Nightmares

One Down

f**k them! I wouldn't let them take me out without a fight, there must be a reason I see them in my dreams right. Maybe its a warning that these creeps are out there. But this is reality, even if they are in the real world I just can't go and kill them. I'll go to jail, right? Who cares anyway I'm sick of these nightmares, maybe if I stop them at the root they'll stop? Even if I go to jail, at least I'll be able to sleep for once. Its not like I have much of a life, jail wouldn't be bad in comparison at this point.

I jump out of the bed and take the sticky wires off me and race to the bathroom. Its time to deal with floor seven, I know that's where that creepy doctor is, I can feel it. Let's have a conversation in the real-world with Dr Handsome, I get dressed and walk to the elevator the doors open I press seven. Was I really this brave? I had to be if I wanted a normal life.

As I approach the floor my stomach is aching, vomit is threatening to come out but I have to deal with this mess that is my life once and for all. Either he is going to leave me alone or we are going to have words and get this battle over with either way it ends today.

I step off the elevator there are people everywhere worry in their eyes. Some curled up in seats crying for their loved ones, some sleeping on the floor by their loved one's doors and some just staring in the windows hoping they would survive. Most were wearing masks and bright yellow garbage bag looking coverings with white plastic gloves, worried they would catch whatever these people had. Should I be wearing a mask? Should I be worried about catching whatever they had? This doctor was responsible for this, I could feel it in my bones. The only way I would catch something is from him. And the only way all this would stop is if I stopped him.

The hallway smelled putrid, there were laundry hampers lined along the hallways filled with blood-soaked sheets and other nasty elements. I walk past a room with an older lady sitting outside, she looks familiar. Her face like leather, worn and tanned, she looked up at me tears in her eyes. Wrinkles adorned her aged face,  "Are you here to help?" there's a twinkle of hope in her eyes "I think so." She smiles and puts her face into her hands and sobs quietly. I look in the window, there's a young man in his early twenties convulsing in his bed, blood explodes from his mouth. It hits the window making me flinch. I walk to the next window the lady is also younger in her twenties, large boils all over her body oozing yellow puss and blood; I turn my head as she begins to scream. The next room has three or four children in it all beet red with little white spots, they are screaming in pain while their parents are watching helpless and crying outside the room. My stomach turned as the kids started to flail around in their beds having some sort of fit. My heart breaks for their parents, I couldn't imagine loosing a baby I had birthed.

I passed five more rooms all people with different ailments all dying. My stomach cringed; a hand rested on my shoulder. I whirled around to come face to face with the devil himself "You!" he smiled "I do work here. I was waiting for you to have the balls to come here. After last night I figured you would be here soon." I looked around no one seemed to notice our hostility towards one another. "Did you do this?" he smiled brightly "It is my handiwork yes." I shuttered "How could you?" "Its my job." my jaw dropped "your a doctor." he smiled wickedly and whispered "Not really..you know that by now."

"you're a monster." he smiled "no not a monster, do you not yet understand after all these years. I am just a messenger! Get it through your thick skull." he smashed his finger into my forehead "A messenger for who and what the hell does it have to do with me?"

he grabbed my arm and pulled me into the first room on the left, I backed up to the window and he locked the door. "I am messenger for God, and these are the end of days and you are the one chosen to end me." shock spread across my face, I looked at him to see if he was serious, nothing in his face said he was lying. "why?" God? did I even believe in god? "To show you, what happens when you want to be a human. These humans suffer, they get sick, they fight, they hate..." I didn't let him finish "they love!" I screamed. He was taken aback not expecting my words "Look at that woman, those parents." I point to the window showing the people I had passed on the way here. "Look at how they suffer, look how much they love." his face contorted to rage "They disgust me!" he screeched "Is this a joke?" he smiled "Well you want to get his over with then?" I knew he didn't want to do this, I knew he hated people suffering, I knew he wanted me to hate him, I felt it. I knew from the memories of us he knew what love was and how to feel it. He just didn't want me to see it.

Suddenly he rushed me, the world around me turned black and I fell into darkness. I landed with a thud and a splash; we were in a tiny grove with a small waterfall. He landed hard on his feet making the water ripple, "Where are we?" It took me a second to regain my balance "Well we couldn't very well fight at the hospital, could we?" I felt my head the nodes were still there. "God damn it I wasn't supposed to leave the hospital!" he laughed "Ooh my have you changed using that kind of language!" his smile was toothy and evil "How did we even get here?" I looked around hoping we weren't too far from the hospital but I had this feeling I wouldn't be going back any time soon. "I brought you, don't worry its not like you'll be leaving." I smiled cheekily "f**k you I won't be." he smiled his figure changed, to the man in the robe. He smashed the scythe in the ground making the ground quake. I smiled; I don't even know why. My insides were buzzing my fingertips were tingling, he ran at me. I jumped, unusually high. I was on top of the small waterfall, about 25 meters from where I just stood.This was insane, how could I do this?

I smiled again, being here felt exhilarating and how the hell did I just jump that high. The doctor jumped towards me scythe in the air, I jumped toward him and kicked him in the gut sending him into the trees in the distance smashing a few with his body as he hit them. I landed lightly on my feet and ran towards the broken trees he was gone the scythe came down I rolled to my left and kicked my leg out knocking him to the ground. He jumped up quickly swinging his weapon towards me, it sliced my arm. Pain shot through me like fire. My face reddened and I smashed my fists into the ground making it vibrate and rumble knocking the doctor off his feet. He laughed wildly, was he crazy I wondered. I leapt into the air bringing my elbow down as I started to plunge towards the good doctor. Contact, my elbow smashed in to his chest knocking the wind out of him. He heaved up a little and started coughing furiously. He kicked up and knocked me back a few feet rolling into the bushes. I looked up only to see his eyes red and his fist flying at me. It connected with a crack making my nose feel like it had been broke, I could taste the blood in the back of my throat, my eyes were watering now. I spit in the handsome doctors face covering it with my blood. With all my strength I punched him in his chest. He faltered a little and was having a problem breathing.

I grabbed his weapon from his hand, his grip weak from the lack of oxygen in his lungs. I tossed it into the trees, and pushed him to the ground then I straddled the handsome doctor. My legs strong and for some odd reason I felt weighted. Like someone or something was pushing me down on him making it more difficult for him to move.

My fingers burned with anticipation, My fists once again came down on his chest knocking the air out of his lungs again, he struggled to breathe. He still hadn't yet full recovered from the last time. My heart hurt having to hurt this man, it was like a heavy weight pressing down on me begging me to stop. I loved him he was my brother, he was my best friend. I remembered what he looked like before this wold ruined him, he was beautiful. Golden shoulder length, slightly curled, bright blue eyes with so much love. Smooth skin that almost glowed, a playfulness that made everyone who knew him smile. I looked into his eyes as he struggled for breath to see that person i had loved so much. "Where are you?" he looked at me sadly "Gone." he said shakily. and that evil glint returned. 

I felt bad for him, my heart broke for him. But then I pictured the babies crying in pain in the third room. I punched him again and again, his body was bruised and bloody before I stopped. My heart skipped a beat, I felt guilt.

Suddenly the dagger appeared in my hand. Once he seen the dagger, he bucked in one last ditch effort to escape my grasp. I rolled over to the side laughing, I must seem psychotic laughing at someone else's misery. He scowled "You may beat me today but I'm only the first and your already late. It too bad you ignored your dreams for so long." He swung his fist and collapsed into me, the blade plunged into his soft skin, tearing into his heart. As his body collided against mine shoving the dagger deeper, I cried "I'm sorry brother." A tear rolled down my cheek, he smiled sadly and touched my face with the back of his knuckles wiping the tear away. "I know, I love you sister. I forgive you, till we meet again."

He dropped to the ground, turning into ash and smoke. I fell to my knees and sobbed loudly. I put my hands in the ash before a wind took it away blowing it across the forest floor. My emotions were so out of wack one minute I'm feeling bad the next laughing hysterically now crying. I was so tired.

"What the hell?" I screamed, "Why do I have to live this life! This is no punishment, this is torture." I looked around, trees everywhere. "now where do I go?" there was a rustling in the bushes where I threw his weapon. I walked over to the bushes cautiously, there laying in the soft grass was a small foal pure white with a black crescent on his head. I reached down to touch it and it bucked up and ran into the woods neighing excitedly. I smiled "may this life be better than the last brother."