Chapter 3

I closed my eyes as we reach the police station, I block all the sounds out in the background, I was like a walking zombie not acknowledging those around me that gave the dirtiest look.

Walking in the station, they asked me to empty out my pockets, and they took my fingerprints. I cried that I'm innocent that it wasn't me who killed my family, I loved them to bits. Not one of them seemed convinced about my innocence. Who could blame them? They saw me with the knife in my hand and with no injuries I would have probably come with the same conclusion.

I was put in the cell until I was needed for further questioning; the police officer practically pushed me inside.

I jumped as the cell door slammed, the noise vibrated off the cell walls. I felt the tears down my cheeks as I saw the uncomfortable bed and the bucket that was a poor excuse for a toilet substitute. There really wasn't anything more I could do except to go towards my bed, curl up and cry for the lost of my family.

'You do know that you are completely and utterly fucked, don't you?' The voice was back. 'You do know that there's no way out? Know that you will burn for what 'you' had done.'

"I didn't do anything. You did!" I said aloud. 'But I'm you. So technically you did.'

"No, I didn't! I think I would know if I killed my family."

'Would you now? So you can remember everything that happen before you had woken up.' I said nothing. 'No reply?'

I still kept quiet, as I couldn't remember a thing. 'If only I could remember what happen.' I thought.

'If only, but you won't. I won't let you' The voice mocked.

"Why? Who are you?" I really do need help; I'm having a conversation with myself. 'I told you before I'm you. I just need to get out, take over.'

"Take over what? What do you want for me?"

Laughter echoed inside my head, 'I let you think have a think about that. But, tick tock you won't have long.'

I bowed down my head onto my knees, once again closing my eyes hoping to go to sleep, hoping that I would remember something, anything about tonight and finally hoping in silencing the voice.

When I woke up I suddenly notice that I'm not in my cell no more; instead of laying down on my bed I'm standing, standing in the dock in a court room.

'Perhaps I should really plead insanity.'

'It wouldn't work they wouldn't believe you.' "Don't you ever shut up?" I screamed at the voice, forgetting for a brief moment in where I am.

The courtroom went silent everyone staring at me. What the hell is going on? I'm losing my mind. 'It's almost time.'

"Time for what?" I said though my teeth to avoid any more outbursts. 'For your verdict of course...'

'My verdict?'

'Yes, your verdict.'

"Chairman of the jury. Do you find the defendant guilty or not guilty of manslaughter?"

I shook my head, snapping out of it and focus on what was being said by the judge. I struggled to adjust my head on the events so far. 'I woke up, find that I'm going crazy by hearing voices, find my family slaughtered, got arrested for their murders, police station, cell, going crazy again by having a conversation with myself, falling asleep in my bed, waking up in a court room. Now, I going to get the verdict do I even going to get my say?' I snapped out of it. Nothing added up, everything was going to fast, I was jumping form one scene to other. I turned over to the jury and prepared for my fate.

"We the jury, find the defendant...guilty."

I felt my knees buckle under me, I had to grab onto the rail to keep me from falling. 'Ha ha ha ha hah.' That pissing voice came back. 'I soon be free.'

Everything was a blur, as I looked around the courtroom all I saw were smiles, faceless smiles. "...Death." A big cheer had erupted.

'What?'

'You've been sentenced to death.' The voice told me, I then passed out.

'WAKEY, WAKEY!' The voice screamed inside my head. 'You really don't want to miss this.'

I jerked my head up, waking up to find once again the scene had changed and that I couldn't move a muscle as I was strapped in a chair...An electric chair in fact.

Struggling against the straps that held me in place, I panic felt the burning sensation as my skin was tearing apart. 'That's not going to help you, I would give up now. You're going to fry and I'm going to take your place.' The voice said wickedly.

My eyes grew wide, as I saw the guard dipping a sponge into a bucket of water, realising that they must have shaved my hair off. Now I'm really am pissed.

I again fought against my restraints hoping to break free; but I couldn't I was strap tight. I felt the wet sponge on my now baldhead, felt the metal cap on top of it. My heart beating rapidly against my chest there was no stopping this.

'You're the weakest link...Goodbye!'

Damn! That voice; I turned my head to see the executor pull the switch down, but realising that I couldn't so I had to make do with seeing him out of the corner of my eye.

The switch was pulled down, I felt the electrical current go through my body, and I gave a loud scream as my body went into convulsions and then my hands and body went limp. My sprit floating out of my body but, something was different my sprit and soul my have left the body, but something maybe my mind was somehow still active and took over it. As I floated upwards towards the heavens I saw my left hand twitched, my head lifted up, my lips spread into an evil smirk. "Thank you, I'm finally free." The voice that was inside my head was now inside my body.

I'm trying my hardest to fight the strong pull, wanting to see what was going to happen next. I saw the restrains that held me tight, now broke with ease like it was paper. If that wasn't a shock what happen next was...The executor that pulled the switch, took of his mask; It wasn't a he like I first thought, it was a she.

And that she had my face...

I woke up with a start, sweat dripping down my face, my night-ware was soaked right through, and fear had stopped me from screaming out load. I had to look around the room in order to make sure that I was safe, that I was in my own room and that I was alive.

I didn't realise how much I was shaking until I put my feet down on the carpet, my legs were like jelly I wanted to sit on my bed until I completely compose myself, but I just had this sudden urge to check on my family.

Going out of my room and peering into both of my sisters I let out a relived sigh on seeing them both tuck up in bed and safe. Knowing that they were both safe I went back into my own room and sat by the window. I was afraid to go back to sleep, afraid that I would have another bad dream.

Looking out of the window I saw the sky was clear, filled with stars the moon full. There wasn't a sign that it had been raining not a drop.

Why did I have that dream? Was it a warning, a warning about me? What I would turn out in the upcoming future? Would I have another one the next time, I sleep? That's to say if I'm able to? Is my family really at risk from me?

Whatever it may mean, I know one thing for sure that I need to find the answers and soon. As I don't know how long I've got to stop this bad dream, this nightmare from becoming a reality.