INFERNO: The Fiery Inception

CHAPTER 7

I woke up gasping for air. 'It was a dream' I reminded myself 'then why am I so out of breathe?' my brain questioned me. I got up from bed and ran to washroom. I washed my face and took a long breath. I looked at my reflection there were dark crcles under my eyes 'crap! Why do I feel and look so exhausted?' Then I started to think about what happened in my dream, it felt too real. My stomach churned at the thought of something like that happening to my family.

Wait, Aunt Marie was killed by this man, the hooded man. I sat on the floor, 'she was killed because of me' I mumbled, tears streaming from my eyes 'If I had gone to the statue earlier. Aunt Marie would have been still alive. They want me to take something, something that's mine...' I got up and wiped the tears from my face. I got ready for school and went down for breakfast, I tried to stay happy, in case I die I want my last day with family a happy one.

"Good morning" I said as I entered the dining room. Everyone was there.

"I was about to come and call you, comparing to how excited you was yesterday today you look like the gloomiest girl'' August commented.

"Shut up" I said and smiled. Mom, Dad and August were talking and I was just listening to them. 'I can't let them get hurt' I thought. I noticed August glance at me, time to time with concern, but I didn't want to care.

After about ten minutes I was waiting for the bus, the bus came faster than it was supposed to. I was about to climb the bus when I decided against it. I took few steps backwards and told the bus driver that I'm not getting in and that he could leave. He gave me a weird look and took off, I need to walk and get some fresh air, I needed to clear my head after what happened in my dream.

'It was just a dream your being paranoid' i said to myself. Trying to calm myself down. But the nagging feeling in my heart that I shouldn't ignore it didn't go away.

I had walked halfway towards school humming to one of my favourite songs to help myself relax and soon I was crossing the cafe that we had gone to, the day Aunt Marie died. No, the day Aunt marie was killed. My head turned towards the tinted glass of the cafe, 'only if I hadn't come here' I thought to myself as I continued walking.

The feeling of being watched was back. The door of the cafe opened and the bell chimed at the door, footsteps followed me. I held tightly on to the strap on my bag and pushed the pavement beneath me willing my legs to move faster, my heart beats were fastening. But I could hear the footsteps drawing closer. I started to run but a hand held onto my shoulder making me stop. I turned my head to see an empty space where there should have been a person. I took a few rattling deep breaths and turned back around.

I gasped and took a steps back, startled. When I saw a man dressed in suit his face well hidden by his hat. I was about to talk to him when when he exploded in smoke and turned into nothing. He was not the hooded man, no, he was not rotting, he was not screaming. But he was more scary.

The people around me didn't even see the man. Suddenly my head started hurting, it felt as if someone had hammered my head. And it was going to split open soon. I clutched my head in pain. Black spots started appearing in vision but then suddenly everything went black and I was numb. I couldn't feel any pain. As fast as it came it was gone and when I opened my eyes there was an old lady standing in front of me asking me if I was okay to which I nodded meekly looking around and my breath got caught in my throat, there were shadows, black voids walking among humans unseen by all. Goosebumps apeared on my hand, the hair on my neck stood up. There the man stood, his face still hidden. I was leaning against the wall of a store, wincing in pain. The shadowy black voids, turned to face me and started towards me.

"GO!" a voice yelled, even though it was painfull to hear, I knew I had to. Staying here wasn't safe. I tried to tell the lady to run but she just watched me in confusion. One the shadowy figures walked right through her and stumbled a few steps backward. Before I could move furthur, it hold on to my hand making my skin burn with the impacti puched the creature and it let go of my hand, the skin that came in contact with the creature blackening and still burning. The old lady watched me with fear in her eyes.