Magic: The Beginning

Chapter 2 Dreams

Blackness.

Nothingness.

You look at yourself and see your white sweatshirt and blue jeans. You attempt speech."Hello?" You sigh in relief. Then it hits you like a freight train.

You remember this dream. He's back again. You feel your face flush as he approaches. There is no floor, yet you can hear his footsteps; like nails on a chalk board. At least he didn't make your manhood significantly smaller. Again. The scratching gets louder and then you begin to smell him, a horrible odor that you have always linked to the smell of million dead bodies, not that you know what they smell like but it’s your best guess.

"Hello, anon." it rasps like a dehydrated desert explorer. You don’t respond, the words stop in your throat."Silent this time?" it says in a voice that sounds genuinely concerned."No.""Good, we have business."

Come on dude just accept.

I won’t do this. I can't.

"I hope you won't turn me down. She would be so upset."

She?

"She?" you ask. Its voice started playful but ended menacingly. " Oops, I let it slip. Ahh well it's not like you can stop it. He'll come and unless you have the balls to do what I say, he will tear you worthless heart out!" This caused you to start laughing. "You think you can hurt me? I'm impervious to your threats!" you spit.

"Yes...for now." Now you realized you'd closed your eyes. Against your better judgment you open them.

HOLYFUCKTHATSSCARY.

Its skin was a waxy yellow that was rotting off his bones that were already exposed in some places. Even though it had no lower jaw, just skin hanging where his cheeks should be, it could speak. Its legs were human but the feet only had three toes and ended in talons. It had arms, although there were six and ended with two feet long blades of bone at the end of them. Its eyes were milky white and held no life and its head only contained a few strains of hair.

This isn't even his final form!

Shut up....

"Soon you will have a change of heart. And when you do I will get what I want!"he growled.

He reared his arm back and thrust it at your chest.

More unconsciousness? Grand.