8 Nightmare (1/2)
”AGGGHH”
My eyes opened wide, the pain throughout my body was so intense that I couldn't help but scream as soon as I woke. I could see trees all around me. I'm moving backward.
”AGGGHH”
The pain came in another wave. I couldn't help but squeeze my eyes closed, sweat was pouring down my face and back from the sheer amount of agony I was in. In that brief moment of consciousness, I realized something or someone was carrying me. The jostling from their movements causing the waves of pain. I embraced the respite as I once again blacked out.
I awoke confused, my mind in a fog and my surroundings hazy. Suddenly a young Brad came up and embraced me.
”Brother what are you standing there for? Let's go and play.”
”What? Brad?”
”Come on big brother I want to play in the sandbox.”
”Ok. Ok. I'm coming.”
I let him lead me by the hand into the sandbox.
”Brother help me build a sand castle.”
”Ok. First, grab that pail. Now fill it with sand. You pat it down like this. See you can use your shovel to make little windows or a door.”
I instructed Brad on how to make a sand castle.
I looked off into the distance. I can't remember the last time we simply enjoyed a day together. Wait, something's not right. I'm missing something.
”Brother I want to build a moat around the castle”
I turned towards him, ”Ok. You have to.....”
When I turned towards Brad his shovel had become a dark dagger and he was stabbing it into the sand like he was trying to dig a moat, but instead of sand, a dark red liquid was bursting out all over him. With every stab the blood spread to more of his body until he was completely covered.
I looked at where he was stabbing. It began to twist and morph, coalescing into a human shape.
It was..... me.
”This is your fault you know.”
Distracted by the image of my own body covered in bloody stab wounds, my eyes jerked back to Brad when he spoke.
One corner of his mouth arched up into a smirk. It appeared especially eerie as the blood dripped from the corner of his mouth.
”What... What are you talking about?” I couldn't help stuttering as I stepped backwards.
”Ughhhh, isn't it obvious?” He replied while rolling his eyes. Blood began to drip from everywhere as he stood and moved towards me. Blood seemed to flow towards the dagger in his hand as if the blade was sucking it in. Soon all the blood was coalesced on the dagger like a slim layer coating it.
He began twirling the dagger with his fingers. The blood rolling off the edge creating streaks of blood in the air before it splattered on the ground around him. However, blood still coated the blade. He looked at me with eyes cold as ice.
”Everything.”
I couldn't understand what was going on. I took a another step backwards.
”What do you mean?”
He leaned forward.
”You know exactly what I mean.”
He leaped and made a lateral slash towards me. I stepped back to dodge. The blood coming off the dagger splashed on my face and chest.
”It's your fault mom and dad left!”
He jumped toward me making another slash.
I dodged then shouted, ”That wasn't my fault!”
”It's your fault I was lost in Agartha!”
He jumped, slashing at me again.
I sidestepped, ”I looked for you every day!”
”You didn't try hard enough!” He shouted as he leaped into the air plunging the dagger towards me.
I twisted out of the way and shoved him, ”I did everything I could!”
Brad stumbled away from the shove. After staring at the ground he looked up, a maddening scornful rage overwhelming his features.
”I had to kill you! Something as weak as you doesn't deserve to live! It's your own fault! You couldn't protect me! It's all your fault! Pay for it! Just let me kill YOU!!!”
I couldn't bear it anymore, it was my fault.