Chapter 3: Field of Dreams
It was late at night and Johnny couldn't sleep. Leaving his room, he decided to go for another walk across town. The place had an unnatural feel with his senses. He saw things, things that didn't seem impossible, but they all looked far too real to imagine otherwise.
He took a couple of hours before the day ended to research the town, and from what he found astonished him. He had seen and been a part of some amazing and unexplained things since waking up from his coma to the point where nothing can really surprise him.
He thought wrong.
Making his way across the long stretch of a road, where everything in his sights was either corn or darkness. He stopped to realize that he walked into another vision.
Night turned to day, and Johnny looked up to see a red pick-up truck heading his way, the same car he saw in his vision earlier that day. He blinked once to find himself in their back seat.
The young couple in front of him was driving, oblivious to what lay head. Johnny turned his head slightly only to find himself at the back of the pick-up to see the heavens turn red with fury as meteors blazed down from the sky.
Before he knew it, he was right back in the middle of the road as he watched one meteor crash into the hearth, and then another until a third one struck near the truck, flipping it over and away from the road.
Johnny rushed himself towards the turned vehicle, bending to his knees noting that the couple was safe. As he watched them come into consciousness, the man turned his head to the red-headed woman and uttered her name, "Martha." Looking past her with a very curious look, Johnny followed their lead and looked behind him.
It was a little boy, and he couldn't be more than a few years old. Dark haired and light skinned. How did a boy end up in the middle of a field, underneath a shower of meteors?
Looking down into the ditch he crawled out of, his question was answered.
To be continued…