Part 6 (original) (raw)

The face was horrifying! His heart raced; he seemed to be unable to breath. Turning away, he tried to run, crawl, scream, but nothing happened. The buzzing grew louder and louder. Something touched the side of his head, his body convulsed, he struck out with his arms. He shut his eyes in shear panic and waited for what ever was to come now.

That buzzing began to change tone. It was two sounds, one following the other, over and over again. His legs would not move; there must be something on them or the bee/bear creature had a hold of him. Again a scream that would not come...

Then his eyes opened. All was black. There was no light, no giant bee or bear or whatever. Laying on his back, his first recognition was the carpet and the second was that two-toned buzzing. Something wet touched his ear and the buzzing became a Purring. His Cat! What he had seen outside, in the flash of light, hadn't been her.

A distant flash of lighting, and several seconds later, the Thunder brought him back to the storm. His head hurt where he had struck that over-sized Oak Coffee Table; his back hurt from the fall and his pride hurt, for being such a coward, in the dream!

The Doctor had warned him that this particular Anti-Depressant would give him Lucid Dreams, and up to now, they had been a lot more fun... but this one was so bad that he had nearly, actually, died of fright.

He rolled over and attempted to stand.