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A Dream: May 15th 2010
A father is moving into a new house with his three children. He is middle-aged and experienced after handling three young children that appear to have only a year gap between them, but he is not exhausted. He loves his family very much. The mother is nowhere to be seen, but the family is happy regardless as they laugh in the birch-wood entry way of their new home. The walls are empty, but the bright wood-paneling is inviting to the eye and soul resembling tatami mats of Japanese houses. The air is clean without a speck of dust floating in the air.
The family begins to explore the house together. They enter a large room where there is a display of an Asian ship model in the center and a plain, wooden dresser is seen in the far corner. As the others admire the room together, one of the children investigates the lonely dresser. She pulls open a drawer to find a small hexagonal box. She gingerly takes it from its place and opens it to find a small Buddha figure. The box begins to resonate with the sound of a heartbeat fluttering quietly in the girl's hands. She is frightened and closes the box, but it continues to vibrate in a rhythmic pace. She hides it in the dresser once again. She can still feel it in her mind.
The father and two other children see the marble bust of a woman hanging on a wall. It almost looks too heavy to stay, but its hook does not give way. The woman has a serene look on her face with her eyes half-closed. Her simplistic hair curls like a glorious crown made of ribbons around her face. As they continue to stare, the father feels a presence in the room as if there is a fifth person in the room, but he ignores it and puts the children to bed. All of them are excited to start their new life, but the little girl still wonders about the eerie heartbeat that she cannot shake from her mind...
Every night the father gazes at the woman sculpture constantly reminded of his wife. He feels a twinge of sadness every time he looks into her sleepy eyes. One night he almost begins to weep, but in reminding himself of his children, the pain is lifted. He goes to their rooms to look upon her faces. There is one sleeping soundly and there is the other curled up in his sheets, but where is the little daughter? He searches the house for her unable to find her. He searches everywhere investigating inside cabinets, behind doors, and under the dining table, but she is nowhere. He begins to cry when the other two children find him.
"What is wrong?" They yawn rubbing their eyes.
"I can't find your little sister." The father says between quiet sobs.
"Maybe she went to the bathroom and is back in her bed." The oldest brother says. They look again, but cannot find her. The family decides to go to sleep in hopes that she will appear in the morning, but she does not. The other children go to school while the father consults the police. The officials file a missing person report, but not much else can be done, they say. There is no evidence or trace of where she went; it's as if she simply disappeared. They leave the father in tears and he returns to the marble bust where he cries to the frozen woman about his troubles.
She opens her eyes widely. The father thinks he is seeing an illusion, but her voice tells him otherwise. "You think you know pain?" She says in rage. Her face twists and becomes the visage of a Medusa. Her mouth opens wide and blood gushes from her every orifice. She screams and a newborn babe falls from her mouth to the hard floor where blood continues to pour over its squirming body.
The father awakes in his bed drenched in a cold sweat and yells in agony.
He wanders downstairs to fix breakfast for his other two children. His children come into the kitchen to help. When the father goes to set the table, he sees the daughter standing on the table. He yells to her, but she seems to not be able to hear him. She looks up to the ceiling and disappears. The father screams her name. The other children rush into the dining room. A blue demon looks down from a hole in the ceiling at the other children and reaches for the youngest boy, but the father grabs his children and screams in rage at the ethereal being, "Stay away from my children!"
The family never found the daughter. They moved away from the house as soon as possible. The father swears he could still hear the heartbeat of his little girl.
Afflatus Divine · Tue Jul 13, 2010 @ 03:58pm · 0 Comments |
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