(Alright, welcome to chapter two of These End Times! I'll let y'all decided on a new character name.)
Let us fall into the depths of the mind, shall we? Welcome, this is where you and everything you are, was, and will be is. We call it the brain, but you may call it elsewise. Soul maybe. Essence? It's a complex organ that is the cause of everything we are. It controls our heart, our lungs, our liver. But the fascinating thing about it is how we dream. Speaking of dreams, your having one right now. Enough narrating and some actual story, eh'?
It's a warm, May day. Your out in a open field. You know this place in and out, like tying a shoe for example. You used to go outside, maybe even sneak away, with your sister out here and poke and prod at lizards. Maybe even collect a few tails. But not today, today wasn't a friendly day, not at all.
"C'mon silly lets go! I think i found one!" You see your sister standing atop a small slope. You look around and run toward it. You reach the slope and climb it, once you climb it you see your sister crouched down over a lizard prodding it with a stick. You look at the forest surrounding the field and approach your sister. Then she gets up and looks at you, "Hey, wanna go find more in the forest?" She almost screams in your face with enthusiasm. You nod and she runs off. You then run after her and at the same time you watch where your going.
As you approach where you think she is, you suddenly hear a blood-curdling scream that gets abruptly cut off by a gunshot. You run forward and see her surrounded in a pool of blood. You look at her in shock and cover your mouth. You run back home crying and flailing your arms. You trip and look back, seeing a man chasing you. You get up and sprint as fast as you can. You being 12 isn't fast enough. You just manage to get home and lock the doors. Then the dream repeats itself. Again, again, and again.
This infinite dream is simply put: A manifestation of all your fear and guilt built into a nightmare of a memory. That's stuck on a continuous loop. But suddenly you twitch. Not much, bur just a finger twitch. Your heart rate dramatically increases and your Oxygen levels increase as you begin breathing more. Then your eyes begin to move.
Then...
(Thank you all so much for reading this! I love writing this story and I hope you enjoy it as much as i love writing it! Make sure to put a name that you think would be good for a new character! It's going to be a boy!