Shalamar awoke with a start. Her night terrors had been coming on more frequently and with greater intensity. It’s no wonder she was always falling asleep in her classes. Getting into college had been no easy feat and now maintaining a decent grade point average was getting harder and harder. She ran her fingers through her tightly coiled hair, wishing things could be different. Her digital alarm clock read 3:33 a.m. This was the same time she awoke yesterday and the day before. “How weird” she whispered.

The room was dark with the exception of a slither of light unobtrusively streaming through the window. Shalamar’s eyes were focused intently on the far corner of her bedroom. There was something strange about that area. “What is that?” she questioned as she sat up. The corner looked as if it were cloaked by some invisible yet slightly noticeable shield. The air itself seemed to be moving in waves. Similar to the waves she noticed in the distance on desert hot days. “Ugh, I really need to get some sleep” she lamented as she rubbed her eyes. “I’m definitely seeing things.” Shalamar looked at the curious corner once more before lying down and drifting back to sleep.

“Shalamarrrrrrr” an indistinguishable voice cooed softly luring her from slumber. She opened her eyes. But there was nothing to be seen, her bedroom was gone, shrouded in a sea of darkness. Her surroundings were pitch black. Light no longer existed. Panicked, she jumped up. “Shalamarrrrrrr” the sweet but somehow sadistic voice called. She spun around again and again, trying to determine where the voice had come from. On every side she faced darkness. Her breathe became shallow. Fear formed like a cancer in her throat. Fear also paralyzed her, she dare not move.  “Welcome home honey” the voice said significantly closer than it had been before. Shalamar goes to let out a cry but covers her mouth to stop it. Warm tears began to trickle down her face. The symptoms of anxiety begin to appear. Suddenly in her right ear she hears the voice whisper “We missed you”.

*To Be Continued*


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