Where Nightmares Thrive by Emachinescat
A Hardy Boys Fan-Fiction
SUMMARY: Something evil is at work. No one can stop it. No one can understand it. No one can survive it. And yet it is there, taking over minds and destroying lives. It is in a place where nightmares thrive, and the Hardys are walking right into it.
A/N: This story is an example of the author's impatience. I started this story a few weeks ago, and told myself I wasn't going to post it until Halloween. However, I finished A Day Off, and wanted a new story to put on, plus, I can't wait to put it online, so…here it is. This is the Prologue. This story is a 'horror' story, if you will. I have taken most of my inspiration from this story from my favorite authors, Ted Dekker and Frank Peretti. It may get intense, so those who scare easily might need to take it easy…you are about to be transported to a world where nightmares thrive.
Where Nightmares Thrive
Prologue
Where nightmares thrive,
Where your fears come alive
Where ghosts of the past
And things yet come to pass
Monsters come out
They scream and shout
As your mind takes control
You can't see inside of your soul
A place where dreams become reality
And your worst fears you can clearly see
Right in front of your eyes
A horrific surprise
Come, all you who are willing
Come, if you hear me calling
Come to your doom
For I assure you…it is coming soon
There is a place, deep within the shadows of the human mind, a place that is so desolate and forsaken, we often forget it is there. But it is, and sometimes, in the dead of night, it comes alive, filling us with dread as we try to breathe, try to sleep, try to…survive. But then, as the sunlight shines in through the window, our eyes flutter open and we realize that it wasn't real…nightmares don't really exist…they are just dreams, just a state of mind.
Or, that is what we have always been told.
We all have fears, things we dread. It's a part of life. But during the day, we put them away into a corner of our mind, and let them out only at night. But does it really matter that we have nightmares? They are just in our heads…
Or, that is what we have always been told.
When you're younger, you're afraid of the boogie-man under your bed, or the monster in your closet. But as you get older, you imagine horrible, scary, terrifying things, and as you sleep, your mind plays them in your dreams…over and over…over and over…again and again…until daylight breaks the black trance. But we shouldn't really be afraid. Because nightmares are a mental state. They have nothing to do with the physical world.
Or, that is what we have always been told.
We fear things happening to loved ones, we fear death, we fear a great number of things. But, if we push them out of our mind and don't think about them, they won't bother us.
Or, that is what we have always been told.
But there is a place, somewhere deep within the rocky terrain of the mountains in North Carolina, a small, seemingly harmless abode that sits atop a high peak…a place that hasn't been visited in the last one hundred years. It is an old inn…and the last people who slept there wound up dead before daylight came. A perpetual darkness seems to hover over the small cabin, willing all light and comfort away from its walls. It is a place that most people avoid, yet it is the setting in which our story takes place.
A place of torment…a place of unyielding torture…a place of horrific dreams…terrifying visions…a place to which no one has ever found an escape…a place where nightmares thrive.
A/N: How was it so far? Frank and Joe come in the next chapter. Remember: the faster you review, the faster comes chapter two!
~Emachinescat ^..^