Amnesia of a Dreamer

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“Wake up, boy. Wake up and see what trouble you have stirred up. Awake and see the snare your foot has been caught in.” whispered a soothing voice above Gavin, hidden by a swirling grey fog which felt heavy and sleepy, but yet it energized Gavin more than any caffeine injection could. He squinted his eyes and tried to blindly move his way through the swirling atmosphere in order for him to calm the feeling of being vulnerable. Within such a hazy fog he couldn’t see five feet away from his feet, slowing his pace to a nail biting rate. His mind started to question whether this was real or not and if it was real, how worried should he be due to the fact that he was alone in a strange fog, with a voice that seemed to speak from everywhere. A shiver shot up his spine when his train of thought switched gears and started to question if this was a dream. Dread took over his body. Never again did he want to witness the gore from his last encounter. “What foolishness are you conjuring up within that skull of yours? Why do you insist on staying asleep?” the voice cooed from all directions. Gavin spun around and franticly searched deep in the fog. A feeling of both anticipation and nervousness crept out from the back of his thoughts. Oddly, the voice didn’t sound threatening or harmful but quite the opposite; it was filled with tranquilizing warmth that came with age and knowledge. But it also had sharpness to it, almost as if who ever spoke was about to retort for a silly question someone like Gavin would ask. “Where are you?” he shouted. His voice echoed across the expanse before him which made him feel like no one was actually with him. “You will learn soon enough, boy.” A bright light suddenly pierced Gavin’s vision as the fog suddenly ... ... middle of paper ... ...oden eyes and stepped backward. His leg suddenly fell though some mysterious hole and before he knew it, the rain water was up to his knees sending a shiver up to the rest of his body. “Don’t worry about a thing, Gavin. Everything will be all right after I finish my business.” A voice wheezed out from under the black mask. “Who are you?” Gavin shouted up to the person. “Just a lonely fox out for a righteous killing” Rain began to downpour on the both of them, making everything on Gavin wet and the mask the man had on shimmery black. Gavin looked around realized that water was practically cascading down the ally walls. It filled the trash bins and before Gavin knew it trash was floating all around his waste. “If you would excuse me.” Movement underneath the figures cloak ruffled the strips of black cloth. A arm suddenly exposed itself with a pistol in it’s hand…

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