Thursday Nightmares- [A Dream Inside a Dream] A Dream inside a Dream…. There were woods surrounding the big mansion we, my friends, class mates and family were going to stay for the weekend. The House, or should I say Castle was enormously big. But that was one of its charms. There were a lot of rooms for all the people, and I mean all of them, since there were a lot of people I knew, including me. I found myself standing beside my family and waiting at the main hall at floor #1. We were waiting patiently for someone to escort us to our rooms and such, but there wasn’t anyone there. Just us, standing there, waiting. Then, out of thin air, a man showed up. It must’ve been the manager. His face…was pale, very pale. The hair was black and shiny. The eyes were wide open, and his mouth was making a really huge grin. “Welcome to the Dreamful Mansion” He said, “Make yourselves at home”. Then just like he, a blonde young girl appeared out of thin air. She took my bag and made me to follow her to my room. There was something really interesting about the girl. She moved almost like a robot. But was it really ok if only one person takes care of the bags and luggage? When this girl finally stopped at a wooden door, taking out a key, she unlocked it and let me in. -Thank you. She didn’t say anything at all. But I saw her name was Jade, it was written on the name tag. -You Are Jade right? The girl just stood there and nodded her head. -Oh I’m sorry, are you able to speak? Her eyes were green and really pretty but, everything else was just fascinating. Though Jade didn’t say anything again, but slowly turned her head at one direction and really quietly whispered: -Sleep well tonight… Then turned and walked away. That was kind of creepy, but not that much. In that brief moment when I thought I was alone I heard footsteps behind me. Turning I saw the manager or the Mansion, just standing there by the door grinning. -Hello? -Why hello, young Ned… “How the hell did he knew my name?” I was wondering things, but was I able to ask him that? -Um, this room is quite nice… -Oh yea, it is, it used to be a room of a serial killer…But he later hanged himself…pity. ….. -Oh…is that so… God Job now I completely won’t be able to go to sleep tonight. And it was getting dark. -Did my family get in the rooms? -Yes, yes, your cousin is right next to yours, you may visit her, if you like. -I will surely do, thank you. As he was about to turn away, he then looked at me with a smile on the face, because his normal face was a smile, and told me something. -There are two rules here… 1st. You don’t get out of the bed after 1’o clock. He then continued to walk in the corridor. “What was the second rule?” I started wondering, but it was too late. Later on I went to visit my cousin which is 8 years older than me. When I walked in the room I saw a really close resemblance to my room, but it was different it its own way. -Hey Ned, what’s up? -Oh, nothing, just coming to see you, that’s all. -Ain’t this Mansion, just the best? I was starting to wonder if it’s just me that kind of feels something wrong in this Mansion, but then I brushed that though of my head and sat down the bed and had a nice laugh with her. After some time, we heard a knock on the door, but whoever it was it just said this, in a very creepy way, like there was something inside its mouth: -It’s time to go to beeeeeeed. We both looked at each other and made the exact same reaction. -What the Hell was that!? Then I remembered the first rule and I assumed I had to go, so I wished my cousin a goodnight sleep and went to my room, where everything seemed rather dark than before. After I went to sleep I saw something moving outside the window, but I didn’t pay much attention. I could feel that sensation of someone deeply watching you sleeping. It wasn’t that uncomfortable but it seemed really quiet…just too quiet. The following morning. When we woke up the next day, everything was just perfect. It was just like a story in the fairy tale books. The breakfast was delicious, then we had some time in the TV room, where we watched some movies. And then after some hours it was time for a pre-evening walk outside the Mansion. When most of the people were out I saw the manager waving to me. I went there to see what was so important. He welcomed me with his creepy smile and said the following thing: -The 2nd rule is that, if you don’t return in the Mansion until 20:00 o’clock, then something sinister will happen. I honestly didn’t know what to make of this, but soon after I kind of forgot about it and went to have fun with the others. Me and my family went inside a dog house and played with the dogs. But suddenly after some time the dogs started getting a bit shady. Like there wasn’t anything there, but there was. The dog I was petting bit me on the fingers, but it didn’t hurt that much. The thing that scared me was the look in his eyes…It was like he wasn’t really there, like it was transforming into a…creature that no one knew. Out of the blue we heard a really big bell ringing. -What’s that? Then I remembered…. -Oh Shit… The second rule…it was starting to take effect. I had to leave the dog house too see how one part of the Mansion was becoming old, rusty and damaged. Then the fields beside it turned into dirt. I saw a fell things coming out of the dirt… it was like a person…but just not human like…more like a demon. Then…I saw him… The manager was standing right in front of me, but he was standing right when the fields used to be, so there was some distance away from us, but I could still see…his transformation. It was like his face was starting to melt…that grin, it was turning upside down…it was showing some sort of an evil face… his eyes turned red…then his hair whitened. I don’t know what was happening… but we had to leave immediately. My dad, uncle and the others came out of the dog house…but they were different too…their eyes were white, and they seemed…possessed. -…I need to leave…Fuck this… I started running and just as I did, the army behind the manager started chasing after me. I was afraid, but I knew where to go. If I took the path in the forest it would lead me to the bridge we used to get here in the first place… so I had to run as fast as I could so that I survive…My family and friends…some of which who were still sane, took to a different path…but I was sure I would not see them again. The trees were a lot, so it was a bother for me to dodge them as I was sprinting down the road. Then I saw the little cabin that we passed on the way here. I remember seeing older people staying there, but now there were just skeletons. -Oh god…. WHERE THE HELL AM I? My first priority was to run as fast I could, because I knew they were chasing me… but I made the foolish mistake to turn around just too see Jade…at least the thing she was…now it was like I was seeing a spider…or something like a creature with four legs, just like a dog…walking as a spider chasing me, among the demons of creatures…That somehow boosted me and made me run even faster.” I HAVE TO GET TO THE BRIDGE” Then I saw it…the bridge…it was burning down… -OH…NO…. I had to think of something fast, as I was still running…Then I remember that there was water below the bridge…I just had to swim to the other side and I would be safe. I stopped right near the bridge and looked down to see if it as too deep, but it was almost perfect. I turned around and I saw how Jade made a really painful growl that made my ears deaf for a moment… -Now…or never. I jumped from the bridge and clashed into the water… I was safe…now I had to swim…waving with my hands I got to the surface of the water and saw how the demons were just looking down on me…I was… -WHAT THE… I felt something grabbing my leg…Looking down I see a skeleton pulling me towards the bottom. -NOOOO! I started to move every part in my body so that I could do something…but there were just too many creatures in the water…they were dragging me down…no oxygen… I couldn’t breathe…was I dying?........... The door opened and I woke up... …. My breathing was returning to normal…then…I recognized the room…I was back in the Mansion…I saw the good weather from the window and I kind of cheered up. There was some light coming from them, but I was too lazy to get up and move the curtains. Just lying on the good comfy bed. There were no creatures…no demons, no dogs chasing me…no fires… no possessed people…and certainly no creepy people. -…Good morning Ned. I turned to face the manager looking directly at me…with his wide open eyes and huge grin on his face…His pale skin was shining from the light that was coming from the windows. -Good morning…. I felt a little bit shaken, but I was good…Then I got terrified again, as I saw the mirror, right near the window…it was reflecting him…the manager, but not this form…the form he was in, inside my dream…His voice again started talking… -Did you have a…. nice NIGHTMARE!!AHAHAHAHAHAAH…… THE END! Thursday Nightmares- [Demon Inside] Once there was a boy, a boy who had thoughts different than others. He studied at a school, in which everyone had different opinions for different subjects. He was always threatened as an outsider, because most of the time he only would sit in his desk and draw. One day two boys from his class decided to go and make fun of him. -You are a weirdo- they said laughing- you are a loser! But the boy had no intentions of letting his anger go to waste. No he knew that if he lost control over his state, he would lose the battle immediately. Home his mother would always act nice with him. She loved her son from the bottom of her hearth, and if something would to happen to him, she would go crazy. Of course, the mother and son had a special connection with one another. They shared a mother’s love. There were a lot of things the boy found rather interesting to learn about, although he had subjects he wanted to avoid, because for him they caused a different light in his thoughts. One day the class would start to learn about a new subject. -Today class we are going to start learning religion- said the teacher while smiling at the kids- I hope you all do nice at it. The boy felt rather uncomfortable listening to her read the bible. He felt sick, he wanted to go home. -Are you okay-asked the teacher-you looks rather pale. The boy only nods his head and continued to stay still in his desk. He knew he couldn’t take it anymore, but for the sake of the teacher, he managed to listen to the whole lecture. After class he went to his locker room to pick up some other notebooks. He noticed on his calendar that the end of the month was coming. He always circled it in red, so that he knows it’s coming. Suddenly someone pushed him inside and nearly broke his nose. -There he goes again acting all weird and stupid- said one of the boys who bullied him. The boy felt wrath, but wasn’t gonna use it…just now. -Do you want to hit me? No response from him. -Because if we were alone, I would beat you up to a bloody pulp. Then the bully turned around and walked away. The students who saw this accident only laughed like there wasn’t anything weird happening at all. “Soon, you will find out” …Though to himself the boy. After some time, it was the end of the month. The boy was happy, because on this day, he could act freely, and not be in trouble. After school, with the permission of his mother he went outside to “play” with the other boys. As soon as he arrived at the popular play spot the bullies from school quickly surrounded him. He was trapped. -I warned you, didn’t I? We are alone in the woods, with no one to help you…And… do you remember what I promised you? The boy smiled and replied, for the first time ever to him. -You said that you would be beaten by me to a bloody pulp. -Exactly…wait…YOU! The bully punched the boy in the face with all of his strength. He felt good, he felt dominance. But then, he felt this uneasy feeling of something coming for him. Something was odd. Very odd. Like there was someone, or something watching him, but from where? The boy stood up, with his mouth busted open and looked the bully in the eyes. Right then the bully froze in fear. That dreadful feeling came back with full force. He felt something sinister. The boy was looking directly at him… but his eyes were…bleeding… -What…are…y-ou...? The boy smiled and with a really deep and growly voice said something no one understood. -Ego sum pessimus somnum exterreri solebat! [ I am your worst nightmare] The bully was about to faint, but then…OH then, the boy started to…transfigure… Hors grew out of his forehead, his skin turned dark. His eyes became red. His hair started to grow and turn black. Then from his back large wings emerged and viciously attacked the other two boys leaving only the main one standing there without nothing to say and do. -…I’m sorry…Please…don’t hurt me…Please… The bully started crying in front of the Demon Like boy. The Demon placed his hands on the shoulders and patted him. The bully felt relief, but all of a sudden the Demon grabbed his head and started squishing it. -AGHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!! The Demon quickly smashed the head of the bully, and his torso fell on the ground, spilling blood everywhere. The demon felt his anger vanish. He finally avenged himself for the things they did to him. His Demon Inside…was the best thing that would happen, to a lonely boy, who had anger so much built inside him, that only for one day in the month, he would let it all go. Now that he was done, and he felt better, he turned back to the normal boy he was…or more like the people thought he was, and started walking home, counting how many people are left…For him to…’’play’’ with… Thursday Nightmare-[Phenomena’s] Ghosts, spirits, poltergeists, phenomenon’s… I like all kind of stories that feature paranormal type things. Every night for my amusement I go to a scary web site in which they post stories and read them until I feel that feeling of someone watching you from the dark. You see I’ve never seen something in which the paranormal explanation is valid. I always wanted to visit a place in which I certainly know is haunted, but I couldn’t because my town in which I lived wasn’t any interesting when it came to that sort of stories. Until that day when I felt strange. Our town is small, so naturally I knew almost all the kids in our street. Every day we would walk together; almost every time varying from 3-5 kids- to school and then returned back home. Our path wasn’t that long. We had to cross the river then walk by the church and then walk inside this tunnel which lasted about 10 minutes. After that we would just walk straight forward and the school was starting to show from the many trees. One day though I found out that 3 of my friends were sick from a really nasty plague so I had to go alone, leaving the other 2 because they were just walking with us, nothing more. So I pack my stuff and leave the house. I follow our usual path to school and I don’t feel scared of walking alone in the woods, because there’s a lot of nature rangers which live in the woods and help lost people, animals and just work there. I crossed the river and then passed the church. As I was walking to the tunnel I started thinking about it. You see; many years ago there was this town legend that in this tunnel lived a creature which searched for kids. When a child; like me- walked inside of it, he would immediately attack it and kill it because it was a bad child for walking alone in the woods. And allegedly 5 kids disappeared when they walked inside the tunnel alone. “What is this non-sense I’m thinking of right now…?” I just walked forward without hesitating. But then I stopped right in the front of the entrance. I felt something…like a breeze coming from it. Was I imagining things. I stupidly looked behind me to see if there was someone coming, but there was no one. “Strange...” That didn’t stop me from walking in though. I didn’t want to get scared like a chump every time I experienced something scary. I felt proud by walking in, and just for a moment I was happy, until I felt this…uneasy feeling. It was dark in it…it was a tunnel, of course it was dark in it. But that wasn’t it. I felt that breeze even more…My body god shivers all of a sudden. I’ve read that when you feel this you have to remain calm and to focus onto one point in view. But how could I remain calm when I was starting to imagine footsteps behind me. I knew there was no one behind me because when I looked behind me the last time, there was absolutely no one coming from the church and there was no one crossing the bridge. The footsteps got a little bit faster…Okay now I felt the fear I was talking about to keep inside you. But…how could I not…I was a mere child. “Don’t turn around, don’t turn around, focus look forward….” But then I heard this awfully low and away voice. Like there was someone crying for help. I had to turn around…There was no one there…Nobody was following me… Then I turned forward again…only to feel my heart skip a beat when I saw this shadowy figure waving at me from a distance not so far from me. “Oh god…please let me pass this tunnel…” I was starting to pray because I once again started thinking about the disappeared kids. I once again felt this uneasy feeling. Then the shadow figure started screaming all of a sudden. My body just started running all of a sudden. I didn’t know what was happening, but I forced my body to stop there, where the figure was. Sweat started coming down on my eyes. My stomach was starting to turn upside down. This dreadful and strange feel started sinking in my bones. All of a sudden I heard this voice…saying something…saying it in a way like from a broken telephone. -I... -hea—rd... you like….gh…ost…? My legs almost went limp. I didn’t know what to think of this. Before me something large appeared. It was like a…creature…with really colorful red eyes, staring deep in your soul. It had…big sharp teeth…but everything else was just dark and disfigured. -My na---me…is…Dread…… This time I felt his voice perfectly fine, although it was still coming from beyond the grave. -You dared to walk alone...even though you know that, you would die. I was just too afraid to speak. -You are afraid…Heheheh…Let me ask you this…Are you ready to…walk by this tunnel? There was only one way for me to say “yes” so I nodded my head really slowly. -Gooooooood…now then, if you answer this question right…I will let you pass every time you walk through this tunnel…But it you fail to answer my question…Then you will be taken away… by her…in the darkness. The ghost was giving me a chance to save myself…now I had to answer a question, and my safety would be guaranteed. -I’m...r-ea-dy… -Nooooooow then…What will happen if today…you live? What kind of question was that? I dint know what to answer…but then I started thinking logically. What would people say to this; maybe start telling the ghost what will they do from now on? Everything about today that will happen? All of those kind of answers started filling my head until I heard it speak again… -Whaaaaat…is your answer? -I…i--…won’t die…? The thing nodded and let me pass by pointing in the right direction. Now that I looked ahead of me I saw 3 ways…but it was pointing at the left one. -Yooooou are correct…you may pass…but know this…if you pass this tunnel again with people…those people will be placed under the same conditions as you…The thing I want from you…is to be alone when you walk through here… -Why? -Froooom all the people I asked this question…you were the only one to get it right…now you granted yourself a forever pass. But DON’T…walk in here…with others… Then it vanished…and everything around me got brighter…like because of this it got really dark. I checked the time and I got shocked…the time had stopped…and I felt like I was talking with him for minutes and minutes…I had to hurry… 2 Years Later… Since the day I met Dread, I always started getting up 5 minutes early than my friends and crossed the bridge, walked by the church and then through the tunnel alone, without no one stopping me. But one day…there was a boy that wanted to walk with me…I wasn’t sure about it, but I agreed. When we were about to go in the tunnel I asked him to continue walking because my shoelaces weren’t tied. He agreed and proceeded on walking…I lied…I wanted to see what would happen if he got the question wrong…I watching from the dark…just like Dread watched me walk in. I saw his disfigured shadow body, red eyes, and sharp teeth come out of the walls and stop the boy. It asked him the same question…But then I noticed something...behind him…it was something like a figure…again a shadow figure…but there was no head…It was wearing a dress, so I decided it was a girl. Then I remembered Dread’s words from back then. “But it you fail to answer my question…Then you will be taken away… by her…in the darkness.” I watched as the boy failed to answer. But…Dread still let him pass by…though he was pointing at the right way…He didn’t vanish…the dark didn’t disappear…the boy walked…and then the body with no head…started running towards him…he couldn’t see her…She grabbed him and started pulling him to the walls. He was furiously struggling to escape…but he was captured by the dark. I wasn’t afraid…I was pleasured…I wanted to see more of it…More of the Phenomenon’s of the Dark! Thursday Nightmare- [The Clinic] When I opened my eyes, at first it was really bright. I couldn’t see anything, but after some time my eyes got used to the light. I was laying on a bed in a hospital room. I don’t know why, but there I was. I made an attempt to sit on the bed, but then I felt some tightness around my arms and torso. I started looking around to see what was happening; only to see that my hands and torso were tied to the bed with some belts. I quickly started moving around, and they unbuckled really easy. Everything is really suspicious- I thought to myself while sitting up. Looking around I noticed that the door was wide open. Getting of the bed I headed towards the corridor, which was pitch black. I looked for a light key, but I didn’t see one. That was odd. Why was my room the only one to be on? -again I started thinking. I noticed a small candlestick placed on the shelf, which was next to the bed, along with a letter. I was curious at first, so I first grabbed the letter. Good morning. It seems you’ve woken up, otherwise you wouldn’t be reading this message. You probably wonder, why you are still here, but that’s not important right now. What’s important right now is for you to find your way out of this clinic. But you need to be quick. Because you see the candle on the candlestick is starting to melt. You only need to follow the signs on the walls. YOU CANT’T MISS THEM. When I finished reading it, I really noticed how the candle is starting to melt faster. I quickly grabbed it and went out to the corridor. Now that there was light shining I could see, where to go. On the left side was the terrace, but on the right side was a long corridor leading to an exit. I started walking but then I noticed that everything was empty. Nobody was in the rooms I was passing by. The walls were covered in blood, on which was written: GO OR DIE! I started getting rather uncomfortable walking in the darkness, but I had to. I didn’t know why, but my legs just walked and walked. -Hey… Shivers went down my spine when I heard somebody whispering in the shadows. -Yea…you, with the light. Come here…closer. The voice itself sounded under-grave like. I pointed the candlestick towards the voice; only to see a door which was a tiny bit opened. -If you want…you can come inside and be with me. It’s gonna be a really nice time. Just enter the room…and you will see for yourself. I just couldn’t trust this voice. I just felt this uneasy feeling, because this voice was so unnatural. It was like something was forcing him to say it, or more like growl it. Then I don’t know how, but as I turned the light shined on the lower half of the door, and that’s when I really felt scared. The door was somehow dripping with blood. I had to continue walking. I shouldn’t even stop. Now I started running. Hearing voices coming from a lot of rooms I just didn’t dare to stop and hear what they want to say to me. The priority right now was to get the hell out of here. I didn’t even know, where was i. Or how I got here. But running from this place seemed like the best plan. While running I tripped on something on the floor and fell down. The candlestick broke and the candle itself went out. I think the floor was wet. I didn’t know why, but I felt this rather heavy smell of metal. It was like I was covered in blood. When I got up I couldn’t see anything, but I felt the voices again. Then the rooms opened. The darkness was so thick that I couldn’t even see anything moving. Footsteps echoed in the corridor, and then I heard them. People, or creatures were walking towards me, now that I didn’t have the light to guide me. -Oh no…. I quickly started running again, but this time I couldn’t see anything, so kept an easy step. I could hear the voices yelling me to stop and come with them, but that wasn’t even a plan for me. Getting out was the plan, but the darkness was stopping me, since I couldn’t see almost nothing. While running I felt something grab my shoulder. Even If I looked what was behind me, I couldn’t see it. But I turned around, only to see those deep red eyes staring directly into the core of my poor soul. Then many hands grabbed every part of my body and started pulling back. -No! STOP! DON’T PULL ME BACK! I couldn’t do anything to stop them. I felt so weak, that I nearly lost unconsciousness, but then a sudden ray of light shined the corridor. My eyes didn’t hurt; I could see someone holding down the door for the exit. It was waving at me to continue running and leave this place. The things that were holding me quickly started getting back in the darkness so I once again got up and started sprinting towards the open room. The person that was helping me smiled, right before I entered the room. when I opened my eyes at first it was really bright. I couldn’t see anything, but after some time my eyes got used to the light. I was laying on a bed in a hospital room. I don’t know why, but there I was. Looking around I saw my father laying on one of the sofas in the room. My grandma then entered the room and started laughing out of joy. I remembered how I got in a car accident. Now everything came in place. This realm that I was in, was the afterlife. I didn’t go to the shadows, which helped me. I came back to life with this. But I felt really sick. Like my head was hurting and everything else was bad. Then I saw that my grandma was staring into my eyes. I felt rather uneasy by that look. It was like she wanted me to die or something. But then she smiled. And I attempted to smile, but everything was in pain so I just winked at her. But then her face turned into a grin. She started walking towards me. In her hands something shined. It was a knife. I couldn’t do anything. Looking at my dad I saw him looking directly at me. I felt this unimaginable pain in my lungs, then the knife twisted and started messing up everything. My dad got up from the sofa and softly said, while caressing my cheek: -You should have stayed in the shadows… They tried to warn you! It seemed like, I didn’t escape the afterlife. I went right into it. I let myself get caught. And now… my soul left me… foREVer… Thursday Nightmare- [Dark Roads] The cigarette ash was falling down on the perfectly white plates of the sidewalk. While releasing the smoke out of my mouth, I noticed how many of the stores on this particular street were either closed or for sale. That was kind of a shame, because this street used to be really populated in the past years, but now it’s become a street in which most of the people take s a shortcut to another street or home, since there were a lot of buildings in the area. Still looking around I noticed a taxi cab parked near the curve of the street. I needed one, but as soon as I started to hurry, the cab left, to either an order or because the driver had some work. -Damn… The cigarette was almost done, so I threw it on the street and continued walking forward. Today’s day was totally exhausting, so I needed a nice shower, dinner, and sleep. The wind was making my coat make a funny noise. It was getting really cloudy, so I figured it would start raining soon. After turning right on the curve on the street I now started walking on the final block, till home. This part of the area, was kind of tricky. You see, I was a man who didn’t believe in stories about ghosts and stuff like this, but for a fact I knew from friends that this part of our small town was sort of freaky. My colleague Greg told me about this creature he got in contact one day. By his description it was something like a mix of a dog and a deer. By his words, on that day, he was coming late from work, and when he took this curve; which lead to a small neighborhood with a couple of houses, which were built nearly close to each other; he saw this strange creature running down the street holding something that looked like a human arm. Then the thing passed his driving car, and from the headlights he described a dog looking creature, with not so long, but not so short legs and with hors coming out of his ears. The rest of the body was covered in blackish substance, which kind of reminded him of tar. Of course I was rather skeptical of that, so I didn’t make anything out of this story. Although now that I was forced to walk to the small neighborhood I was kinda paranoid about it, so I kept looking both directions, looking for the beast my friend saw that day. There was nothing there, so I kinda got relieved about it. Though when I passed a large bush near some trash containers I heard this really loud noise. I can’t lie that I didn’t get scared, but I still went back to see what was the thing making it. When I kicked the trash container a cat jumped out of it and started looking me frighten. -Oh, I’m really sorry little guy. Then the kitty got near me, and I was able to pet him for a while. But looking at his collar, I figured that it belonged to someone in the neighborhood. And yes, there was a small medallion thingy in which said that it belonged to Sarmons. They lived at the house next to mine. -That’s good, I will be able to play with you. The kitty purred and started walking by my side. When I got close to my house I figured that it was too late for me to knock on the door on the Sarmons, so I just let the kitty stay in my house, and on the morning I would return him back to his owners. While putting my fingers in the pocket of my trousers for the keys, I saw something that gave me the chills. From the spot where I heard the noise, a large looking dog with strange horns, emerged from the bushes near the trash container. It looked rather strange and in the same way, really creepy and dirty. It was big, but it was skinny. Then the beats looked directly at me, since I wasn’t really far from the spot, and with a distorted voice said: -Oh, I’m really sorry little guy. When the thing stopped talking it looked at me in a really strange way. It twisted its head in a really particular way, like it wasn’t supposed to be able to do that, but it still did it. Then out of nowhere it again started speaking really badly. -That’s good, I will be able to play with you. This time I really got really freaked out, so I unlocked the door to my house and went inside faster than ever. I tried not to think about it, but it was in my head and it constantly reminded me of the voice and looks of the creature. Now when I start thinking about it more closely I started figuring out stuff that even more creeped me out. It was trying to get my attention with the noise it makes the first time. Bit I thought it was coming from the trash container. What would have happened if I went to see if it was coming from the bushes? And the voice it makes…it was almost human like, but still it sounded rather scary and…somehow not right. From then I started coming home, earlier than I used to. Who knows…one day I might get caught by the creature, that lurks in the Dark Roads. Thursday Nightmare- [Forest Rival] The year was 20... when I started working as a forest ranger. It wasn’t the best job I could think of, but I made myself money enough to buy some bread, since then I lived in a small apartment. Being an 18-year-old boy, who moved out from his parent’s house I had to save up some money. The job itself was nice, but sometimes it was just lonely. It was a forest near a park, in which many people went on walks or camping. I myself liked to walk in it, since it gave me this really calm atmosphere that I wanted. Also gave me time to think about my future, since I didn’t get to think about it often. The trees were really tall, and almost no sun was allowed to be in the forest by them, which was more than enough for me, since no one, at least for me, likes walking on a sunny road. There were spots which I preferred to go, since they were really beautiful, and had this nice fresh air. I would often visit those places, when I was on duty to look over the forest. Sitting and leaning towards a tree I would get a notebook and start writing about life and things that have happened in general. One day the person who was about to come and take over the second shift called and told me that he could not make it, due to his car not working. That pissed me of, but I still figured that I would have a double shift and paid double as well, so I didn’t complain as much as I wanted. Then I decided to walk in the forest like I usually did and seeing that it was 16:30 it was time for an afternoon break, so what better place than the forest? Grabbing a bottle of water from the fridge I left the small house near the entrance of the forest and went inside disappearing from the world. I started walking and instantly getting my mind ready for the nice and cool break. I wanted to take a rest, since most of the times I would just watch the cameras, until I had to go on a Forest check, which was to personally check if there was something happening in the forest. I preferred doing that, more to just standing there and doing nothing. I reached a spot which I usually would consider stopping at, but now something told me to continue walking forward in the forest. There weren’t many people right now, since it was hot, and probably because it was Friday. Most times people came on the weekends. That was one thing I was glad of. I didn’t want people to come since they would make me cancel my break, and I really wanted to rest for a while. I passed another usual spot, and another one, and then I got to a place so deep in the woods that I haven’t visited before. It was strange since I knew the forest like the back on my hand, but this particular area was kinda strange in a way. I stopped and sat by a tree. The bottle I was caring was almost empty, but that didn’t bother me much, since I wasn’t that thirsty. I opened my notebook, which was in one of my pockets the whole time, and grabbed a pen, and started writing about things that were interesting to me. It was really interesting how a human’s mind could imagine so many things and scenarios that will never happen. It was fascinating how my mind worked from times to times. I would think of something and it will lead to another thought, which will lead me back from the starting point of the first thought, until I get to the final thought that I wanted to reach. That was hard for people who didn’t have anything to think of in the world. Many people used it as an excuse to not think. Falling in your thoughts will make you disappear from real life and get you stuck into a web of your own thoughts until you figure out how to get out of that web and return back to real life. Was it really important enough for people to come back to reality, when you brain would give you everything that you asked from it, since the brain is the thing that the thoughts originally are born? That question in my mind was interrupted by a sound of leaves crunching on the ground. Someone was coming here, which was really interesting, since I think I was the only one to know of this place. I got up instantly, since I didn’t want to be interrupted again, which meant I was about to head to another usual place of mine, when I heard a voice so familiar I kinda got shivers down my spine. -You don’t have to leave. Its only you. – confusingly said a voice. -Who is there? – I asked while looking in all of the directing. -It is i… you. – said a person coming from behind a tree who looked exactly like me. I was so confused in what was happening. His face looked exactly like mine, which was bothersome. I didn’t know people who looked like me existed. I was so blown away that I didn’t say a word. I just stared back and looked for any matching things in us. The ears, eyes, nose, mouth, eyebrows, cheeks, hair, torso…everything in him was the same. -W-what is going on? – I asked the person. -Nothing is going on. We are just standing looking at each other, and you are figuring out what is going on. -How do you know me? -I know you, because you are me, and I am you. We think alike. We make everything alike. We even speak alike. – he calmly answered. I didn’t know what to do, but I didn’t want to leave the place, without knowing what was going on. -How are you here? – I asked him directly. -How am I here? – he replied confused. -Yes, how did you get here? How did you find me? The person that looked like me smiled and grinned really creepy. -I am you…wherever you go…I go…wherever you are…I’m there too. But, you can say that I am a person who doesn’t think about stupid questions like you. I don’t day dream like you. I am a thought made by you. A person who is so locked in real life, person who is trapped inside his mind and doesn’t know how to use it. I AM YOU! I AM ME! He launched himself at me. I had to defend myself. Still holding the pen in my hand, I stabbed him in the throat right when he got right before me. I saw him grin again as his blood was dripping on me. He was looking directly in my eyes and was just staring into them while his life was slowly leaving his body. His legs bended and he fell down. His blood was one me…my blood was one me. Who was I? When I blinked again I found myself laying on the ground by the tree that I was leaning on. My notebook was placed next to my head. It was placed on today’s page I wrote on. After the stuff I wrote there was something like a P.S written on the left corner. It looked like my handwriting, but I wasn’t really sure. It stated: We are Rivals now. Forest Rivals. Me and you… are the same person. The person, who thinks, and dreams, and dies, knowing someday, his mind will come to life…just like I did. Remember that your mind, doesn’t belong in the realm of dreams, until your body dies… With love…Yourself. Thursday Nightmare- [The Wicked Conclusion?] I was a man, who didn’t want to be surrounded by people every possible second of my life. I was more of a lonely person than a person with no home. Although, I was still surrounded by people all the time, but not the way you think. The people on the internet. Yes, I didn’t go outside after I was done from work, I didn’t go on small walks in the park near my house or anywhere as a matter of fact. My friends, if I could still call them that, decided not to hang with me, since I wasn’t on their level. Yes, even from a young age, I was thinking differently from other people. You see some people who are 20 or more think like 10 year olds, and when I was 10 years old, I began to understand, that there were a lot more problems in the world, that the people want us to see. That there is more than getting a job or becoming famous. What’s that gonna give you when you die? Last time I checked, when a person dies, he is buried in the ground, like the rest of the people who didn’t have the fame the famous had. But yet again, you still burry him 6 fix under the surface, which makes him the same as “normal people”. Thoughts like this made me reconsider what I wanted to become. Did I want to start a career in some big company, or did I wanted to become a technological genius and invent a brand new thing the world has never even seen? No… I didn’t, why would I want? I knew that one day I would die, and nothing would change that fact. Nothing would, I just knew it. From then I decided to live my life like an outsider who didn’t have any motive in life. Many years had passed and I wasn’t gonna change my decision. I was staying up late, went to sleep at 4 in the afternoon and woke up at 4 in the morning. Shit like that. One day as I was browsing, without paying attention, in the internet my computer just shut down. I was shocked for a second, but then I decided to lay on the bed, since my bed was right next to my computer. The computer itself was placed on a small wooden coffee table. My room wasn’t a mess, but it wasn’t the cleanest thing you would see. All of the times it was dark in it, since I had bought some black curtains and that made everything in night mode. Any light from the sun was really disturbing to me. When I placed my head on the comfy pillow I grabbed my phone and started looking things from it. After 5 minutes my phone suddenly shut down too. “Strange” I thought to myself as i was trying to make it start again. Nothing… Then I decided to check if the computer was working, so I pushed the start button, but nothing happened. -Maybe I haven’t paid the electricity for this month… It was hard but when I looked at the clock to see the time it was already passing 7 in the morning. -Well, maybe I should go to sleep…Although I woke up after 3… I just closed my eyes and went into a state of thoughts. That state, where you can think of anything you want to think. I often went into that sort of imagination, which helped me from times to times. Suddenly I heard a scratch from the closet which was 2 meters from the table. I didn’t think anything of it, since the weather today was too windy. But then the sound happened again. It wasn’t a sound which the wind would made. I opened my eyes and it took some time for me to adjust to the darkness in the room, even If it was a blue color outside, thought the curtains defended me from the light. When I looked at the closet, there wasn’t anything there, but the door to the middle was slightly opened. I just made this sound when I person makes when he doesn’t like something, which sound like – mhgh. I once again laid on the bed and closed my eyes, but then I felt something. That feel when someone is about to touch you. I quickly opened my eyes again and then it happened. Something grabbed my neck with both hands and started choking me. It was some invisible thing, because I couldn’t see anything. By breath was beginning to fade, and if it was bright in the room, you could see that I was turning blue. I could see that there was something like a shadow choking me, but it didn’t have any features on the face. It was like a mannequin, but invisible. “Am I dying right now? Is this my end?” Those were my thoughts, but then…it stopped chocking me. My breath came back to me and sent air into my body and lungs, which started working normally again. Everything was dark, but after I thought that the black curtains fell and revealed the light that was coming from the bright blue sky. The sun was raising, as the light rays were coming in my room and softly touched my face. That was a sign to get my bum out of the house and go somewhere, before I died wickedly like that. At least it was the thing I wanted it to be… Thursday Nightmare- [The Antichrist] So you know how young boys and girls get drunk and do something stupid? Well that's what happened to me. It all started some weeks back. Me and a couple of my friends were night walking, which is what it sounds like, walking the streets at night. Of course we had to get some beer with us, because why not? We would often sit down on benches and just talk, or we would go to a park and hang out there. The boys: George, Alex, Morgan and Karl were just hilarious to hang out with. Cracking jokes out of nowhere, it was just awesome. George was a year older than me, which made him the oldest, and me 2nd oldest. Not to mention that we all had the same mind. It was just amazing how we could predict what the other person will say. In one particular night, we didn’t really felt like sitting down, so we just agreed to walk on forward and tell each other stupid stories. The streets wanted us to walk aimlessly, so we did. Being our drunk selves we laughed like idiots the whole time we walked. But it was fun, we were having fun, although it was getting late, so George suggested that we head back to our neighborhood, since we lived in the same one. Everyone agreed and we started walking back, but Karl noticed something ahead on the street, while turning around. It was something like a church, but it was really close to breaking apart. It looked really abandoned, so of course there were suggestions to go inside it. Karl and Morgan wanted to go inside, and since we didn't really rush for anywhere George decided to take a look inside. He kicked the door and entered first. He had to use his phones flashlight to see, because it was pitch black in there. We did the same. Splitting up wasn't even given as an idea, since according to Alex that's how people died in the movies. Entering a room after another we didn't find anything but desks and chairs. There was something like a closet, filled with colorful chalks. At first we didn't understand anything. Then we went to the second floor. And that's where it got creepy. There were three rooms there and just when we climbed the last stairs we saw so many drawings on the walls, doors, floor, there was just drawings of the Devils pentagram. There were also some crucifixes that were turned upside down. On them was spilled blood, and just looking at then give me the chills. George was looking around and I could feel his fear as he saw the blood. "We have to get out guys" quietly whispered George. I heard him so I nodded my head. Just when I turned around to go back, followed by the others we heard something like a door opening, that cracking sound a door makes, made my blood chill. Slowly turning around, we saw a figure of a man. It was just too dark to see how he looked like, but just seeing that dark figure in a church, if could call it like that, made the dread that was covering it way deadlier. The figure just stood there, then his head leaned on the left, then on the right. Finally, he said something loudly, that I didn't even understand. It was in a differing language that I can say. After that I don't really remember what happened since we started running like crazy. I didn't look back even once, but in the end, we got back safe. Sometime later in the week, at school I noticed something like a message placed on some of the lockers. It said that Karl was missing, and there was just no way to find where he went. Me and George went to see his parents, but all they said was that they found a crucifix layer on his bed. After hearing that George looked at me with fear in his eyes. -Do you think that... - he then suddenly stopped and shrugged that thought out of his head. We then walked back home. In the coming weeks Alex and Morgan also disappeared, which made me and George really worried. After sometime I decide to stay at home and be safe, although school was still active so I had to go there. I saw George one morning, but he looked really stressed out. His clothes were all messy and his hair was really everywhere. He saw me, and quickly came by me. -Dude! - shouted from a part George- someone is following me. I think I lost him, but I'm not sure. I told him to keep calm and return back home. He agreed and took a taxi. When school ended I headed back home. I wasn't really aware if what was going to happen, so staying calm was one of the best thing I could do. What if that shadowy figure back in the church was hunting us one by one. That sounded really scary in my head, so unlocking the door for the building door I started to think about something different. When I entered my house I first saw the mirror, with my reflection on it. I headed to my room, knowing my parents would return back later in the afternoon. I saw my reflection…but I made the mistake of not noticing the turned upside down crucifix above the mirror... Thursday Nightmare- [Delusional Reality] The road that would lead me back home was nice and quiet. Most of the driving was relaxing, since the road had no other cars than mine. Coming back from work was always nice. All day sitting behind a desk and doing some documents, but a job is a job, I can't do anything about it, plus I need the money to feed my family, to whom I'd give everything for. I got to the point at the road where I have to turn left. There's a really big walnut three which was seeded there many years ago. Passing it made my head hurt, which I couldn't really explain why. I remember how much fun I had playing at that tree growing up. It was the time where people would feel nothing but joy, and didn’t know how much suffering comes after you become an adult. I shuck the pain away and entered the neighborhood. Our house was the first, so parking the car was really important, since the driveway was really narrow. I hadn't even left the car yet and my 8-year-old son was coming at me with a really fast pace. I grabbed him and started swinging him in the air. -Yaaaay! - started happily shouting Kevin. I placed him back on the ground and with a big smile on the face Kevin looked at me and asked: -How was work today daddy? I sight and grabbed my suitcase and told him everything went good, although it didn't. He then grabbed my hand and started pulling me back in the house. My wife saw me and quickly came and hugged me. -Welcome back dear! Was work good today? Her face made that scared look you make when at the doctor. -It was... Well the usual. -Aw, well let's not worry about that. I made a really tasty dinner. That was great news for me, since I was really hungry for anything. Taking my coat off I washed my hands and sat down the table, while Jennifer was pouring some of the nice hot chicken soup in a medium looking bowl. Kevin sat down at the table and started rushing her mother to place the food on the table. I was really hungry too, and inside I wanted to join Kevin with the rushing, but I was going to act like an adult. Sometime later, after the dinner was gone and my stomach was full I decided to go relax on the sofa and watch some TV. I grabbed a beer and landed on it successfully. Jennifer was upstairs ironing clothes. Kevin was sitting by the sofa and was playing with the Lego constructor I bought him. There was nothing interesting on the TV, just the news, but sure, why not? Watching the news would give me some things to talk about at work, or even discuss. While watching I felt my head hurting again, but I thought that I was just too tired, but then I looked at Kevin and it started hurting even more. Kevin looked at me and smiled, but my expression made him make a worried face. - What's wrong daddy? - asked Kevin while looking at my hand with was placed on my head. - It's... It's alrig-ht... He didn't seem convinced so the boy stood up and went to the kitchen and returned a few moments later holding a pill in his little palm, and a glass of water. I looked at him surprised. -This is the pill mommy takes when her head hurts. -Oh... I gladly took it, but nearly dropped it. I looked at him again and saw his figure bending, or vanishing. It was like I was seeing a ghost. I got afraid, it was like I was seeing a static wave on the TV but on my son. My head almost exploded out of the pain I was feeling. My eyes closed... And the pain stopped. I slowly gained consciousness... And the pain reappeared. It was even more than before. My eyes didn’t want to open... But I forced them... Once they were open, everything was blurry and I nearly lost consciousness again. I managed to stay conscious only to see that I'm in the car. Everything was so washed away, that my mind was in all kind of placed. The car was all wrecked from every point of view you looked at it. The steering wheel was all bloody. The wind shield was broken. The tires didn’t even look like ones. The body of the car was like accordion. Obviously the car crashed…and I somehow survive, or I was at the end of my strength. What would Jennifer think of me when she seems me all broken like this? It was then when I remembered that I didn't had a wife or son to begin with. I had crashed into the large walnut tree. My car was reeking of alcohol... Everything in my head was screaming in pain and agony. My mind was wrecked from all this poison I had swallowed. I didn't want to live, that was one of my many motives to get drunk and end up like this. Crashing was the only way for me to die... And see the Delusional reality I was living in... Thursday Nightmare/Volume Final- [The Origin of the Ripper] Thursday Nightmare /Volume Final The Origin of the Ripper. This is a story about the origin of Jack the Ripper, the way I think it went down. It’s just fiction, so please don’t think it’s really this. I just wanted to end of the Volume of Thursday Nightmares series like this, like a bigger story and just a real life thing behind it. So please Enjoy! Many things can drive a person insane, make him believe he has the potential of becoming a serial killer, but some things that happen in your life can make you do things, gruesome things, that can turn you from a normal living human being, into something you don’t even recognize in your reflection of the mirror. The horrors you so deeply want to stay away from start to make you want to see them more and more, until your eyes turn red, and the blood of the poor and weak souls cover your hands. But what I’m about to tell you can make you rethink what’s wrong and what’s Right. What I’m about to tell you is a story, my story, how it started, and what turned me into the so well know Jack the Ripper! The Beginning My mother was a beautiful woman. She always wanted to make her husband happy, and dad would do the same for her. When she was going to give birth to me, dad wasn’t there to see me, but he rushed so hard to get there, that on the entrance of the hospital he received a massive heart attack, and passed away. Some people found him dead on the ground with a bouquet in his hand, which was supposed to be delivered to my mother. After that, she started getting depressed. Her depression got her in a state of confusion and self-hate. I was little then, so I couldn’t possibly understand what was going on, but I knew she was sad. Many years passed, and I was already 9 by the time she started drinking out of pain and misery. I didn’t blame her, it was painful to know your significant other passed away trying to reach you, while you were giving birth to a wonderful child. Her obsession with alcohol became even stronger when she decided to visit a pub, so that she can let the pain die. It wasn’t long enough when she returned back home with a stranger I didn’t know. It was a guy who, by the words of mum, “was there to help her with her sadness”. At first I didn’t really get what was that, but after she switched between many others it was just impossible for you not to see that she was selling her body. Once a seamstress, then a laundress, after that a cook, and by the time her “depressions” was over she turned, into the kind of woman I grew to detest. The worst part was that, she started a relationship with one of the guys she was sleeping with, and…that was when she turned into a monster. Her behavior started to morph into something I haven’t seen. Every time I came back from school, she checked my grades, which were really high. But that wasn’t the case with her, I though she wanted me to become something big, but she didn’t like the fact I had good grades, so normally she would beat me so bad, I couldn’t even sleep because of pain, but there were times when she called her new man to finish the job. I hated them both…but that man was just horrible to live with. He was fat and ugly. Had the most disgusting face a human being can have. His eyes were yellow from all the cigarettes he smoked. Always reeked of alcohol, and never stopped eating when there were things in the house mom made. The Trauma Years passed and I was already 18 and had developed a massive hate for the women that sell their bodies, and for the people who gave money to them so that they can, as mom said, “help them”. I mostly hated those kinds of women, but one day a childhood friend of mine, which was a girl confessed to me. Her name was Lisa, and everything about her was so pure and kind. I developed a love for her, but…then, he saw us. My mother’s new toy saw us and decided to end this relationship, which wasn’t even official. So…he raped her, when I was at work, since I worked for a well know blacksmith in our neighborhood, and killed her, so that she doesn’t open her mouth. I didn’t know about this, until her mother one day stopped me and blamed me for killing her. I was shocked beyond belief, so I had to know what happened. And I remembered the look that ugly bastard gave her when he first saw her. Madness overcame my consciousness and I returned back home only to find them “helping” each other. That made me so mad I couldn’t stop myself from making a scandal. Of course, they agreed that I didn’t have much attention to myself, so my new dad decided I deserved a beating, but I wasn’t gonna stand by and do nothing, knowing he killed my Lisa. He swung his huge arm at me, but I dodged his fatness and quickly came behind him, grabbed him by his neck, and “helped” him die, as he was already drunk dead. I was enraged, but I didn’t want to kill my mother, since she wasn’t involved in any of this, as for bringing him here. I turned to leave the house, but then she started screaming, when she founded that he was dead. She went ballistic on me, calling me gross names. I didn’t want to listen to her, but she crossed the line, when she suddenly grabbed me by one of my sleeves and turned me to face her. Then with big full of hatred eyes shouted- Your “father” might not even be one of the first candidates to be your father- which meant that she was sleeping with other people, even when my real, if I could be sure, father was alive. Her words made me go insane…the rage I felt, all the hatred…the agony of not knowing who to trust anymore. My mother was a whore……and that day, I decided I didn’t want to have anything more with her. The following month I left the blacksmiths shop and decided on taking a path no other man would. A path I could follow to my final days, as they weren’t that far. I bought a suit, and had my tools for murder. There were only the victims that were missing. 2 and a half years later. Many days passed, since that day, and my mind was more twisted than ever. There were whores literally on every corner of a street. My rage was so strong I could decapitate every single one of them, with one swing of my knife. But I had to wait…for the night to cover my actions with its dark curtains, so that when they are uncovered, they reveal a sight no man would like to see, without throwing up out of disgust. I had to plan everything so that I don’t get busted. I wanted victims that were really poor and didn’t want to live anymore, or something like that, so that I could get some pleasure from their murdering. The Start of the List My first victim was called Mary Ann Nichols. It was claimed that her husband had dumped her for a nurse, so she turned into a prostitute. I wasn’t gonna let her end her life…not without my help at least. I was planning on capturing and killing her. But I wanted it to be really classy, so that my name would become famous for those kind of things. So I did. Some weeks later I decided to borrow a phaeton from a friend so that the plan could start. At 3:00 am on Friday, August 1888, I got in the phaeton and rushed the horses to start it. I found her standing at a dark alley, which was already a perfect spot. My suit was really well shaped on my body, and the hat I was wearing gave me even more classiness. When I gave a signal the horses stopped, and she immediately came to see me. -Hello sir, would you like to have some fun – said Mary, while smiling. -Of course, I will help you- as I quickly jumped out the seat, where usually a coachman sits. I opened the door to the small phaeton and Mary got in it with a happy expression. It wasn’t long when I got to a place, where the night would cover for my naughty deeds, as I ended her life. I didn’t care if she did that out of desperation, I didn’t care what her motive was. She was selling her body, and she liked doing it. Her blood covered my hands as I cut down her throat. Then my best friend, which was my hand crafted knife, stabbed her in the torso, and tore it, ripping out her abdomen. I did some other wounds to her body, but when she wasn’t breathing anymore, my thirst was over. They found her corpse at 3:40 am, as I was already gone. And so the thirst wasted much more…but after some time I did end my life. But It was worth it, to get rid of the lives of the people who had already given up on them. The news articles were bashing out with new titles everyday trying to figure out who was the man, who viciously murdered those women. And yes…it was fun…but now…the Ripper decided to be gone. “The Night isn’t perfect, when the Ripper is hiding in its curtains” Thank you for reading the final story of volume 1. I hope you had fun with those kind of stories, because there is going to be a Volume 2, which is going to air, the week after the next one, so basically on the 3rd of November.
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AuthorHello, this is Nedyalko Delchev, or Black Wing. I’m a writer and currently 25-years old. One of my dreams is to publish a book and impact the world! Until then, I will be posting all kind of contend on my Story Book! Archives
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