Nightmarish Reality (Preview) - Ch 28
PSYCHOLOGICAL HORROR, CHAPTERS
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Stripped
December 19, 2001
Dear Journal,
Darkness surrounds me as if it has a life of its own. A bright light flashes across my eyes, spinning in all directions. I can see movement, yet my sight is blurry. As my pupils slowly begin to focus, I distinguish the leaves and swaying tree branches in an array of yellow and green. I hear the rustling of the wind.
Suddenly awakened, I find myself facing an open doorway. Through that portal is an empty playground and a swing set; the swings are moving back and forth all by themselves. I realize I’m alone. What is this place? What does it mean?
As I rise out of bed, I realize how barren my room is: the white ashen walls and the oak desk are all that remain. It’s as if no one really lives here. I walk toward the gateway and try to go through it. My hands grasp at the illusion in this world of wonders; it’s a place of pure innocence and beauty. It lies beyond my reach, on the other side.
I grab the doorknob as it distorts; it trembles and begins rocking. The playground quickly vanishes, and the door slams in front of my face. Darkness returns to me. I find myself in the shadows, walking alone in the middle of a crowded park. Children are playing outside; they’re carefree on a hot, summer day.
A bunch of boys ride their skateboards down a hill and shout out in laughter. Women joggers talk amongst themselves about work and their active social lives. My head slumps down, ignoring the world around me. Everyone at the park is happy in bliss. I’m cold and distant; people cannot see through me, for I am different than the rest.
Table of Contents
Chapter 1 - The Nightmare That Started It All
Chapter 18 - A Streak Of Green
Chapter 25 - Shatter
Chapter 26 - Ride With The Devil
Chapter 27 - Reflections
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