Falling Asleep. Note: I remember have a conversation with Victor about one dream he often had. I think the story suits with his dream very well. Try not to panic. This one have a good plot and give you sensation. I dont know, just go read further if you want to know. Jut to remind you all. I have no special intention for Victor.. but, I hope this one could make him atleast happy? And last.. Enjoy~ Xixixixxi Sleeping… The very idea of falling asleep terrified her. She could not sleep, because she knew only too well what awaited her. It was the dream. That horrible recurring dream. In the dream, she always found herself locked in a box. There was no light and it was too narrow to move. The nightmare always ended with the box shattering and then the horrible sensation of falling… Falling… Falling… Falling… The first time she had this dream, she woke up so terrified that it took well over an hour before she was able to go back to sleep again. The next night, she had the same dream, and the night after that, and the night after that… Every night, the dream returned to haunt her sleep and during the day, left her trembling with fear of what the next night would bring. She tried to talk to her friends and her parents, but she found no solution to her problems. Finally, she kept it to herself. Two weeks had passed since the nightmares first started. It was one o’clock in the morning and despite her fear, she finally had to fall asleep. Suddenly, she opened her eyes and found herself surrounded by darkness. Once again, she was standing in the narrow box. She couldn’t even raise her arms. She waited, motionless, like a mummy in its sarcophagus. And then she felt the box shatter on all sides, and the walls of her coffin dropped away and she felt herself falling… Falling… Falling… Falling… She tried desperately to clutch onto something but there was nothing there. She wanted it all to stop. She wanted to discover the secret of this haunting and recurring nightmare. This time, she had to know what happened at the end of the dream … after the fall. She forced herself to stay asleep. She didn’t want to wake up. She forced herself to stay in the dream. The silence was absolute. There was no wind, no air, just the awful sensation of falling that terrified her and turned her stomach. She was panicking, but she resisted waking up. She felt increasingly overcome by nausea, dizziness and fear. She kept her eyes closed and tried to calm down. Then gradually, the falling sensation vanished, and slowly her whole body relaxed. She had the impression of being wrapped in cotton. She felt more calm, almost sleepy, as if she was halfway between sleeping and waking… She woke up, lying in her bed. The light was on and her mother was kneeling beside her, tenderly watching over her. Her mother’s sweet face was lit by the warm glow of the bedside lamp. She felt safe, calm and rested. She tried to tell her mother what had happened, but she could not move her lips! She tried several times, but they wouldn’t budge. Panicked, she tried to move her head, but she couldn’t. Then, horrified, she tried to move an arm or a leg, but her body remained still. She was completely frozen. She couldn’t even move her eyes. That’s when her terror was complete. Her mother began falling to pieces and decomposing in front of her. Her skin turned to dusty parchment and peeled off, revealing the red and oozing flesh beneath. Hundreds of small worms crawled out of her nose and mouth. Her lips gradually broke away and fell off, leaving her jawbone bare. Her eyelids followed and fell off one after the other… She wanted to scream, she wanted to cry, but she couldn’t do anything but stare in horror at the spectacle of what was in front of her. Her terror reached new highs as her mother’s corpse decomposed into a mushy mass of flesh and bone. She felt her whole body go numb. She was freezing cold. Slowly she felt herself sinking… Sinking… Sinking… Sinking… Until everything turned to darkness and everything disappeared… The next day, her parents found her dead in her bed. She had suffocated during the night. Unbeknownst to her, she was suffering from sleep apnea. Every night, while she was asleep, her breathing was slowing down until it finally stopped. The alarm caused by the falling sensation in her nightmares had always woken her and prevented her from succumbing to suffocation… But by forcing herself not to wake up, she finally discovered what lay at the end of the dream… It was death.
Posted on: Thu, 18 Dec 2014 16:58:15 +0000