I tried to pull myself off the creaky mattress but I could barely twitch a muscle. Worst still, a force was pushing against my will, obviously working in cahoots with gravity. I gave another shot of strength but only a hint of movement was detected. I lay back to the ground, staring overhead at nothingness. The hoards of treasure stashed away in the crate next to me became aware of my failure to react and it slowly slipped away into the shadows of the sun. Moonlight beam shone directly into my pupils the very next split second and my vision was erased. A high pitched noise joined the parade and I forgot what silence sounded like. My mouth agape, I quickly shut it tight, hoping it too wouldn't be affected but it stayed closed, it's gate barricaded by that same evil pressure. Hopes and dreams took on a tangible form, and as they flew above me, I could feel their ridicule and mockery, contributing to the desecration of my dignity. One second, I screamed an air of unbelieving. Two seconds, time became insignificant. Three seconds, where am I? Four, five and six, John and Mary picked up sticks. A rhyme of death, a chime of life, that couldn't be real. I did what I knew I had to do. The inception ceased and I awoke...
A nightmarish week has finally left my sorrows. The weekend is here and yet something harps my conscience. It's as if I have some unfinished business left to settle but I just can't recall what it was. Maybe it's just a false trace, a bug that makes no sound. Maybe truth is lying to me right now.. Yea, that must be it.
I sat in bed, my fear slowly slipping away but at that final destination, I saw a body lying on the ground. It had the most contorted expression ever, like a boy who had been trying his very best to break free from the imprisonment of some invisible force. His eyes were white, pure white and his lips were clenched so tightly to one another. Something about that carcass struck me. It looked so familiar. And then I knew...
