Chapter 2: Happy Place
GASP
Oh no not again!
Not again that deadly nightmare!
But this time was different.
He could felt how did that nightmare finished:
He didn't found any other option than the suicide.
He hanged himself with a robe...
Until he felt the robe cutting his respiration.
Looks like the pills didn't work, so tomorrow would take drastic measures
At the clinic…
"Hi Stan how may i help you?" Daniel Greeted.
"Hi sir, i was asking if by the afternoon we can go to the woods" Stan said.
"Em why?"
"Because the chillax pills you gave me didn't worked. The nightmare turned worse. I felt myself how i died hanging myself with a robe until it cutted me the respiration, so to overcome it for good, i need somewhere away from the people, to find my happy place"
"I'll see what we can do"
"At what hour?"
"How about 5.58 pm"
"Good"
At 5.58 pm, at the woods…
"Okay, we are finally here in the woods, away from everything to find a happy place" The Travis man said as he and Stan sat down crossing his legs.
"Find the happy place, find the happy place, find the happy place" they repeated, for 5 minutes, hearing just nothing than the peaceness of the woods, then again Stan couldn't feel nothing than that.
He just achieved it.
He could have finally overcomed that Lovecraft-ish nightmare.
"I think i made it" Stan said with a warm smile.
"Yeah" replied Daniel.
"Thanks for everything" they high-5ed
To be continued...