DreamtA Chapter by Dark and MysteriousIt was so dark. Was I really dead? I felt empty inside, like nothing was left inside. I couldn’t see a thing. My chest hurt. I had been betrayed but by whom? Why did it hurt so much? Was this how being dead felt like? I was dreaming wasn’t I? But then why was it so dark? Why did it feel like the world had ended for me? There was wetness around my eyes. What had happened, I never cried. My eyes were closed, I was enduring my torture silently. It didn’t hurt because of the heat. It hurt because of the person giving it to me. Heat? My hand felt weird, small and melting…?!!? It hurt too. I opened my eyes and looked down at my hand. It was burning, totally blazing hot. There was another hand on top of mine. Someone held my hand, a guy and he was on fire.
I woke up. The
dream was so real, my hand really felt burnt. Taking a deep breath I looked at
my hand. Holy s**t, it was red. I didn’t scream, didn’t lose my calm. My hand
flew to my face, checking for the wetness I’d imagined. Nothing. Too much to hope
for. I didn’t have any feelings. I checked my marks they were still there, all
of them. Still refusing to feel, I went through my dream…again.
I was clad in a
long flowy dress. I had a mission on hand, I had to kill. It was a different
century altogether. I had never worn a dress in my life before. Something told
me this was me not some other person whose horrors I was living second hand. I
had to find her. My mind screamed, ‘Destroy
her now!’ I went round the castle searching. I was so guarded, knowing one
mistake and I would be the one to die. I found her, carefree as always. Her
carelessness would make her vulnerable. I changed form, became my true self, I
shone. The witch looked up in surprise, she wasn’t expecting me. She thought I
had been taken care of. She smiled scornfully ready for a fight, but she wasn’t
going to get one. I had planned this. It was going to be her way this time. I
wasn’t giving her time to rectify this time. I would just burn her soul and
free him. After all I didn’t make the same mistake twice. I looked straight
into her eyes and burnt her. I made her live through her horrors, her darkest
fears, her wrong deeds… I made her see herself from someone else’s eyes. I
burnt her soul. I was having fu. Though it hurt me too, I was crazed by the
power I had. She was going to die. I was interrupted by a cry of help. A male
voice was asking me to stop, was begging for mercy. Why was he concerned? The
witch was paying for her evil deeds. She pointed at him and said something I
couldn’t comprehend. Looks like I was hurting his girlfriend. I intensified my
gaze, an evil smile on my face. She shrieked in pain. I was a little irritated
by the boy, he was helpless yet he dared to anger me. He looked at me, begging
for life. Why did he want to save her? She must have worked some of her dark
magic on him. He could have her I just wanted her dark soul. I wavered by the
boy’s pleas and looked away from the girl. That’s when I saw the fire. The boy
was literally on fire yet there he stood totally calm. I knew him from
somewhere and my chest hurt seeing him but I couldn’t understand why. He came
closer and held my hand. I saw a smile creep on his face. I refused to look
into his eyes and burn him too. I just closed my eyes and felt the heat as he
burned my hand.
I opened my
eyes, my hand red once again. I glanced around, looking for the shadows,
knowing they were playing with my mind. It was them I was sure of it but the
dream had felt so real and had such a strong sense of déjà vu. I had been there, done that. But when? I disregarded the feeling
and blamed the ghosts for my dream. Why couldn’t they just kill me and be done
with it? Why did they have to torture me everyday? Maybe they liked killing me
slowly. Too bad I wasn’t affected anymore. I sighed and closed my eyes. The
last thing I saw before I went to sleep were beautiful dark brown hair burning
in the wind. © 2014 Dark and MysteriousAuthor's Note
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