Nightmares
Monday. Most people hated the singular day as it represented another week where their wants to put to the side and a living was to be made. Now Murphy. Mondays were her Saturdays and it was often the day where she would go out and get a few chores done around the city. This tradition was no different today as she pulled her red locks up into a messy bun against the top of her head and headed out into the overcast day. The streets of South End smelt the same as they always did; a mix of piss and oil spilled out of the cars that have been sitting on the curb for longer than she had lived there. Birds were seen in the sky flying south to a warmer location as it was apparent that summer had ended and leaves on the ground proved fall has woken. Everything was painfully normal - until it wasn’t.
One of her longest connection in this town and best friends Aurora was seen walking in her direction. As a smile grew on Murphys face expecting one of their normal bear hug greetings, hers was flat. No emotion was expressed and she barely even gave any notice to the girl. With each step getting closer, a hollow pit in her stomach arose. The feeling of dread and fear began to take over her the brunette girl walked closer, but Willahs feet stopped in place against the sidewalk. Run. Her body wanted her to run. Though her muscles tried to move at a quicker pace across the street she was stuck in slow motion almost crawl. The beating of her heart in her chest grew louder, adrenaline was kicking into her system. With a cold bead of sweat forming against her brow as she was able to walk finally make her way to the other side of the street, her head tried to look back to see if she was following her but instead, her frame came crashing into another. It was Juniper.
She knew the moment they collided, recognized the smell against her clothes as it was one that she had grown familiar with in the past when they spent most of their days locked up in the same small cramped room. Pale hands reached out to grab her arms to help steady herself but as she grabbed against her wrists it was as if she had just gripped frozen ice. Releasing immediately with the burning against her skin, she looked up to see the same vacant expression. Her features held the same amount of hate as Auroras did. The same disgust and unreadable emotion. In the back of her throat, she could feel a scream. She wanted to scream, wanted to yell out as her heart at this point was beating so rapidly she could hear it within her ears, feel it against her throat. Feet backed away from her but not at the speed she could feel her muscles strain themselves to quicken. With both Aurora and Juniper now with eyes of pure evil only feet away she was trapped. No matter how desperately she tried to create distance between them, it was to no avail.
An arm reached out to grab against her shoulder allowing her saving grace to be able to turn around out of her standstill position there she saw a mass of people; people that were not there just moments before. Mason, Casper, Elsie, Julian, Averie. Everybody that she had some form of connection or friendship within the cell of the city Sloane standing behind her. In front of the group - Damien. Panicked eyes met every single one of theirs as they began to circle around her, trapping her within the group. All of them sharing the same look of evil, all of them what appeared to be over a foot taller than her frame. Able to move now, she was still completely trapped with no openings to try and weasel her way out of the congregation. Unable to cry out or speak despite the strain she put on her vocal cords and the tears at this point were rapidly falling down her cheeks to the point the soft skin now burned.
Eyes fell on Damien who was the closest towards her small bubble that was growing closer and closer without any movement by the living walls themselves. Small hand reached out towards him, trying to grab onto his being but without any explanation wasn’t able to get a good grip. Falling to her knees, the air was growing thicker. Their bodies were slowly closing in, trapping her as the heat was rising at an alarming rate. Body slumping forward her hands clutched the cement, nails scraping against the ground as even the weight to hold up her own frame was too heavy to bare. Darkness began to take over her vision as they grew closer, and closer until her vision gave out.
Silence surrounded her. The heavy beating of her heart had vanished and all there was darkness. No shining light at the end of the tunnel, no angels singing beautiful Melodys or departed family waiting across a beautiful bridge. It was just complete nothingness.
And she liked it.