I'm back. Just to let you know the begining is a memory. R&R and enjoy.
"I forgot to ask you Jack, what exactly are nightmares," I asked
"Well, I've got to tell you, they are hard to describe," said Jack, running his fingers through his hair.
"I'll try to visualize it."
"Promise me it won't get stuck in your head. I don't want you accidently creating an illusion of them."
"Trust me Jack, I can usually control what illusion I make."
"Okay, where do I start? Oh yeah, they are made of black sand."
"Black sand?"
"Yeah, it's basically sandy's sand, just with fear added to it, so it looks black."
"Eee, what do they look like?"
"They basically look like anorexic horses, with long flowing manes of black sand."
"Is that it? Because they don't really sound scary, they actually sound pretty."
"I'm not done. They also have glowing eyes of golden sand."
"I thought you said they were made of black sand?"
"They are, except for the eyes."
"The more you describe them, the less I am afraid of them."
"I'm still not done. They also have pointed teeth and horns coming out their snouts."
"Now they sound scary."
"If that's not enough, Pitch could ride them like regular horses, that is, until they turned against him. They could also smell your fear. They usually only attack on his orders, but now that they aren't following him, they just easily attack the scared. They especially love it when someone hasn't gotten over their fear in a long time. Someone… like you!"
"AAAAHHHHH!"
"HaHaHaHaHaHaHaHaHa, oh that's a riot. You should have seen your face; I instantly got your whole body translucent." Jack was on the ground, clutching his sides. Meanwhile, I was changing from translucent to pink, to red.
"Oh, I'll get you for that." I grabbed my whip; visualized the perfect revenge, then whipped a spot behind a bush. Just then, a nightmare appeared from behind the bush, and jack wiped away his tears to see the nightmare standing before him.
"Whoa," he exclaimed jumping back a little. "See, that's a nightmare!" I started to calmly walk up to it. "Ema, be careful, they're dangerous." I flicked the nightmare, and it vanished. I turned to Jack, and I was smiling maliciously. "You didn't."
"Oh, but I did. That's what you get for scaring the jeebers out of me. Revenge is mine!"
"That's why you weren't afraid; it was one of your illusions."
"Yep."
"I thought you promised not to do nightmare illusions."
"I promised not to do it by accident, that one was on purpose."
"Well, don't do it again okay, that was just scary."
"Don't scare me like that again and we might not run into a real nightmare."
I opened my eyes and jolted upright with a start. I thought I heard a nightmare. I listened again, it was just the wind.
Sandy didn't visit me tonight. I was starting to feel lonely, like both worlds have forgotten me, didn't like me, and didn't believe in me.
I thought maybe I could come up with some ideas for tomorrow, I didn't know if I was leaving Berwick tomorrow or not, and if I did, how long would I be gone? I was just so confused with all the events of today, I can't think straight. I should probably 'sleep on it'.
I tried to get back in my stasis-like meditating state. That's when I heard 2 boys approaching. They were talking about some ghost story, saying how these woods were haunted. I really wanted to go into stasis and scary stories will just keep me away from that. So, I made myself giant earmuffs, and soon fell into stasis.
Later, I felt a stabbing feeling in my stomach, but it was only there for a short moment. Then it felt like my body had a giant hole in it. I opened my eyes, and was shocked.
One of the boys was sitting in my knothole, in me. It was really uncomfortable.
"See, I'm in one of her stupid trees and nothing is happening to me," Explained the boy. I needed to get that boy out of my knothole, out of me. I reached for my quiver, pulled out my dagger and threw it into a nearby bush. The bush made a rustling sound. The boys were curious, curious enough to leave my knothole. I was so scared; I put a cover on the knothole. I forgot I was claustrophobic.
I darted out of the back door. I decided to just think outside tonight. Of course once the boys realized nothing was in the bush, they decided to leave, walking right through me. So, up to the treetops, I went to meditate.
As I was just getting into stasis, I felt rocks being thrown through me. I saw the boys throwing rocks up at the branch I was on. 'Come on!' I was thinking, 'why would they throw rocks up here?' I then heard a scared little meow. I turned my head and saw a small kitten narrowly dodging rocks thrown at it.
Oh, I had enough of those boys! First sitting in me, walking through me, now throwing rocks at a helpless kitten, they are bullies. I would teach them a lesson. I drew my bow and launched a few arrows before their feet. Thinking their rocks were bouncing back really fast, they ran away.
When I was sure they were gone, I picked the kitten up, and flew really far away, deep into the woods, where I was sure those meanies would not find this poor thing, who would probably kick it when they saw it. I stroked the kitten. I was happy it could see me, of course animals believe anything. If only the kitten was a kid. It purred, and then ran off.
Since I was already out there, I thought walking back would help me think, calm my nerves, relieve the tension of what just recently happened. So I began the long walk back to my tree.
I started thinking if I was to stay, I could probably get a visit from sandy, but if I left I could probably find him somewhere else. If I were to stay, what illusions should I come up with? If I were to go, what place will I go to, and how long will I be gone? What about Jack? Should I go talk to him saying I'm feeling better? It's half true, I'm not blue anymore, I'm relaxed, but I'm still down.
I thought I heard an eerie whiney of a nightmare. I turned in the direction of the sound, I listened closely and it was just the wind again. Why was I spooked by nightmares tonight? I'm falling for illusions that aren't even mine.
I heard a rustle in the bush. 'It's probably small animal. I could help it, but Mother Nature would probably get upset I messed with her balance,' I thought. Guessed who then appeared on my shoulder.
"What if it's not a small animal?" My doubting voice whispered.
"Mini-me, I knew you would show up, but why are you whispering, we are alone," I whispered back. I'm not sure what it was, but I thought I would whisper for the time being.
"Are we Ema, Are we?"
"Who would you think it is?"
"Don't you see the clues, Ema? Why else are you afraid of nightmares at the moment?"
"You think it's me warning myself he's around?"
"Yes."
"Don't be ridiculous, he disappeared 25 years ago."
"Even if it's not him, I still think you should get out of town."
"You think it's a bad idea if I stay in a place I was away from for 7 months."
"You are thinking it, I'm just expressing it."
"Well if you're expressing it, I don't want to do it."
"You rather put yourself in danger then listen to me?"
"Yes."
"Even if it's life threatening?"
"Well, uhh…"
"You know what he can do, and if he's returned to power."
"He can do the same thing to me, but why would he, I didn't bother him before. I've never bothered him, never got in the way of his plans."
"Maybe he's just insane."
"You do have a point; we need to get out of here, if that's the case."
"If it is?"
"Then I'll warn Jack. He's a guardian, he can do something. Meanwhile, I don't want people to know I have you, especially him." I smacked like a buzzer and into my head she went.
I started to run, afraid it was Pitch. I started wondering how he would be able to come back, when I heard it. A voice so sadistic it made me sick. "Going somewhere?"
Mini-me was right, Pitch was back.
Dun, Dun, Dun. Okay, I admit I'm a little stuck. I still don't know Pitch's entire plan. I made him come back in 25 years, because first he came back after a few thousand years, then a few hundred years, now I'm making it a few decades. What does he want with Ema? Stay tuned to find out.
