Surrounded by blackness; I'm unaware of where I am. My eyes are open, yet I see nothing. I feel like some blind person. Not quite Hellen Keller- I can hear perfectly. I hear dripping. Drip. Drip. Drip. Drip. Water; duh. I hear other things I can't quite make out. Wherever I am, It's cold, and the air is moist. I take calm breaths, trying not to get worked up. It's not the first time I've been in a situation like this... My breath hitches as a hand grabs hold of my shoulder, warm breath breathing on my neck. The person, or thing... or whatever the fuck it is speaks into my ear.
"Kenny..."
It knows my name.. I try to speak, but no sound comes out. My vocal chords don't seem to wanna work with me; but I continue to try. Nothing.
"Death..." It whispered into my ear. The voice used a lot of empathise on that word. My heart was racing. I wanted to scream, I wanted out, to wake up, SOMETHING.
"Kenny..." He whispered again. At this point; I was for sure it was a he with his deep voice. He repeted my name a few more times. As he said it for the fifth time, he put something sharp to my back; not yet breaking skin.
"Answer me..."
Unable to answer, tears pourd out of my eyes. Knowing what was gonna come next. And as always; I was right. Whatever he was; he shoved the knife into my back. I screamed as I felt it break my skin; deep enough to hit my spine. He stabbed my back over, and over, and over again...I felt the blood ooze out of my body.
A small flame began to eluminate the room, The face of my killer was begining to light up. His face was one I've never seen before. The flames began fill the room, I could see I was in some sort of celler. A small celler at that. I brought my focus back to my killer, his voice whispering "Kill- Kenny..." Before vanishing into the flames.
I began to scream again at the flames got closer to me, eventually covering me. With no where to run, I stand there birning. The blood from my wound bubbling and boiling. I can feel my skin crisping, peeling off of my body. My hair all on fire as well, I feel my brain begin to bubble. My screams only get louder. It hurts, it really fucking hurts.
Soon enough, I wake up in my bed gasping. I feel my tears still streaming down my face. I check myself for any wounds. Nothing.
My chest is still pounding. These nightmares just wont stop.. Between you and me, I've been getting these nightmares for the past month. Each one leading to a painful death... I wan't it to stop...