The rest of the story can been found on fictionpress, under the same name, where my orginal is supposed to be :)
For a while now, since i was young actually, i have had this story in my head. Over time it evolved and changed a lot and i finally decided to put in on paper. I have been wanting to do this for a while now, but never sure how i would be able to write down my thoughts.
This is not a fanfiction, it is an original. I hope that is not a problem? Also english is not my first language, so my apologies in advance if some of the grammar or spelling is incorrect. If You see a mistake and tell me, i will gladly adjust it.
This is the first time for me, to write a story at all. I hope you all like it.
Prologue
An image floats in front of my eyes, a girl with wet blond hair plastered to her face, blue eyes, short height and a lean body. The water was dripping off her nose as she was standing in the rain, soaked through to the bone. She is wearing what looks like a short bleached dungaree with a white shirt containing some black letters under it. One of the straps keeping the top of the dungaree up had gotten loose. Over it she is wearing a white leather jacket. As she is standing there is notice she is carrying a lot of luggage with her. A guitar case on her back, a huge dark blue suitcase on wheels in her left hand, a black duffel bag in her right hand and another smaller leather purse is hanging from her right shoulder. How she had managed to carry all that here I couldn't begin to imagine. As I moved forward to help her out with her bags, she dissipates.
Instead I find myself standing in a big room with fire everywhere. It is extremely hot and I notice how it becomes difficult to breathe. I feel trapped as it is hard to see anything further than a meter in front of me because of all the smoke. The room looks familiar and with a start I realize that I am having the same dream again. Suddenly a loud high pitched scream comes from the left. No matter how many times I have had this dream, my heart still skipped a beat and constricted with fear every single time I heard it. I crouch down and turn to where the sound is coming from and see an open door just ahead of me. When I move forward I stumble over something and fall onto my knees with my hands forward onto the ground. My hand lands in something warm and sticky. Looking at the ground where my hands had landed, I notice a red trail on the ground moving away from me. Was it blood? Maybe from the person that was screaming? I try to watch behind me to see what I stumbled over but the smoke was getting to heavy to see anything more than my hands in front of me. 'NOOOOOOOOO' a high shrill pitched voices shouts from the area ahead of me. My heart constricts with fear. I quickly scramble low onto my feet and move forward till I see a door. Maybe this time I would find out whom that voice belonged to. As I move through the door I see fire everywhere, but I'm not afraid of it. The fire will not hurt me, won't touch me. But the smoke is making it harder to breathe so I crouch even lower while trying to follow the trail of blood forward and stop in front of a wall of fire. What now I thought? The trail is still leading onwards through the fire, could I take the risk and just walk through it? Suddenly the fire splits where the blood trail is and as I move forward, a big circular space appears surrounded by fire. Somehow the smoke inside this circle had vanished and I could see all around me. I could have sworn the screaming came from here but as I turn to look around me I see no one. Looking down to see where the blood trail would be leading me I see blood trails everywhere. The lines form some kind of intricate pattern across the floor. Directly opposite of me, another trail of blood is leading out of the circle of flames. As soon as I notice it, the flames split and a blue door appears behind it.
It's the same door I have seen for the past month now and I step through it knowing what is coming next. An ocean blue coloured round ballroom appears, everything is a tint of blue. The floors are light ocean blue, the colour is constantly slightly changing like a soft wind that is blowing across the water. And when the sunlight hits the floor, it is as if the blue is coming alive with light, the colour turns a deep bright blue. The walls have a deep blue green ocean colour, with small high ceiled windows each a about a meter apart from the other. On the ceiling there is a dark ocean blue showing the sky, it was as if you were watching into a lake that was reflecting the starry sky above you. But you weren't, because the starry blue ocean was above you, not the sky itself. The room always filled me with aw, the blue, the walls, floors, ceiling, they felt alive as the blue colour seemed to float around. I sat down, knowing this would take a while but not minding it at all. Staring at the walls and ceiling I realized it felt as if I were sitting in the ocean, water surrounding me on all sides, only the fish were missing. It was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen. Slowly the room turned dark as the sun went down and the stars above me started to shine more bright. As I watched closely, a white line appeared moving from dot to dot. Ever played those connect the dots as a kid? It was like that, only I was not the one connecting the dots. I already knew what the lines were going to form, I had seen it many times. It showed the same pattern as the blood did on the floor in the burning room.
Suddenly the room turned pitch black, I knew this would happen and where I would end up, it never changed. A green oasis appears about as big and round as the circle of fire and the ocean ballroom. A quarter of the round space showed a stone wall with a loud roaring waterfall ending in a peaceful looking lake, the other three quart of the area around me sprouted trees and bushes. It felt as if I was surrounded by a forest. The trees looked big and old, I felt like an ant sitting next to one on the grass. Expectantly I looked to my right to see the big white wolf that was coming out of the forest about any moment now. I hated this part of the dream. Many times I had tried to stop what was about to happen but nothing I did would stop what was about to happen. Whatever I tried, the wolf never noticed me, and it was if I wasn't there, except I was of course. The first time I saw the wolf I tried to hide, slowly moving back between the trees before it noticed me, but it never did. After a while I stopped being afraid and sometime after that I stopped trying to stop the wolf from reaching the pond.
The big white wolf slowly padded over to the pond and started slobbering up the water. However while the animal was drinking the water, the water slowly turned grey and a dead fish started popping up floating on the surface. The air became stuffy and smelled like dead fish and rot. While looking around me, I noticed the grass dying turning a dark shade of brown. Leaves turned brown and fell of the trees, fruits on trees and bushes rotted and fell off. Followed by some of the trees falling down, but never where I sat. Somehow the area around me stayed alive, the grass still green and the tree I was leaning against still beard fruit and had green leaves. I had tried to move around while this was happening, hoping to keep other places alive, but it did not work. As soon as I left the ground I was sitting on, the tree and grass died. I turned towards the wolf, it was backing away from the pond but it was already too late. Its fur was already turning grey and some pieces of fur where falling to the ground. The wolf, its legs not being able to carry the weight of the body anymore fell down to the ground. Not long anymore and its body would start rotting down till there was nothing left except the bones, it was horrid to watch.
Suddenly a girl started singing, her voice was beautiful, this was weird. This had never happened before, normally the wolf died and I would wake up, but now, this voice, it sounded so alive. I closed my eyes as I listened to her voice, not wanting to see the dying corps. As I opened my eyes again I saw the wolf's head was up and looking straight at me. What was happening? He wasn't dead yet? Slowly I stood up and moved towards the wolf, looking closely at him I could see that his body wasn't falling apart anymore, at some parts of the body there was even new fur growing. How was this possible? Was it because of the voice? The Wolf was still looking at me, its big brown eyes piercing me, a heavy voice filled my head 'Find her and …..', Suddenly another loud voice boomed in and blocked the heavy voice in my head 'EMMITT'. "…still inside of…"... 'EMMITT' shouted the voice, I recognized as my brother's. Dammit why now, the image started fluttering and the voice became softer and almost impossible to hear, I strained to hear what it said '….give up…'.
'Emmitt, dammit, wake up and turn of that annoying alarm clock… ', shouted my brother from the other side of my door. Alarm clock? Well that explained the singing voice I had heard as I recognized it from a song on the radio. I turned off my alarm clock and closed my eyes to call back the image. Almost every night now I had dreamed this dream and not once had it changed. So why now? Never before had the girl been so clear. She was always shrouded in some kind of grey smoke and impossible to see any features. Every time I tried to focus on her she disappeared. 'Hurry up you are going to be late for breakfast' said my brother, he was a morning person, always up early. I dragged myself out of bed and quickly got dressed, wanting to draw the new images before they disappeared from my mind but there wasn't any time left draw in my room. The breakfast table would had to do for now. Quickly I grabbed my notebook and pencils before heading downstairs.