Cindy Hurst's Blog - Posts Tagged "a-child-s-nightmare"

It was dark outside. The wind howled through the branches of the trees, tossing the leaves about violently. Andrea found herself standing alone in the street. Everything appeared massive – the buildings, the streets, the few parked cars around her. Suddenly she heard a bone-chilling scream. It was a familiar scream. She followed the piercing sound as it grew louder and louder, almost becoming deafening. Her body became paralyzed and her breathing labored. Before her she saw the image of her mother, hunched over on her knees. The woman looked up and saw Andrea. Her arms came up, reaching, reaching. But something held Andrea back. She struggled to free herself from the invisible force, but her struggles proved to be futile. Then, in the corner of her eye Andrea saw him, a faceless man, cloaked in black. He began marching toward her. He was floating, yet Andrea heard his footsteps grow louder and louder until the sound was too unbearable. Then, he reached out for her, and as he did she saw the image of a cat begin to emerge from the back of his hand. The cat turned into a lion with fire in its eyes. Andrea opened her mouth to scream but nothing would
come out.

“Andi, run!” echoed the haunting voice of her mother. It sounded like a thousand voices, trapped inside a chasm. “Andi, run or the lion will kill you!”

Andrea clamped her eyes shut…
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