The bulb glowed weaker than it did yesterday. I couldn’t really understand the purpose of it, anyways. The room felt as dark as it ever was. The bulb could do nothing to lighten it. The lonely bulb was lit but the light never went out of it. The bulb felt more or less a containment for the light. As if it was trying to hold on to its final light energy. The darkness already engulfed me by the time I spend staring at the light, thinking about it. It didn’t matter though. I always did end up with the same result – waking up drenched in sweat, bed wet with it, panting, eyes going crazy looking around after waking up. My brain naturally did that. Couldn’t get it to understand the situation.
Anyways…the problem at hand, the mysterious messenger who keeps coming in my dream. I needed to find the truth, who he is and what he wants. I really don’t know why I keep referring him as the messenger. Never have I ever seen his face or even felt a bit of familiarity when I saw his dark shadowy figure in the distance. He didn’t come tonight. Tonight, was different. I was alone in the room, the only small light in front of me. I looked around the dark atmosphere. Nothing. Plain darkness and more darkness beyond. The plain I was on felt a lot different than any dark places that could exist in our universe. It felt lonelier, darker, more silent than anywhere in this world.
I could feel my blood rushing through my veins as I try to imagine the possibilities of getting stuck here forever and also probably my senses were off charts. Of course, this is a dream and anything can happen in a dream. The only problem is tonight I can feel myself dreaming, slipping away from the real world, My world, into this dark creepy room. It was barely a 10×10 foot in area with a shadow of a door in one end. I probably think its best not to venture into the dark and better stay here near the only source of light in the room. Time didn’t keep track for me. It moved or stopped, didn’t matter. I couldn’t hear my heartbeat but only the blood running through my veins. The rapid flow of the red liquid moving behind each other in a circulatory path within me. One of the only thing that reminded me that i was alive.
Over and around did I look. Only darkness. Not sure how much time have passed. Why was I even waiting for the him? Gods forbid I should stay here for long. I must wake up soon. But then a new set of fear suddenly crept in me. I don’t know what it really was or why I suddenly felt it. Something was coming.
I noticed the door opening slowly. Maybe slower than it can ever be opened. But time didn’t flow here. So, I waited – waited for whatever was that that was on the other side. The bulb above me flickered for the first time. It barely had enough light in it to really flicker that much but a faint one it did, like something suddenly made it jump and lost hold of the light but grasped it soon enough to store it back into the containment. It made the light weak. Darkness surrounding me, eating me up from every side as the light started losing its strength. But it didn’t lose all hope. Some last-minute strength made it not go all out into the darkness. It didn’t give away to it. Just like I should be doing now. The worst part of it was that by the time I remembered the slow opening door it was too late. The door was wide open already. Something had already got in. I was too distracted by the light to notice what it was. Now I may not be able to see what’s coming. What’s already there with me in the same room. Only a few feet away, with me, in the same darkness I shared.
I noticed something on the other side. Something tall. I could feel myself frozen, even unable to utter a word. It came closer, slowly. Approaching me through the dark air. As it came closer I could see it…see through it. It was a shadow. A dark entity of a shadow in the darkness. It seemed impossible for me to believe seeing something like a shadow in the darkness. A shadow which is rose. It was never on the ground. It almost formed a figure. A human figure but whom was the question.
It didn’t matter. It was almost near him. The light has gone out and now I stood there in the pitch black with a shadow in front of me.
Have I really developed site in the dark or was this all a feeling? I could never tell, not even now. It remained a mystery, how I was able to see everything including the shadow even in the dark. It never really mattered in the end because it saved my life and that’s all I care.
It stood right in front of me, staring, not breathing. I didn’t move out of fear. After a few minutes (or hours?), I could never tell, it held up its right hand and closed my eyes. I felt nothing on my skin but I could see, not the darkness but something else. Something I didn’t understand back then. It showed me myself standing on the pavement of some road. The asphalt looked clean and new. I didn’t understand what was going on. I was seeing myself standing on the pavement looking to cross the street. I couldn’t see anything past myself. Me in the vision started walking towards the crossing line and suddenly from around the corner a couple of drag racers turned to the lane drifting with their high-speed custom cars. I stood frozen in the middle of the road and that’s the last of what the hand showed me. The dark spirit moved away from me and the light came back on flickering the same way it went off. And it wasn’t the only change that I noticed. The darkness was calming down. I could easily breath again, sense the blood running through my veins meaning the silence came back.
In a glimpse of flash every turned to dust and vapors leaving me in a total blank space. Suddenly I woke up but this time I was cold, and felt energetic. I wasn’t panting like I usually do when I wake up but instead I got up and noticed that it was almost 6AM. So, I decided to get ready for school.
On my way out I noticed something familiar but I couldn’t remember what exactly. Something about some dark feeling. The vibe surrounding me all around yet I didn’t feel tired or sick. I went on the usual route to my school. I had to take a walk because our car was getting a repair. As I came near the crossing spot where I usually cross and get to the other lane I heard some cars revving up, accelerating somewhere and the sound was getting closer. Suddenly it all came to me. I remembered everything from the dream. This exact spot from the vision. I felt different feelings of fear & adrenaline. I decided to run back from that place run away from there and it was for the better. The two cars collided and exploded at the very spot I would have stood.
Whatever it was that warned me that night must have not had a good end.