For as long as I remember I have had the same dream.
First comes the darkness,
Inky space like darkness takes over my mind, and i am standing there in it alone, i call out for help, my voice is silent, like screaming into an empty bag.
Then, comes a door
It appears out of thin air in front of me it creaks open slightly and an amber glow emits from it, calling me, i know what's beyond that door, i tell myself not to go beyond that door, the horrors beyond it could scare the most daring of men, forcing them to soil their underwear, but i don't listen and i hold onto the door handle, 'its warm', i think, then i push open the door and walk through it.
Once on the other side my vision becomes clearer, and i see red fire, dancing around me licking against my shoeless feet, 'i cant feel anything'
Ahhhhhhhhh
Screams, my head snaps towards the noise my stomach sinking down to my feet, it was a mountain, a mountain of moving pale grey human flesh, their flesh had turned rotten and worms, maggots and other insects had found their place in the corpses, but they seemed unaware of their circumstance but more worried about what was at the top of the mountain, struggling against each other each dying to be at the top, to achieve their goal.
i walk closer to the mountain, and within the screams of pain, anger, sadness, and regret , i could hear whimpers.
Soft whimpers, like one from a child.
A child?!
I ignored the mountain of rotten flesh and found a place to grab and then I began my ascent, the corpses ignored me as if I wasn't using then as a ladder, my hands reached to out to grab something that looked like a hand pulling myself upward when suddenly the whimpers stopped.
Silence fell upon the place and I froze, the corpses stopped their struggle and every one of them stared at the top of the mountain.
My eyes followed and at the top what looked like a small person tilted his head curiously, it was the child he had stopped crying and just looked down at me, at least that's what I thought
The child had no face?!
It looked like a censored movie, his face became pixelated and only his raven hair which covered his forehead could be seen.
He reached his hand to touch me the space between us getting smaller I couldn't do anything but stare at him like a statue
when his hand was just above my forehead, everything went black
*******
'Late! Late!! Late!!!'
My mins kept going back and forth between I'm gonna be fired and I'm totally screwed
my hair unkempt was clinging to the side of my mouth that had drool, I was contemplating whether I should take a bath, or just run out of the door,looking at the time I only had ten minutes
then the marathon began, I rushed to the toilet cleaning myself and making myself look presentable, I rushed out picking out a shirt from the pile of clothes I left on my desk, I brought it close to my nose, it didn't smell so bad, I put it on without thought and found a pencil skirt to go with it, I rushed out of my room wore my favorite golden sandals and rushed out of the door completely forgetting to close the door.
'Someone else will close it'
I lived alone, I didn't like anyone invading my personal space plus no one can handle my mess.
Some called, me a slob, some called me lazy, but I just call myself a 'hardworking' procrastinator.
I would clean it... someday
Besides my neighbourhood wasn't exactly safe but, in my building everyone treated each other like family and the old couple living opposite me knew about my predicament so they often helped me to close the door
I mad dashed towards the road, ignoring the street lights and just continued running, it didn't even come to me that I should take a cab, I was low on money my workplace was very close, besides this is the only exercise I can get if I didn't do it I would become a huge bag of baloney
As I approached a corner, the huge bright signboard of my company came into my sight, and I sighed in relief smiling to myself I quickened my speed, i had two minutes left, when I was just about to shout in joy for my success, pain suddenly erupted by my side and I was thrown backward.
I could hear gasps and screams but I ignored it only focusing on the blinding pain i felt around my waist
I drifted in and out of consciousness, I could see people's feet but when I tried to look up the pain kept me down.
My sight filled with black spots and when I was just about to fall unconscious two golden orbs stared right at me with disdain.
and I fell unconscious thinking
'What did I do'