Waking up in the center of sweat I look around to find
only a blur that greets my eyes. Blinking but twice I
begin to hear the screaming of the children around me.
Those in my posters have escaped, those in my
nightmares have been unleashed, and now they
terrorize...
I was 17 years old when I met them all, the monsters
in my mind, and on the paper only a twisted artist had
touched. I loved it, I loved them.
A nock at the door sounded, so I walked over and
welcomed the mailman, "Delivery confirmation sir." he
said as he handed the torn and tattered board with a
pen rolling left and right before it fell like a rusty
hinge on the floor for only my seemingly
over-sensitive ears to witness.
Bending over I picked it up, only to see the man once
standing at the door evaporated into the thick essence
of my foul air. Maybe it was because of the cats, or
maybe I am the source of the stench, but this is not
the problem, the man had just left, clip board and
all.
Looking around the man came back down the steps "Sorry
sir, I had to drop another letter off upstairs. Did
you sign..." looking down the man saw no signature as
I slammed the door in his face dazed and mine
paralyzed in one simple stare.
Walking to my room I gazed at the circular container
which seemed to vibrate a dark purple, contaminating
my aura. With a smile I walked towards the kitchen and
pulled out a knife from our top silverware drawer.
Jabbing and twisting the knife inward I managed to get
the top off, only too look inside an find a dark hole
seeming to call my soul inside its depths.
I zoned out...
Looking up I found my life had passed three hours by,
staring at this hole containing only darkness and
whispers to entertain my mind. I knew exactly what it
was. Sticking my fingers inside, I pulled out the last
monster to finish my collection, Dieso, the beast only
a past human should could defeat through debilitative
psychology, the physicality was impossible to
penetrate, and I adored this monster for it.
Pasting the poster above the head board at my bed, I
looked in terror at the clock to realize I was late
for work. Thoughts tormented my mind of the children
who were probably scared by now wondering where their
daycare teacher was.
Rushing off in a speed I had not run before I did not
notice right away the rumbling and screeches behind
me. The posters had been united, and I was unaware of
the consequences.
Arriving at work I found the children waiting outside
with frowns on their faces, as one little boy,
contrary, had a large grin on his face. "Tony? Are you
the only one happy to see me?" I asked "I guess I am
Mr. Greg! What are we eatin today?" he replied.
Smiling I rubbed his short faded brown hair and walked
over to unlock the door. "Sorry guys, I did not mean
to screw up like this... if it happens again, ice
cream for everyone." I said in an optimistic tone.
Walking by a young girl stopped and glared at me "Ice
cream won't make up for your failure Greg!"
Looking at the ground I walked inside and began
handing out cups with straws, attached to trays,
attached to bowls. Now ignoring the kid's bickering, I
began to hear the sounds of my posters from my
nightmares, from my wall... however this time it was
not in my worshiped dreams... it was day... I was
awake?
"GREG!" the bickering little girl said "Where's our
food stupid!?" she asked. "Well I guess we know who's
getting her food last... time out anyone?" I replied.
Immediately she sat up and smiled "I'm just kidding
silly!". As I rolled my eyes I began to walk over to
Tony's table. "Pass it on Tony." I said as I handed
him sealed granola bars. Only to then hand the young
girl her food to also pass on.
Walking back to my desk, I was given a great sense of
desire for sleep. Putting my head down I closed my
eyes, while telling myself "Just for a moment."
"Eeeeeaaaaaaaaarrrrrghhhaaaaaa!" a thunderous boom
sounded in the back of my ears. Quickly flinging my
head up I looked around only to see a cup shaking and
fall off the window sill from the ground tremors.
"Kids, what's going on!?" Tony pointed at the window
as I lowered my jaw to mumble "Dieso!?"
Snapping out of my stare of the 10 foot tall dark gray
monster, I screamed "Zota! Kids, hide in the quiet
room!". Running off towards the room I followed with a
key to lock their room door. With great hostility
Dieso lurched through the doors and began to tare
through the running children as if they were paper in
a raging fire. Lurching back I witnessed in horror
their fall.
"Tony!" Running up I grabbed his hand, and threw him
under my arm. Seeing there was no other alive, I
lurched out the door and began sprinting down the
road.
Stopping a short distance down the road I said "Tony,
there not after you! Run inside Ms. Anne's house,
she'll take care of you." Tony nodded and hurtled over
the steps to the door. Looking back I saw the beast
sniffing the air, with a seemingly torn away moment in
time he instantly transferred his cold eyes directly
towards me.
Shocked in fear I turned again to sprint towards the
woods. Quickly after the beast galloped after me,
however somehow I knew I could run faster than any
other, and before my feet I soared across the
pavement, leaving the monster stumbling over my dust.
Reaching the forest I scrambled through the dark dewy
bushes only to come up to a river before a small
cliff. Slamming into my back the beast launched me
into the water face down.
Slowly I floated down stream, and before I even
twitched I began to strategize my escape "I hope it
thinks I'm dead." I said to myself as I etched slowly
down stream.
The monster had, I was free...
Coming up to deeper waters I began to swim beneath the
dark glacier water. "How am I breathing?" I thought to
myself only to assume the question would be answered
in time.
Climbing up I reached a strip of land in between a
fork in the river. Sitting down I began to observe my
situation, only to think of the children who I saw
before my eyes fall to Dieso. A tear rolled down my
face following another. Quickly planting my face above
my knees I sobbed, only to hear another scream,
near... behind me!?
Lurching upward I could smell its warm breath follow
my body. "You're not Dieso!" I thought to myself.
Lunging backward, I remembered the first poster I had
purchased, "Cabal?" I said to myself. The four legged
horse-like beast groaned as blood poured from what
looked like bullet wounds.
"You were shot? What did you do!?" I asked sternly.
The beast only grinned at me licking it's beak-like
lips.
I hurled my body backward in the middle of the beast's
grin to catch it off guard only to slam smacking on
the base of the river. "No pain..?" I asked myself
silently and remembered the first fall as well...
Just then Cabal followed down with a powerful jump.
His hoof had landed on my chest.
I was stuck, it was over...
I woke up. |
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