Chapter 12 - Blood to Spill, Souls to Save

Blood to Spill, Souls to Save

"Look at what you've done! You're way too powerful for your own good. You're a freak of nature. You must be destroyed." Trevor's mother spoke monotonously.

The words resounded in my brain, they were familiar. She continued to walk towards us, one step at a time. Slow. I heard her shoes tap on the hardwood floor. Tap. Tap. Tap. Tap. And I remembered Nightmare in my dreams; his shoes clicking excruciatingly slowly on the whitewashed floor. Click. Click.

I shook my head trying to shake the image of Nightmare out of my mind. "Mrs. Kale, please stop and think about this. We can talk. Don't do this. Someone needs to call 911 before your husband dies of trauma. Please, Mrs. Kale, think!"

Trevor's mother just shook her head once sharply. "No, no Eli. I've done enough thinking on this. I've made my choice. What's one life, one body cleansing itself of its treachery so it can be eternal forever? The soul is a black thing, sin scrawled upon its walls. But none is as black as yours. Yours is as black as the night that knows all. I'm right, you know. They've told me, the ones who whisper in the darkness, the makers of dreams. They've told me what you are. They told me what you've done to my Trevor. You need to die."

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As predicted.

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Sweet Dreams!

May Nightmare spare you!

Chapter 10 - Dark Realities

Dark Realities

"I can't. She'd kill me if she found out." Trevor said, his voice breaking.

"She?" Skye asked. "Ok, that's a start. Can you tell me anything else about her?"

"Shit." Trevor swore.

"Do I know her, Trevor?"

There was deafening silence for a moment, Trevor thinking and Skye waiting eagerly. It was getting harder and harder to sit here, just waiting.

"How is Uncle Luke?" Trevor said.

Skye just rolled her eyes. "Come on, Trevor just tell me. Don't change the subject."

It was Trevor's turn to roll his eyes. Then he strained them in a way to suggest that the subject of Skye's dad wasn't off topic. He asked again, "How is Uncle Luke?" I figured it out. It was a clue. Trevor was trying to get her to guess.

It took Skye a moment, but I think she figured it out. "Uncle Luke is fine..." she said suspisiously. "How are Uncle Jake and Aunt Kit?"

Trevor never looked at Skye when he spoke, he looked down at the ground. "Dad is fine. He came home today. But not until... but not until a while after my Mum dragged me home from going to see Eli in the hospital."

Skye looked away and took her hands off Trevor's shoulder. She placed them on the wheel, but she seemed very uncomfortable. She traced the entire circumference of the wheel before she spoke.

"Did... did she do this to you?" Skye asked, her voice shaking.

Trevor said nothing. Skye was crying now, her silent tears glowing on her cheeks in the light from the street lamps.

"How?" she asked despretely. "How could your mother do something like that to you?"

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Chapter 6 - Table Talk

Table Talk

Who is he? What does he want with me? What’s wrong with me? How am I having nightmares in the middle of the day? Am I not getting enough sleep? Why did I pass out in the middle of class? Those eyes...endless blue eyes...

I shook my head and threw up mental walls to my thoughts, frantically searching for something to concentrate on and divert my thoughts to. My eyes landed on the luke warm mug of coffee in front of me. I stared into the disgusting brown liquid. I don’t know why I ordered coffee. I hate it. As I started to daydream, seeing patterns and shapes in the liquid, I wrapped my hands around the cold mug and forced myself to take a sip. I scrunched my eyes closed and forced myself to swallow the horrid, bitter taste. It felt like I was swallowing something worse than cough medicine. I’d compare it more to drain cleaner. How can people drink this stuff?

I shuddered as I managed to keep down the revolting liquid. I opened my eyes to see a rather bulky man sitting across from me, stubble on his double chin and a baseball cap backwards on his bald head. He wore shabby clothing, and looked like he probably hadn’t taken a shower in a couple days. He smiled brilliantly at me, a full set of white teeth. At least he brushes his teeth, I thought.

His frame shook with hearty laughter as he saw my appalled expression. I forced myself to smirk, and I leaned away from the table.

“Don’t like coffee?”
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Dreamer and Human

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Character - Jake

Jake

Side Character

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Jake is another side character that not much is known about. He is Trevor's father, Kit's husband, Skye and Sidney's Uncle, and Luke's brother. His occupation is a trucker, and he is bald with a strong build. He has hazel eyes. He seems to care much for his son, even though he is not around frequently. Trevor's tells him often of Eli, and Jake likes her very much. When Kit murders Trevor, Jake also dies as a result of injuries previously inflicted by his wife.