Dreams of Terror

Thank you Victoria CHAPTER 1

A tall boy with black hair and a Victorian-style suit stood in the middle of a church, his name was Victor. He looked around to see if anyone was around but no one was there. All he saw was a golden goblet at the very end of the church on a table. He walked toward it and picked it up. Victor examined it for a few seconds and thought it looked familiar, but he didn't care, he just took a sip of it. Victor then set it down on the table and felt a bit weak. His noticed his hands were shaking, he fell on his knees and put his trembling hands around his neck. He coughed a few times and found that his breathing had grown shorter and shorter every time he tried to breathe. At that moment he noticed the church doors open slowly with a creaking sound and three little girls wearing white dresses skipped happily into the church. The three of them looked exactly identical, they had beautiful long brown hair with a white flower on the side of their head. They seemed to have green eyes. But they looked kind of like little versions of Emily.

"Oh poor Victor, he fell for our trap!" said the girl on the left.

"He was really easy to fool, or did he know it was poison?" asked the girl on the left.

"He'll be dead in a matter of seconds without saying good bye to his beloved wife, Victoria!" said the girl in the middle.

"Who cares!" The three girls replied and laughed.

Victor looked at the in confusion and then realized that he had just drunk poison.

"Silly boy, you should have known!" the three girls yelled, "Too bad you had to learn the hard way!" They skipped closer to where Victor was kneeling and said in an angry voice, "Silly boy, you belong with Emily!"

"NO!" Victor yelled.

"VICTOR WAKE UP! VICTOR!" said a familiar voice.

Victor gasped, opened his eyes and sat straight in his bed in a blink of an eye. He took deep breaths and looked at his left side. He stared at his lovely wife Victoria and hugged her.

"Thank you Victoria, thank you." He whispered in her ear.

Victoria hugged him back but had no idea why Victor hugged her or thanked her for.

"What's wrong?" she asked.

"I had a dre– I had a nightmare…" Victor stopped hugging her and returned to his side of the bed.

"What was it about?" Victoria looked at Victor with a bit of fear in her eyes.

Victor stayed quiet for a few seconds and looked away. He then looked at Victoria and said, "I was about to die."

"Victor, don't worry dear, it was all just a dream." Victoria said.

"You're right. Sorry I woke you up in the middle of the night."

"It's okay, just go back to sleep and don't worry," Victoria leaned over and gave Victor a kiss on his cheek. "I'm here, you will always be safe if you're with me." She put her head on her pillow and faced Victor, in no time she fell asleep.

"Yes…" Victor laid in his bed but did not feel sleepy. He stared up at the ceiling and wondered if he fell beck asleep would he have the same dream again. After a few minutes Victor's eyelids felt heavy. He whispered to himself, "It's going to be okay…" He closed his eyes and slept peacefully without being woken up by his nightmare again for the rest of the night.