CHAPTER 6
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Warning: this chapter contains serious angst and graphic scenes (murder and rape). If you are not comfortable with it, please don't read.
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Jeff had no idea when the clawing and the gnawing and the raping had stopped. He couldn't remember when the monsters had finally left him alone and he had no idea when they would be coming back. He could vaguely remember Eddie coming to his dream.
He wished he could hold on to his face, to the way he had felt when he had seen his angelic form. He wanted to forget his words and wish they were not the truth. He wished to forget everything, go back in time and start over. But he knew that angels didn't lie.
He came to his senses slowly. He found out that he was lying on a hard surface. He wasn't at the beach anymore because he couldn't smell the salt water or feel the soft sand under his touch. His body was aching.
He opened his eyes and the first thing he saw was the sky. It had a dark blue and orange color. Tree branches were covering most his view of the sky but still he could easily tell it was almost night fall. Given the horrifying experience he had just had at the beach he was extremely surprised he could see at all. He was expecting to never see the light of the sun again. He sat up and saw that he was sitting in the middle of a concrete road somewhere in the calm suburbs of a big city. There were millions of brown, orange and yellow tree leafs on the street and the soft breeze that every so often blew them away meant that it was autumn.
Jeff was glad that he could see even if this was just another dream.
For it was a dream, there was no mistake about it. His heart sank because he knew what would come soon. He wanted to scream himself out of it, wake up, but there was no way. The drugs were too strong.
He took desperately one look around him. The houses were quit big, almost alike with big front yards and carefully mowed lawns. But there was not one person there. Once more, he was alone.
He stood up and started walking north. The crunchy noise of breaking leafs under his feet was the only sound he could hear. He didn't walk long. His steps brought him near a dead end.
There the first thing he heard was a ball bouncing on the leafs and the concrete. The trees were thicker and the sound was muffled. He wanted to pick up his pace and run there but he couldn't. Instead he kept walking to a torturing slow pace.
He found it terrifying that there wasn't one living soul around. It felt like the end of the world had come and he was the only one left alive. Some doors were ajar and some windows too. There were abandoned bicycles left on some lawns, and some other toys as well. The wind that blew, swept the window curtains giving the area a more sinister feeling.
When he finally reached the sound, he saw that the noises were coming from the dead end. The road was following a circular path around a small round garden full of dead spring flowers.
There Jeff saw the first living persons he had ever met in his dreams.
Six children.
A young boy around the age of eight approached him fearfully. He had longish dark black straight hair and black eyes. His small height and slender form made him look a lot younger. He stood in front of Jeff and looked at him silently.
Hardy looked down at him and then knelt down so he could see eye to eye with the small boy.
"Where are your parents?" he asked him.
"Lost… for ever" he said in his childish voice.
"Are you all alone here with your friends?"
The small boy took one step closer to Jeff, fear diminishing.
"Yes…"
The small boy reached out and touched Jeff's eyes. Jeff wasn't afraid for some reason of the boy. Something in his heart told him he wasn't evil.
"Why are your eyes empty?"
"I… I don't know" Jeff replied not really knowing what he was asking him. As far as he could tell he could see perfectly.
"Will you protect the little ones from them?"
"From who?"
"The dead" the boy said in a whisper, fear coming back to him.
And Jeff with no hesitation and not really thinking he simply said
"Yes"
The small boy fell into his arms and hugged him tightly, clinging onto him for dear life. The other children came close as well. Their faces were relieved and almost happy. Jeff felt touched by the sudden burst of intimacy. Then the small boy left his arms and took him by the hand.
All the children lead him behind a house, to a wooden cabin at the back yard. It stood in the midst of tall aged trees, countless leafs and dried flowers. He entered the cabin alone with the boy, leaving the rest outside. It was getting dark and the only window in the cabin made in quite dark inside to discern. The small boy left his hand and stood behind him. Jeff walk to the cradle at the far wall. Inside there were three new born babies.
'My God' Jeff thought shivering as he thought that those little ones couldn't be more than a few weeks old. He couldn't help but feel sorry for them. Without the proper care, they wouldn't stand a chance in surviving. He reached his hand to touch them when he heard a cracking noise behind him.
He quickly turned around only to see the small boy's body breaking; bones in legs, arms and necks cracking out of place and piercing his skin; his eyes popping out of their sockets with a disgusting spurting sound. Finally after what took an eternity in front of Jeff's eyes, the boy opened his mouth and screamed smoke out of his lungs. Then he collapsed lifeless on the floor.
Then the demon came; a huge monster taking form from the black smoke; huge muscular black body almost nine feet tall, covered in hot tar, two blood shot eyes and matching long nails and fangs emerged just a couple of feet away from Jeff. In the front door five other similar monsters stood growling and Jeff knew that all the other children were dead too. He desperately looked around him trying to find a way out of the cabin.
But there was none. The only exit was blocked by hell's monsters.
And he knew what would follow. He hadn't seen those monsters before but he knew all too well what would follow. He had experienced it many times before. Those monsters wouldn't be satisfied with just ripping him to pieces.
No. Those things would kill the babies and force feed them to him until he vomited blood. Then they would rape him one by one over and over again. They would rip out his arms and legs, they would make him eat his heart… they would put him back together only to do it again and again…
And this time Jeff knew that he wouldn't be able to stand it. This time he knew that he would lose his mind… his sanity…
The monster growled once more and from its mouth blood and saliva dripped on its chest and on the hard wooden floor. Jeff felt fear and anger at the same time rise to his mouth giving him a bitter taste. He took one step back and his waist hit the cradle where the three babies slept.
He knew know what he had to do. The sacrifice he had made only a few moments ago, when he was at the beach, the dead children, the dried flowers and the monsters, all lead him to a dead end; to a choice he dreaded to make.
Sure he had another choice; to sit back and let everything fall apart. Let Hell and the Antichrist rule the planet… watch every living man, woman and child become the subject of the same perversions he was made all this time.
There was no other choice to be made. There was no alternative. No other path to choose from. He had stopped asking himself 'why him' a long time ago. He didn't see it as bravery, gallantry or righteousness on his behalf. In his mind, every man in his shoes would have made the same choices and taken the same paths.
He just couldn't stand to see everything fall apart. Not one moment did it pass from his mind that all this could be just a dream and that he was already insane; that all this was the ravings of a madman. He had gone passed that. Even if he was crazy and this was only in his head, then still he would make the same choices.
He was looking at the babies who were still soundly asleep unaware of the monsters that lurked. He wanted to cry but the sound of heavy footsteps approaching terrified him to this core. With the corner of his eye he saw the monster breathing down his neck and a sob involuntarily escaped his lips. Without thinking he leaned over the cradle to cover the babies with his body, sheltering them from evil as long as he could.
It was in the blink of an eye that the monster's fangs where on him. They bit straight to his neck tearing his flesh. More footsteps came as the rest of them came near him to feast on his flesh. There was a strange smell coming from them and although he knew he shouldn't recognize it, he identified it as the smell of animals in heat.
He clung onto the cradle as long as he could.
He felt more hands grabbing him and pulling him back. He tried to hold onto the bars and shield the babies. Claws tore his back and scratched his legs, tearing the clothes off of him.
"Please… please… no… not that" he begged although there was no one to beg. There was no one to help him.
Rough thick skin touched his flesh and still he held on. One of the babies opened his eyes and looked at him with the wisdom of an old man.
"Thank you for protecting us… you have to let us go now" he heard the baby's voice in his head speaking to him.
"No, please don't leave me… not with them"
"They can't hurt you… this is a dream. And you have to wake up"
A clawed hand forcefully opened his legs apart.
His heart was racing and it felt like it was about to burst. He could hear the blood in his veins pumping rapidly. How can he wake up? How can't they hurt him? Those claws and those fangs feel so real.
And they hurt so much.
The babies under his arms started to fade like white thin smoke.
"Don't go" he said one last time vainly trying to stop them.
"When the time is right and you truly need us, then we will come to you. Thank you Jeff for your sacrifice"
And just like a drop of early spring mist vanishing into the wet soil, the babies faded into nothingness.
And left him alone in this nightmare.
And then they came. They were upon him. Jeff let go of the cradle and he felt his body being pulled back and dropped on the hard floor. All his clothes were gone. He looked up and his eyes met those of the monsters. Six sets of hungry eyes… six monsters that looked at him lustfully. Jeff tried to crawl away but the monsters had already scratched his legs beyond use and repair. There was a large piece of flesh missing from his lower neck and shoulder that made him unable to move using his arms.
Besides there was nowhere he could go.
Jeff thought he saw faint smiles coming from their lips.
The first monster, the one that had come out of the small boy, the leader, approached him and stood above him with its huge muscular legs splayed open showing his massive cock fully erected. With a violent kick to his groin, Jeff curled to a ball of pain all air escaping his lungs.
The monster kicked him once more and another joined him using its leg to flip Jeff to his stomach and keep him down by stepping on his head. Jeff felt the leader leaning close to him. He felt its nasty breath invading his nose and its forked tongue licking his lips.
Its monstrous hands clasped his lower back. Jeff felt it like he was putting his entire weight on his waist and let a scream as he felt a vertebra break. He knew he shouldn't be able to feel anything from his waist down now that his spine had broken, but this was a dream and the monsters were hell's servants and they could do anything.
"It won't be that easy bitch" came a voice straight to his head making him fell like someone was stabbing his brain with a cleaver. The pain of breaking was nothing compared to that of feeling it as it being healed.
"I want you to feel everything we do to you"
What followed Jeff would never forget. He would never forget feeling the cock of the monster pushing inside him, tearing forcefully a path of blood and pain into his body. He would never forget the hurt and the screams coming out of him until his throat was hoarse and no voice could come out. He wouldn't forget as another monster knelt next to his face and shoved its cock into his mouth, raping it and finally spilling its seed forcing him to swallow it.
He wouldn't forget their heavy breaths, the growls, their fangs and claws digging into his flesh taking out chunks of skin and meat and then healing him only to do it again.
He wouldn't forget their leader as he spoke.
"This is your punishment Jeff for defying our lord. This is what you deserve. There is no way out for you. No salvation. The end is near and you will spend an eternity as a bitch in hell. You think this is pain? Wait until Hell gets its hands on you. Then you will know true pain and true disgrace. Every monster in hell and every soul in there will rape you again and again and again…"
Jeff wanted to block out those words and he wished for the end to come.
"The end?" laughed the monster out loud in mockery. It had read his mind. Now there was truly no way out for Jeff. "This won't end unless I say so"
The monster pushed deeper and deeper, faster and faster. Jeff felt blood run down his legs from his ass. He heard clearly the sound of the monster's cock inside him, tearing him in half. The leader grabbed him from the waist once more but this time to speed up his raping. Jeff felt the cock inside him grow as the monster finally spilled its seed.
The leader laughed and when he pulled out it felt like his intestines where pulled as well. The young Hardy wanted to puke. But the monsters wouldn't leave him be.
"Leave you be? We haven't we haven't even started yet" The leader stepped away and barked orders.
"You two are next"
Jeff's mind barely registered the fact that two monsters now were upon him. Two cocks that now tried to gain entry inside him. One managed to put his dick inside him and leaned on Jeff's back to allow the second one enter inside. Jeff felt the stinky breath of death on his face coming from the monster that had straddled him. He could barely breathe with all its weight on top of his back.
Whatever breath he had, it escaped his lungs when the second one managed to open his ass hole enough and put his cock inside. Both monsters began their raping.
More blood ran. Jeff felt life drain away from him as he couldn't breathe at all. His vision blurred but still he could feel them slowly eating away what was left of his sanity. Moans and growls reached his ears, saliva and blood ran down his face from the mouth of the monster on top his back.
But Jeff was finally glad he was slipping away.
"Not so fast" came a voice in his head; the leader's voice.
"No" Jeff screamed. "Not in my head… not in my head". He wouldn't be allowed to pass out. The leader's voice had invaded his mind and his consciousness and it wouldn't let him faint.
Jeff extended his arms and started fighting again. He scratched the floor until his fingers bled and he tried to twist his body free of them. But they were too heavy.
Then Jeff heard more voices, this time they didn't belong to the monsters. They were muffled and they were coming from a great distance.
"…please…. Stop… it's…"
Jeff clawed until all his fingernails had come out. He screamed trying to chase the voice in his head away.
"Please.... stop, it's us. We are not.... hurt you" the voices came closer and closer.
The monsters sped up. The monster on top grabbed Jeff's face and started clawing it and pulling it backwards trying to snap his neck. Jeff started seeing spots in front of his eyes. He wanted to close them but he knew exactly how this would end. The monster's fingers entered his eye sockets and pulled out the eye balls with a disgusting squishing sound. The monster brought them to his mouth tasted the blood and then gave them to their leader who looked at them, smiled and swallowed them, chewing them, blood and eye-whites spurting on its teeth and mouth.
Jeff screamed when he felt his eyes being taken out for a second time. His mind involuntarily drifted away to another pair of eyes he wouldn't be seen again. A pair of eyes he hadn't seen for a very long time. He had been thinking about Dave for a very long time since the time he had been committed... since he had fallen into the dream world. It was him that had kept him going, that had helped him keep his sanity intact. And it was him that now, in the last moment, in the edge of reason that once more he found himself thinking of him.
Speaking him name.
Loving him completely and unconditionally.
"Please help me" Jeff muttered. "Dave help me... I love you" he uttered through the pain and the fighting.
"Jeff stop it... Jeff... please... I love you"
The voice tore through the pain.
It broke the dream and shattered it in a million pieces.
The monsters vanished in a loud chorus of screaming and growling, the pain was gone, the blood disappeared.
And his vision as well.
Jeff had fallen in the darkness but he didn't mind. He was awake and he was safe. Instinctively he grabbed the hands above him and knew they belonged to Dave.
"God help us... He is blind" he heard Mark say.
His eyes were two white orbs with the pupils completely gone and small veins were travelling across the orbs like macabre rivers of blood. He looked at the void beyond Dave's shoulder and his hands were desperately squeezing and searching for comfort.
One nightmare was over.
Another one, worse, was about to begin. And he was at a great disadvantage.
"Dave help me... I can't... I can't see you anymore"
