Nightmares of the Mind by Gene McClellan
Page 2 of 5 John is stunned by this discovery and loses his grip. The great light takes
him and tosses him from side to side. Spinning him around and around John is
sure that he is about to die, when he stops in mid-air. The great light is
gone and darkness takes its place. John looks around to try to see something
but there is nothing. He tries to move and finds it impossible.
All of the sudden he realizes that he is hovering above something. In a very
far distance he can see a group of little girls staring up at him. John tries
to move again but it is pointless. Then he hears something. Its sounds like a
dripping noise. Out of the corner of his eye he can see that above him there is
something dripping. John watches as the drop of the mysterious liquid falls to
the dark ground. As it hits the sound echo’s through John’s ears. The darkness
shatters as if it is glass. He begins to fall. While falling John looks up to
see that Kelly is nailed to the ceiling staring at him. "You can’t fight it
daddy just let it take you. Let it take you. I promise you will feel better."
John stares at his little girl that seems to be talking to him. Remembering
that he is still falling he turns himself around in the air right when he hits
the ground.
"Who is he?" "I don’t know him." "Yeah me neither". John opens his eyes for
the first time in what seems like eternity. He finds a group of little girls
standing around him. He lifts his head to find that all the girls have
scattered. He gets to his feet and stretches, as he looks around he sees that
he is in what looks like a small farm town surrounded by fields of some kind of
crop. John feels that it is worthless just standing there and starts to walk
down the very long highway. Walking the full highway John finds a very large
mansion at the end of his chosen path.
John decides to knock on the door to see if the people who lived there had a
phone or knew where he was. "Hello" the people answered the door. "Yes, ummm….
do you think you can tell me where I am. Or if possible let me use your phone."
John hopes that this very bad nightmare will soon come to an end. " We don’t
have a phone but I can tell you that we are in Yuka." The man at the door
answered with great certainty. The man had very curly brown hair and wore bibs
over his bare chest. "Do u think u could tell me where Yuka is?" John feels as
if he is being a burden on this already very helpful man. "Yeah, Yuka is just
south of Denver" the neighbor looks at him as if he is stupid. John finds this
very eerie because he lives in Canada and that’s where he thought he was.
Something brushes John’s ear, he turns around to see if there was something
there. He sees nothing and turns back to the man to continue the very helpful
conversation.
The old man is gone but the door is left open as if he wanted John to come
in. John pauses a little then pushes on through the door to find the man and
ask him a few more questions. "Hello, um..did u want me to come in." John asks
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