Snippet #1409231

He hadn’t needed the book during the ride to the forest. This was his first time out of the U.S. And he enjoyed it. The sights, the sounds, while all of them felt familiar they also felt different. At least I can speak the language, or at least a mongrel version of it. That put a smile on his face, the first in a while. The driver had softened up a bit during the ride, and they had had a good conversation on the politics in both the U.S. and the U.K. He had studied the political scheme of Britain while he had been at school, but it certainly didn’t make him an expert. Their debate lasted for about the first leg of the trip, but it slowly died down. Nathan started to think about Mr. Fen again. That smile, and those eyes, they just made his blood freeze. Something about the man felt familiar though, and it aggravated him immensely. Its as if I have seen him before, its just……… He growled in the back seat. This was going to ruin his mood if he wasn’t careful. He closed his eyes for just a second and-

It was the car. The Chrysler Sebring 2001, silver, pretty good, and his first car. It would also be his last. He instantly knew this was a dream, or a nightmare, or something. His hands were on the steering wheel, and his father his mother and his sister were all animatedly talking to each other oblivious to the obvious danger they were about to be in. He had had this dream before. He started to yell, to scream, to beg at his parents to listen to him, to know of the danger. They ignored him, and continued driving. He tried to remove his hands from the wheel, but they wouldn’t budge. When he tried to hit the break it wasn’t there. They kept going on, merrily towards there own destruction. He stared onwards for what felt like an eternity, as light after light passed them. His parents talking had now become a background buzz, now being replaced by a deep bass rumble. And then he saw it, in the distance. It was a great, hulking metal monstrosity. And it was painted red. The semi, as it always had in his dreams, looked every part the monster he thought it was. It was far away now, but gaining, like it always did. But there was something different. He could feel it, taste it, and even smell it. The Truck was moving faster, and the Sebring was accelerating. This was new. They had never gone faster before. The Sebring now was fast approaching the intersection. He felt his hands begin to turn the wheel, and there was the semi, but the windows, which were normal shaded were no translucent. Behind the wheel of the semi was a smiling Mr. Fen, waving at him. Then it seemed as if time slowed down, and then completely stop. Then he felt a small hand gently touch his right shoulder. His hands still attached to the driving wheel, Nathan slowly turned around and found himself face to face with his sister. She was looking at him and silently she said two words.
“Wake. Up.”

He jolted himself awake. The first coherent thought he had was what the hell? That dream had just been weird, and scary. Weirdly scary. Damn, he thought, if this is how its going to be for the rest of my time in Britain, I should just head home. He was about to ask the driver were they where when the driver beat him to the punch. “Sir? We're here”
“We’re here……” He was about to make that a question but then he saw the Mansion. “Wow” It was an understatement but he felt like there were no words to properly explain how good, no, how beautiful it looked. The driver asked something but Nathan didn’t quite catch it. “What was that? Sorry I was distracted.”
“I said,” The driver repeated, “Do you want me to get the door”
“Nah, I got it.” Nathan opened his door and was about to get out when he stopped. “Oh and one more thing. Thanks for putting up with me during the trip. I know I can be quite….bothersome.” The driver smiled and replied “Not a problem sir, have a good day.” With that Nathan got out shut the door and walked towards the Mansion. There seemed to be a small group near the Mansion already, so he slowly walked over. As soon as one of them saw him he stopped and said, “Ah….hi. Names Nathan. Is this were the Lucky are suppose to be?” He couldn’t help being or sounding a bit nervous. This place was just……fantastic.