Danny Masters
Chapter One
"Daaaaaanny…"
My unconsciousness was interrupted late one night as I tried to sleep. I rolled over, hoping it would help.
"Daaaaaanny…"
It didn't. "Yes?" I answered weakly.
"Wake up…"
"No, I want to sleep…" It was true. Enough. The voice was familiar, but I couldn't place it.
"Wake up… Wake up from this so-called reality… Give in…"
That got my attention. I sat up, stretched, and, blinking, looked around my pitch-black room.
"Give in? Give in to what?"
"Give in to the darkness… The darkness…"
"Who are you? Where are you?" I'll admit I was scared, but I was frozen. I couldn't hide. Worse, I couldn't go ghost.
"Oh I'm around… I'm always around… I'm right here, because I'm you."
Bingo. The voice was my own. Only different somehow, almost darker.
"Wh-what do you want?"
"I want out."
That chilling voice, those surprisingly creepy words. I almost couldn't, but I had to.
"Out of where?" My throat was dry, my voice cracked.
"You know…"
I did? "No I don't."
"Yes, you do… You just don't know it yet…"
suddenly, my alarm went off. Six a.m. Did I just dream all that? It all went by so slowly…