Chapter 6: Destinies in Dreams
"Where am I?" Judeau said as he opened his eyes and found himself hovering in a blank white space of nothingness. "Have I died? Is this heaven?" Whenever the boy spoke, he found his words to echo back at him continuously, as though he were inside of a very deep cave. He tried to sit up and rise to his feet, but he found it nearly impossible to move any of his muscles. Scared and not too sure what was happening to him, Judeau watched the area around him change from the white empty space into something more diabolical. Blood seemed to seep from above him, the red gore slowly covering every inch of space in his line of sight as though someone had spilt something on a wooden floor and the puddle spread across it. Soon the white was completely gone altogether, and the red scarlet color was all he could see.
"What does it mean?" Judeau asked himself, the echoes continuing. "I don't understand." As he said these words, Judeau soon found that he was granted back the ability to use his muscles, and he sat up and looked around him more. He found that he was lying on top of a massive stack of dead and mutilated bodies. The bodies had been long dead, the skin rotted away and decayed. In shock, Judeau jumped and began to breath heavily, holding his right hand to his mouth as to not scream in alarm. He quickly turned his head all around him and took in the grisly scene more and more. As far as he could see, the bodies continued, never-ending. The sky was what he had seen change, the peaceful color of white being ransacked and destroyed by the evil of red. "Is this hell?" Judeau said softly to himself. "Why am I here?"
As if ushered by his voice, the stack of bodies shifted and the greenish skinned body of a man crawled from it. He smiled at Judeau, his empty eye sockets and broken teeth welcoming the boy to this strange and frightening place. Judeau found himself backing away slowly from the zombie, and stumbled and fell into the mass of bodies, the hands dead hands raising from people long dead, holding him so he couldn't flee. "No, stay back, don't come any closer!" He yelled as the zombie shambled closer to him every second. The zombie's lips began to move, a few teeth falling from its mouth and landing near its feet. "Judeau, why did you leave me my son?" The voice was cracked and ruined; it was a sad and depressed voice.
Judeaus eyes widen in alarm and fear, a tear trickling down his left cheek. He found himself stuttering as the sad zombie continued to approach him. "F...Father?" He said in a muffled gasp.
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Daphne opened her eyes and found herself lying on her bed inside of her room. The walls were cracked and broken in places, a deadly reminder of encounters from the past. Her bed frame was made of oak that was quickly and absent-mindedly built. The mattress was then made from old cloth and clothes that had been stitched together, stuffed with bird feathers. Daphne attempted to move, not wanting to be in her home, knowing what was going to happen if she stayed there any longer. She tried to move her arms, but found that they were tied to the bedposts with rope. Her eyes widened in fear and she began to scream as loud as she could. "Judeau! Help me! Rescue me!!" As she tried to free herself from her bonds, the door to her room slowly began to swing open, a dark shadowy form in the doorway, staring at her with hungry eyes. She tried to bring her hand in front of her face to shield her from the man that was coming, the rope digging into her arm and drawing blood. "No, please stay away, don't touch me!"
Slowly walking into the room, the shadow smiled evilly, the whites of his teeth glistening in the moonlight from the window behind Daphne. As he approached the bed, the man began to speak slowly. "I thought I told you not to stay outside after it became dark. You disappoint me Daphne. That's why I need to punish you for your insolence." As he said these words, the man that was Daphne's father removed his belt from around his waist and smacked the leather strap in his other hand. "I must punish you for seeing that boy."
Walking up to the foot her bed, Daphne began to feel tears leave her eyes and she became ecstatic with terror. "No father, please don't!" The man smiled more and began to laugh as he raised the belt high into the air above him. Daphne saw where he was aiming at, and she gasped in alarm and sobbed with fright. "NO!"
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"Judeau, you left me to die. You left me there, and didn't even stop running. Its all your fault." The zombie said in its cracked voice, as it was merely feet away from reaching the frightened child. Judeau wrestled with the decaying arms, which held him to the ground and started to laugh since he was so scared. "Father, I swear I didn't no! I ran to get some help! And then when I got back you were....you were..." The zombie smiled and stopped walking for an instant. Then it looked down at Judeau, and blood began to flow from its empty eye sockets like a fountain. "I was dead. You let me die there. It's all your fault. And when you are older, you will send more to meet me. All for him. All for your master."
Judeau gritted his teeth and then shook his head in denial. "I don't have any idea what you're talking about! Make some sense!" The zombie fell forwards and landed right next to Judea, the decaying face against Judeau's own. "If you follow him, then all is lost. The world will turn black and many people will die. Its all your choice son." As these words were said, Judeau opened his eyes in real life and found himself all alone in the clearing in the field.
"Daphne?" He looked around, but the girl was nowhere to be seen.
"Where am I?" Judeau said as he opened his eyes and found himself hovering in a blank white space of nothingness. "Have I died? Is this heaven?" Whenever the boy spoke, he found his words to echo back at him continuously, as though he were inside of a very deep cave. He tried to sit up and rise to his feet, but he found it nearly impossible to move any of his muscles. Scared and not too sure what was happening to him, Judeau watched the area around him change from the white empty space into something more diabolical. Blood seemed to seep from above him, the red gore slowly covering every inch of space in his line of sight as though someone had spilt something on a wooden floor and the puddle spread across it. Soon the white was completely gone altogether, and the red scarlet color was all he could see.
"What does it mean?" Judeau asked himself, the echoes continuing. "I don't understand." As he said these words, Judeau soon found that he was granted back the ability to use his muscles, and he sat up and looked around him more. He found that he was lying on top of a massive stack of dead and mutilated bodies. The bodies had been long dead, the skin rotted away and decayed. In shock, Judeau jumped and began to breath heavily, holding his right hand to his mouth as to not scream in alarm. He quickly turned his head all around him and took in the grisly scene more and more. As far as he could see, the bodies continued, never-ending. The sky was what he had seen change, the peaceful color of white being ransacked and destroyed by the evil of red. "Is this hell?" Judeau said softly to himself. "Why am I here?"
As if ushered by his voice, the stack of bodies shifted and the greenish skinned body of a man crawled from it. He smiled at Judeau, his empty eye sockets and broken teeth welcoming the boy to this strange and frightening place. Judeau found himself backing away slowly from the zombie, and stumbled and fell into the mass of bodies, the hands dead hands raising from people long dead, holding him so he couldn't flee. "No, stay back, don't come any closer!" He yelled as the zombie shambled closer to him every second. The zombie's lips began to move, a few teeth falling from its mouth and landing near its feet. "Judeau, why did you leave me my son?" The voice was cracked and ruined; it was a sad and depressed voice.
Judeaus eyes widen in alarm and fear, a tear trickling down his left cheek. He found himself stuttering as the sad zombie continued to approach him. "F...Father?" He said in a muffled gasp.
....................................................
Daphne opened her eyes and found herself lying on her bed inside of her room. The walls were cracked and broken in places, a deadly reminder of encounters from the past. Her bed frame was made of oak that was quickly and absent-mindedly built. The mattress was then made from old cloth and clothes that had been stitched together, stuffed with bird feathers. Daphne attempted to move, not wanting to be in her home, knowing what was going to happen if she stayed there any longer. She tried to move her arms, but found that they were tied to the bedposts with rope. Her eyes widened in fear and she began to scream as loud as she could. "Judeau! Help me! Rescue me!!" As she tried to free herself from her bonds, the door to her room slowly began to swing open, a dark shadowy form in the doorway, staring at her with hungry eyes. She tried to bring her hand in front of her face to shield her from the man that was coming, the rope digging into her arm and drawing blood. "No, please stay away, don't touch me!"
Slowly walking into the room, the shadow smiled evilly, the whites of his teeth glistening in the moonlight from the window behind Daphne. As he approached the bed, the man began to speak slowly. "I thought I told you not to stay outside after it became dark. You disappoint me Daphne. That's why I need to punish you for your insolence." As he said these words, the man that was Daphne's father removed his belt from around his waist and smacked the leather strap in his other hand. "I must punish you for seeing that boy."
Walking up to the foot her bed, Daphne began to feel tears leave her eyes and she became ecstatic with terror. "No father, please don't!" The man smiled more and began to laugh as he raised the belt high into the air above him. Daphne saw where he was aiming at, and she gasped in alarm and sobbed with fright. "NO!"
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"Judeau, you left me to die. You left me there, and didn't even stop running. Its all your fault." The zombie said in its cracked voice, as it was merely feet away from reaching the frightened child. Judeau wrestled with the decaying arms, which held him to the ground and started to laugh since he was so scared. "Father, I swear I didn't no! I ran to get some help! And then when I got back you were....you were..." The zombie smiled and stopped walking for an instant. Then it looked down at Judeau, and blood began to flow from its empty eye sockets like a fountain. "I was dead. You let me die there. It's all your fault. And when you are older, you will send more to meet me. All for him. All for your master."
Judeau gritted his teeth and then shook his head in denial. "I don't have any idea what you're talking about! Make some sense!" The zombie fell forwards and landed right next to Judea, the decaying face against Judeau's own. "If you follow him, then all is lost. The world will turn black and many people will die. Its all your choice son." As these words were said, Judeau opened his eyes in real life and found himself all alone in the clearing in the field.
"Daphne?" He looked around, but the girl was nowhere to be seen.