Sorry, but it's short. Two reasons-1. SUSPENSE DUN DUN DUN :D 2. ...I keep getting a million favorite stories. Guess how many reviews? NONE. It's kind of...Annoying. BUT...If I get at least...five reviews for this chapter...I already have the other part of it typed up. Mwuahahaha. Blackmail.
Breaking Point
Chapter 7:
Sleep swirled around me like a mass of vibrant colors. Something that I wanted to reach out and touch, but couldn't. For it was unreal. Pleasant dreams, they were bright, colorful, pastels. They were the dreams that I wanted to wrap myself in, to hold onto the memory. They were the dreams that I often woke up crying because of. Because they ended up not being real. And then, there were the…
Nightmares.
Deep, dark, dim. They dragged me down with them, like I was drowning in the murky depths of fear. They were the dreams that wouldn't leave me be, they haunted me everywhere I went. They were black. Not just the color black, but deeper than that. Like fear being etched into the deepest recesses of your conscious mind. They were the dreams that I woke up screaming too.
And then I jolted awake, coming to the realization that what had happened the night before had NOT been a nightmare. A trivial little thing that I could shake off. No. It had been real. My entire body froze as I realized that I was tied to a chair. My eyes scanned the large apparatus that was strapped to my chest, the millions of multi-colored criss-crossing wires that spanned the large misshapen device. And then they landed on the person in the chair across from me.
That was when I lost the will to live.
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-Knisley24