Summary: Gordon Freeman has repetitive nightmares about demonic torture. Does it mean something or is it simply his overactive imagination?
Half-Life 2: Comatose
Chapter 1: My Demon's Lay Waiting...
Gordon Jumped to alertness shaking violently from fear. Tears ran down his cheeks off his chin and onto his lab coat. He looked down to find his crowbar clenched tightly in his hand. He gently lay it in the desk next to him and sighed. It was the nightmares again. He sighed again. His dreams were getting out of hand. He was starting to fear dark rooms and pain. His dreams were about him in a dark room with demonic laughing all around him. He never really saw what was laughing because all he cared about was the fact he was covered bloody cuts and stabs. The pain was worse than when he got shot in the gut by a strider or when he had his flesh torn off by a grenade. The reason he never told anyone was first he didn't like to talk. Second he was too embarrassed to talk about it. *Knock, Knock* he looked up from his thoughts.
"Gordon you alright?" A concerned voice asked. It was Alyx. He sighed and got off the bed and opened the door. He saw Alyx and two other resistance members with her. The three of them had worried expressions on their faces. "Hey you alright? We heard noises coming from your room... you ok?" Gordon replied by smiling and nodding at her. "That's good." Alyx said smiling back. The others waved good-bye and left. Now it was just Alyx and Gordon. "Hey you mind if I come in?" she asked. Gordon was able to tell she was a little shy. She nodded again and let her in. "So how has your sleep been? Did you have good dreams?" she asked. Gordon shivered. 'Did she HAVE to ask THAT question?' Gordon thought wincing slightly. He sighed. 'I'm not going to talk but... maybe I can give her some sort of idea that I'm having problem...' He sighed in response to her question and shook his head. Alyx cocked her head and looked at him with concern. "Are you sure you're alright?" She asked again. Gordon was about to respond but a jolt of pain shot through his nerves. It felt like when the Advisors or G-man were trying to control him. "Gordon!" He heard Alyx yell as he fell to the ground. All of a sudden his chest tightened up and everything turned red. He could barely feel Alyx holding him in her arms. Just before he tried to scream her name A creature appeared out of no where. It had two legs and six arms and nubs where it looked like more arms were growing. Its face was a mixture of a pigs dogs and lizards. He looked down to see his chest was completely ripped open and the creatures hand was in it squeezing something inside. Most likely his heart. The demonic looking creature laughed at the horror in his eyes. Gordon was about to scream but before he could the creature's face split in half blood and saliva spraying all over him. To his surprise a hand came out of the creature's split open face and covered his mouth. Gordon could do nothing but cry. He was helpless. He saw the being pull its arm back and taking his heart with it. His body strained one last time before he went limp in her arms.
A/N:
Me: Wow... that was horrid...
Gordon: You stupid son of a bitch you could have killed me!
Me: Its Daughter of a bitch... Also... How do you know your not dead?
Gordon: I'm still here aren't I?
Me: *sigh* I guess your right... Any ways see ya next chapter!
Gordon: o.0 there's more?
Me: yes yes there is. *evil laughter*