KNIGHTS OF LAZARD(Rise with dark hour)

Sight of Nightmare

Fifteen minutes later, there were some young boys getting refreshed in the dressing room. One said, "Hey, did you all hear that a newcomer has arrived among us?"

"Really..." it caught the rest boy's attention. Another remembered adding that he heard it too and on top of it he also learned that the newcomer was the owner of the last invitation that was said to be lost.

"Cool..." a third one exclaimed, "which means we are all complete now in numbers. But..." he questioned what type of boy would he be. Will he be cooperative type or a fearsome type?.

"I have met him." spoke a boy standing near his cupboard, grabbing the whole rooms attention. In a moment, questions showered on him.

Asking how does he looks? How is he?. Is he a bad guy one or good guy? What is his age? And much more.

The questioned boy replied in a simple sentence, "He's simple type and a young one about 20s I mean."

All fell shocked out of their skin by hearing this, losing their strength to ask any further questions however, this questioned boy stared giggling at all and continued his work saying, "Yeah...he's too simple type.."

The reason he laughed was above all the question marks that showered on him no one thought of asking What was his name?

Likewise, he too didn't remember to say so...

In a dark era where only blue water surrounded as a surface. The water clear and smooth with not a single paddle to be found. On the center of it, the young boy Allison wearing a simple shirt and pant, stood on the water with no risk of drowning.

"Here I am again...." he said inwards sadly, "The blue water and the black sky. It's always the place where I appear right after when my eyes shuts from the real world. A place where there lies mysterious with no answers..." he opened his eyes, looking around the empty surroundings.

The blue water with the white space distances between it and the black sky that ran long stretching as far as a mother eye can see.

The boy wondered viewing around what a world?. Will there be an end to this?.

Lifting his steps, he decided to walk ahead. No drowning or soaking, this boy's paces were soft over the water like cat's paws. The only notice were the paddles that created weaves after each steps. He glazed at these paddles saying inwards,

"Paddles are creating without my feet getting soaked. What a weird place is this? I guess I would never learn here any clue...."

Right when his forty fifth steps were over after crossing a part, the water began to float at the opposite level. When the boy felt something behind, turned to check unfortunately nothing was seen. It wasn't like that part stopped floating, in horrible fact Allison couldn't see.

"I feel like something is here..." warned himself the boy turned away, returning to his path, "it feels very deeply however, something or maybe someone is right behind me. Unfortunately, I can't see a thing..."

As he was getting away, from the floating part, a humanoid dark figure came out with only it's head to be shaped. It stared at the back of the boy with it's hungry boiling Purple eyes.

Suddenly, a threatening aura freeze Allison in his ground. A chilled feeling of gear went down his spine, racing the beat of his heart pumping like an engine, hitting till his head, "Sa.....something is behind me but, why can't U move Allison? Why I can't try to check back? Why?"

He shivered in fear, sweats dripping down his brow. His legs were stuck on the river like a rock trembling without even ready to take a step ahead. Exhaling in terror as he felt his breathe been choked, he pushed himself in full force yelling inwards, "MOVE!! ALLISON MOVE!!"

"AH!" suddenly his neck got hold from behind. A cold black veins stripped around his throat with a firm grip, blocking his all moves, "Le..let me go...." struggled the youth as the black vein didn't let him take a step forward or backwards.

The moment he tired taking it out swiftly in fear of a dark aura, the dark creature appeared behind him, freezing the boy's soul out of fear.

In the next seconds, red sharp jaws opened wide, it raised at Allison's left shoulder, opening it's mouth wider and crashed down direct into his neck, biting sharp with lot of blood splashing out.

"Eh.....eh...AAAAAAAAAA!" screamed the victim with blood covering his whole clothes, pouring down on his pant and darkening the blue water black.

......

"AAAAAAH! AH!" screamed a boy in fright getting up and flew off the bed to the ground. Laying their straight, with his heart beat pumping from high speed till it reduces to normal rate, barely breathing, Allison sat up and fell on his back, leaning towards the bed. His only left hand covering his eyes, he sat there breathing in exhaustion.

"Why....?" he whispered, "why is this happening? Why does such visions appears out of nowhere? It hurts....yes.....It really hurts."

Fear, regard from such horrible vision, petrified, perplexed all these emotions conquered on a single human who sat alone in his room with no one to company his nightmares. No one to solve his mysteries or least calm down his heart beat. He sat there for long hour trying to catch up his sense. He knew such visions, not everybody meets up to believe it.

Most of the time, in ninety two percent of human nature, we humans have to fight our own nightmares alone without a single friend to believe on in our matter and solve the fact why it keeps coming.

In the end, we struggle in viewing these nightmares more, we fall in frustration, we dive deep when answers gets a glimpse on us and of all part, we die from been alone in this horrible nightmare, no support in us.