Snippet #1365714

The dream, yes the dream. Alex had it so many times before and yet every time it still surprised and maybe even scared him a bit. The same black monster came for him, he had this dream since he was a child and yet every time he saw that monster his blood ran cold and his heart froze like the temperature had dropped to near absolute zero, where his heart really could freeze up into ice. The monster wanted to kill him, Alex didn't know why, it just did and it said it in his sinister voice. He could run and run but it was just like Freddy Krueger, but you couldn't defeat it by taking back your dream. No...you were its bitch no matter how much you screamed and ran and fought. It got to play with you like it was your god, like it was your puppet master.

Alex awoke from the dream in a cold sweat, the sheets beneath him wet from his sweat. He wiped his forehead and sighed gently as he looked around. He didn't get why these people wanted that monster from his dreams. They hadn't gotten it yet, but their attempts to steal it from his mind had driven him to the point where he could fain sanity, but yet he was no were near sane. Alex might not ever be the same again becuase of the nightmare he has during the day, and then the one of the monster at night. Being locked up in here was his real nightmare, becuase he knew that one day they would steal the monster from him and then what would happen to him? They wouldn't need him and he could possibly be killed, kept here for the hell of it or sent to a mental ward to live out the rest of his days. At least mental wards might have hot nurses, but people were something he might not ever really like ever again, it was people who did this to him after all.

Once he had recovered from his maddening dream and awakening, he realized something was going on. He heard voices, and it wasn't the ones of the men and woman he wanted to strangle every time they came into his room and decided it was time to pay a visit to the machine to try and steal his monster.

He went over to the door and he could see out the little window they had in it. There were men and woman with guns, they were obviously trying to protect them selves from something, but what? He watched them and wondered if they would be let out of their cells, maybe it was safer to stay in them? Alex didn't think so, he wanted out of his cage, he was not an animal to be kept inside of a cage, but that is what it felt like.