Night TerrorA Chapter by Dr. YumnaKayJust experimenting with prose and a bit of my darker side mashed together.I struggled. Every cell in my brain seemed to be straining. Trying to piece together the gaps, the holes in my memory which edged on each side of my head. I did not feel any sensation in my arms or my legs as I tried to move them off the bed, except for my heart, which was beating rather loudly, owing to the fact that it was unusually quiet around the house. I was jammed into the bed, as if glued, but of course I wasn't. I remembered going to bed the previous night, slightly earlier then I normally did. The book I'd been reading lay just inches away from my left hand; I had drifted to sleep while reading. The silence really got to me, creeping in slowly. I choked back spit and came to realize a bitter taste in the back of my mouth as I tried to speak. No voice. Just a croak, and even that died on my lips. A strange silvery figure appeared to be hovering, its face contorted into a ruthless smile as it bent over me... To be continued...
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4 Reviews Added on February 3, 2019 Last Updated on February 7, 2019 AuthorDr. YumnaKayGlasgow, Scotland, United KingdomAbout|Dentist| |Poet| |Writer| |Realist| |Enthusiast| |Eccentric| |Egocentric| |Anti-social| |INTJ| |Cancerian| more..Writing
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