Ice Nine Kills: Nightmare

Chapter 3

I walked through the police station, I looked at the floor, the sheriff guided me with his grip like iron on my left arm. I felt like everyone was looking at me, this felt like the biggest walk of shame ever, the sheriff opened a door and pulled me forward, once again there was a metal table in the middle and a chair on either side. He sat me down on one side, uncuffing one of my wrists,
"Place your hands in front please Spencer" The sheriff spoke
I sighed and placed them on top of the table, the sheriff then cuffed my hands together so again I was attached to the table. Only noticing as I looked up, this room was slightly different, there was no mirrored glass, are we alone?
"I'm sorry Spencer I was so forcefully with you, but everyone is on edge, I had to make this questioning look more serious than it actually is"
Confused I looked at the sheriff,
"So. I don't need to be handcuffed to the table?" I asked hopefully
"Sorry but I can't, it's just in case anyone comes in" The sheriff spoke
I shook my head and looked away, 
"We have got some suspects though and since you've had two encounters with the killer I thought you might be able to pick him from these?" The sheriff spoke while laying out ten different pictures of guys from tattoos on their faces to some guy with a scar across his eye.
I just looked at the sheriff,
"Are you serious right now?" I spoke not amused
"Please, we just..." The sheriff started to say,
I sat forward, closing the gap between me and the sheriff,
"Yes I had two encounters with this killer but they were masked the whole time, no they didn't speak when I was there, also no I didn't see any visible marks, and I didn't ask them what their height was either. Is that all?"  I said,
"But what.." The sheriff tried to say again,
"I have nothing else to give sheriff, please can I just go home. I've been in the hospital for seven days, I was stabbed in the leg and shoulder, pushed down the stairs which broke my left arm. I'm having nightmares every time I close my eyes, which consist of my bandmates trying to kill me, which I think it's just paranoia from being nearly killed twice, oh not to mention how everyone in town is scared to be near me, I can't even go in a shop without a parent manically shielding their child from me. I'm sorry about the deputy, but I'm tired I've been through hell, I've only had five hours sleep in four days, please just leave me be" I said choking up a little
The sheriff swallowed and shifted in his seat, after a few minutes of silence, he gathered up the pictures and put them away, reaching into his pocket the sheriff grabbed the handcuff key and undid the cuffs.
"I'm sorry Spencer, I won't bother you again, I'm sorry," The sheriff said quietly
I nodded, too tired to speak
"Let's get you home" The sheriff spoke after a few minutes

I slowly entered the house, closing the front door quietly, I quietly started to creep up the stairs too tired to bother explaining why I'm home, Patrick came out the kitchen freezing mid walk. I held my hand out to him and spoke in a tired tone,
"Don't. Just don't what ever you were going to say"
I carried on up the stairs and into my bedroom leaving Patrick speechless downstairs, I couldn't be asked to lie on the bed, so I got onto the floor, I led on my back, I can't be asked to take off my jacket or shoes, I'm just so tired and done with everything. Maybe they should have locked me up, I feel guilty but I'm not a murderer, I'm just another faceless victim in their database, someone to blame, someone to waste their time on as they have no leads, I know how these cases end and they're not pretty. After a while of thinking, it was like my mind had given up too, slowly my eyes started to close and I drifted off to sleep.

My eyes started to flutter open, however I was no longer on my floor, I was kneeling on concrete, I tried to move but was stopped by metal biting around my wrists, turning my head I noticed I was once again handcuffed, however this time there was a chain leading from the handcuffs to a metal ring on the floor, wonderful I am not moving anywhere soon. I have no idea where I am, there's no walls, no sound, just blackness, like an abyss, a single spotlight above my head, like I'm centre stage. Footsteps were heard coming from my left, turning my head I noticed a pair of black boots coming into the light, slowly I glanced upwards, I sighed with relief of who it was,
"Oh Dan thank God, help me get out of here"
He didn't reply, not really, Dan chuckled shaking his head,
"No Spencer, I'm not helping a monster like you. You tried to kill me" He said coldly
I looked at Dan horrified, I noticed that there were more people around me, all my bandmates, the sheriff and a girl that looked familiar to me, a thin red line across her neck, she spoke
"You murdered me in cold blood, Spencer, you have to pay for what you did"
Looking at her mortified I realised everyone was holding a torch, apart from Patrick who held a red can, I knew instantly what was going to happen, shaking my head manically I spoke frantically,
"No Patrick! Everyone, you don't have to do this no!"
I pulled against the chain trying to get free, nothing was working, I was too busy fighting the restraints I didn't see Patrick move, my hair and clothes became soaking and the smell burned my nose,
"You, Spencer Charnas are going to pay for your sins!" Everyone said at once, throwing the burning torches towards me, I yelled out.
The last thing I noticed was Dan saying 'Where's your saviour tonight?'

"NOOOOO" I yelled frantically sitting up gasping. Why, why now? I haven't had a nightmare in over two weeks.
I hugged my knees, trying to calm my racing heart, bracing for the door to swing open with my friends rushing in panicking, or Patrick to yell around the house asking if I'm okay, but nothing, no one ever came just silence. Like the world has forgotten me,it's like I no longer exist, fine let it be that way, let them forget me, it makes goodbyes easier. Sitting in the darkness I had no urge to sleep anymore, I waited until the sky started to turn a light blue, birds started to wake, getting up, I headed for the bathroom. Sitting in ice cold water until I couldn't bear it anymore, I shuffled back to my bedroom and sat waiting for the rest to wake.