed by an unseen force through the wall, and it landed on the front yard. My mom instantly woke up and came to the sound of the wall being bashed. "What the hell is going on here." My mom screamed. I ran towards her, "we need to leave, NOW." I yelled at my mother. Half surprised, half scared, my mother replied, "What, why, what's going on."

As if right on cue, the thing breaks free of the rubble that encompassed him. "What in the holy hell is that thing." My mom said as she almost fainted. Now that the moonlight made things clear, I could finally see what tried to attack me and my mom. It still had the ethereal yellow, but there was more. It had teeth like razor, it didn't have skin. It's body was only flesh.

Coming back to my senses, I yelled, "Mom, the car." My mom was still in shock at this thing that stood in front of her. She gazed in my direction and then ran towards me and the car. "Jason, run, run now." She quickly grabbed the key from the floor near the rubble and got to the car.

I was already inside the car when my mom got in. "Are you alright." She asked. "I'm alright, are you?" I subconsciously asked. "What was that thing that attacked you." She asked, "I don't know what it was, but I know why it's after us." As I said that I knew I had to tell her about the dream. "Well, mom. The thing is, I had this dream. In the dream there was..."

I was cut short because the thing seemed to have started catching up to us. It was incredibly fast and easily getting closer. Filled with panic, my mom hits the accelerator but it still doesn't add any distance between was and IT. "You were telling me about your dream." I didn't think she could be serious. But I went on with it anyway.

"In the dream, I was in a cave somewhere I didn't know. And suddenly this...." And immediately the car comes to a stop. My mom keeps pressing the accelerator but it doesn't work. I look back and see that the thing had a hold of the car, and we couldn't move. "Fuck!!!" My mom exclaimed.

I didn't focus on what she said. All could focus on was how I could bite him hard enough to bleed, and push him away long enough to hold my amulet and say patronus. "That's it!" I yelled. "Mom, get behind me." She did, and I held my amulet and spoke the word, "PATRONUS!!!". It blasted a force so powerful that it even knocked the car down.

But it didn't work. It did, but the thing was too fast. It was behind us before I said it. I looked back and I saw my mom dead on the floor. Tears immediately began to burn my eyes as I yelled, "REDITUS!" and the monster disintegrated but it was too late.

MY MOTHER WAS DEAD!