Chapter 3 - Dream
Sam turned off the light and climbed onto the little step stool into the tall bed.
All of the work every night, practicing her trope , the singing, chanting reading of the Torah, and the Hebrew reading lessons left her exhausted every night. She drifted to sleep right away.
She was looking across a dark field at twilight. Scattered here and there were the skeletons of trees, burned out stumps with a few, claw-like branches. There were holes in the ground by the stump of each tree, as if some night crawling rodent made its home there. But the holes had a slight reddish glow coming from down inside.
She saw herself walking, still in her nightgown, barefoot, stepping through the field, leaving foot prints in the black, almost moist soil. She could almost feel pebbles and stones with her feet.
Now she could make out the silhouettes of tombstones, some were great pillars with crosses, but most had the Star of David on them. Then she saw a mausoleum.
As she stepped in front of the two story, marble and stone structure, she could make out the individual crypts, the names on them scratched out or corroded beyond recognition.
The moonlight was coming out now, the twilight completely vanquished. As she looked up in the sky, she could make out the stars, but gone were the familiar constellations. Now the stars were themselves forming the Star of David, a great pointed halo, slowly revolving over her. It danced with the moon in a celestial orbit.
And now she began to hear voices. Old sounding voices, voices that were chanting with echoes, and chanting with a soft, but steady rhythm. Then she saw them:
Blue wisps of smoke, drifting slowly like an incoming fog, emanating from the crypts. The smoke twirled into a vortex, with other wisps from the graveyard joining into it, and rising to the sky to the center of the great Star rotating above her. She was almost hypnotized by this geometric display of supernatural power.
The voices grew louder, and now the great Star was beginning to glow, an electric Blue, outshining even the moon, the shadows of the mausoleum becoming a stark darkness compared to the illuminated rooftop.
"Sam. Sam. Sam. Sam. Sam…" The voices were calling her. And now the great Star was falling! Falling down on her. The blue brightness engulfed her!
She woke up. She was breathing fast, her heart pounding. What just happened?
She got out of bed and got herself a drink of water. She stayed up the rest of the night, afraid to go to sleep.