Sample from Dream Catcher
A sample from Dream Catcher, one story of six short horrors from my upcoming anthology Embrace The Darkness;
When morning came, once again his sleep interrupted by his alarm, there was another video. This was a longer one, nearer to five minutes. Whether or not it continued on from the previous footage was impossible to say, the time line in dreams not being as linear as in real life. There were similarities between the two clips, however, especially the 'feel' of them. If they had been movies, they would have looked as though they had had the same director. The second dream was more surreal than the first and featured Paul apparently stumbling across some kind of secret society preparing for a ritual of sorts. It was, again, very jumpy and Paul saw winding tunnels, torches of fire adorning the walls. There was a line people passing him as he wandered along them, all in red gowns with their hoods up. No one was speaking. As soon as the last person passed him Paul turned to join the end of the procession, looking down to see that he too was wearing a red gown. He followed them through to a large chamber, hundreds of candles illuminating it. A huge stone pentacle was embedded into the rock beneath his feet as he gazed upon a marble table that was by now encircled by the other people. On the table was a woman, fully nude, face down. Her ankles and wrists were tied to poles, spreading them as far as she could manage. From where Paul stood, her head was farthest from him, affording him a rather explicit view.
Terrified at what appeared to be about to happen, Paul turned to try and leave. His path was blocked, however, by a female figure. The red hood masked most of the features of her face, only a large tattoo of a spider being visible on her neck. It was at this moment of finding some familiarity that his alarm clock must have dragged him back to reality and the video ended suddenly.
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When morning came, once again his sleep interrupted by his alarm, there was another video. This was a longer one, nearer to five minutes. Whether or not it continued on from the previous footage was impossible to say, the time line in dreams not being as linear as in real life. There were similarities between the two clips, however, especially the 'feel' of them. If they had been movies, they would have looked as though they had had the same director. The second dream was more surreal than the first and featured Paul apparently stumbling across some kind of secret society preparing for a ritual of sorts. It was, again, very jumpy and Paul saw winding tunnels, torches of fire adorning the walls. There was a line people passing him as he wandered along them, all in red gowns with their hoods up. No one was speaking. As soon as the last person passed him Paul turned to join the end of the procession, looking down to see that he too was wearing a red gown. He followed them through to a large chamber, hundreds of candles illuminating it. A huge stone pentacle was embedded into the rock beneath his feet as he gazed upon a marble table that was by now encircled by the other people. On the table was a woman, fully nude, face down. Her ankles and wrists were tied to poles, spreading them as far as she could manage. From where Paul stood, her head was farthest from him, affording him a rather explicit view.
Terrified at what appeared to be about to happen, Paul turned to try and leave. His path was blocked, however, by a female figure. The red hood masked most of the features of her face, only a large tattoo of a spider being visible on her neck. It was at this moment of finding some familiarity that his alarm clock must have dragged him back to reality and the video ended suddenly.
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