Lat Night’s Dream
I was walking through a dark maze with an abundance of doors. The prospect of of all the doors excited me, and made me fee like I could go a path that was separate from everybody else. There were small groups of people finding their way through the maze, like me. I reached to this smoky room, and when I stepped into it I could feel I was in a pool. A flashlight beam flashed in my eyes and I saw 20 or so people in the pool with me, which centered around a large backwards tapered column in the middle. By the glare of the flashlight I could see that the walls were an orangish salmon color. I swam deeper into the room, squinting because of the flashlight.
“Oy you,” someone called “Is that Ben Farris’s sister?” He swam to meet me. He had sunglasses and a fedora on, and I recognized him as the owner of the maze.
“ I could tell because uh, Ben always does that squinty thing too.”
I was too stunned for words. Some of the others in the room took up the line. Yeah, they called, Are you a squinter like your brother.
“Ha,ha,” I called back, “very funny.” I frog-kicked to the far side of the room. There were some stairs and a new hallway, which I entered. I instpected my wet clothes, on which I noticed a soapy or bubbly kind of film.
In the hallway there was a brilliant white-blue light that crept out of the wall in places. I peered in the first door on my right. I did not like what I saw. There was a room-sized pool that held tons of heads and probably bodies as well. Surrounding the heads was a bluish water with chips of ice. I walked past this room and stood in the doorway of the next, the same. I walked to the room across the hall, and the room after that. All rooms were filled with heads with closed eyes and frozen faces. Hoping to leave I walked back to the entrance of the hallway, and had it closed in my face. So I went back into the room with the icy pool filled with sleeping heads.
“Hello?” I asked, “Can I get in?”
“Sure,” replied a friendly female voice. I couldn’t spot which head the voice had come from, I only knew the area.
The heads in the pool began to open their eyes.
“Okay I’m jumping in.”
The heads, which I now realized had bodies—as I suspected they might—made way for me to cannonball in the pool. The water was not that cold. A girl turned to me and asked “Are you ready?” I shook my head yes. She took a deep breath and I did the same. The icy waters began to vibrate. Everyone in the pool was trying to achieve a similar bobbing motion. Up - down and up - down. Pretty soon the waves in the pool were incredibly high. Then the pool was sucked out through the bottom . . . Then I woke up.
The End
Chatboard (0)