Chapter 179: 179. Nightmares.
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The same bed, the same eerie darkness, the same heavy silence. Jessie sat up and looked around and she was back. The same unfeeling as she stepped into the shallow water coating the floor. The quiet cries, she also could not hear her own voice. This time she refused to leave the light, she would not step away from the bed so it left her. All of a sudden with like a blink she was pushed so quickly, like scenes changing right before her eyes she was falling again.
This time she was in her body and she had no idea where she was. Crying out loudly as she hit the ground with a thud. She looked around her but yet she could see nothing. Only feel the dirt beneath where she sat, she got up to walk and her lack of shoes were made prominent when she stepped on a sharp stone and hurt her leg.
Where to? Where would she go from here? Why was she shaking? It was as if she knew something was coming. And right at that moment something shattered aganist her head and a gooey liquid rolled down the back of her neck.
She turned around in haste to see a throng of people, holding pitch forks and torches. All of a sudden her shorts and tank top transformed into a woolen dress and her head felt constricted. When she touched it she wouldn't feel her hair but instead this tough leathery skin. It was a hat, judging by the pointy end it must be a witches cap. But no matter how she pulled it wouldn't come off.
"Get her!" One of the commoners yelled and they began to stone her again. Her woolen dress sticking to the birches she wore beneath, her boots felt heavy on her feet and she began to run. But she wouldn't waste more time.
The crowd refused to give her a head start, they ran right behind her assault her with their eggs and wounding her with their words.
The air felt like needles pricking her lungs and the tears that fell down her cheeks felt like acid burning her cheeks. But she go without neither, she needed air and all the running made her eyes teary. That was her explanation for crying not that it mattered at this point.
But a mistake she made, she turned around as she ran forward to see how much distance she had put between herself and her pursuers. Stumbling on a tree root she rolled down the hill. Stoned and branches taking their own piece of the plunder, her flesh and cloth.
By the time she ended up at the end the crowd were upon her and she couldn't move. Never before had she been in so much pain, was this real? Why did it feel real?
Soon enough a wooden stand placed in the middle of barn and hay was where she was standing tied to the wooden beam they intended to burn along with her.
"Burn the witch!" The chanted. "Burn the witch!"
As the leader stepped out she crowd holding the scroll of all her evildoing. "Krystal!" Jessie cried. "Krystal please get me off this, you known I'm innocent right? Please get me down." She begged.
The woman in a silk dress, and a fancy updo stepped back and glared at Jessie. Pulling her gloves higher she opened the scroll. "Don't dare sully my name with that deceitful tongue of yours witch!" She rebuked Jessie.
"For the deceiving the entire world and murdering to innocent people for their blood. For using and manipulating people for your own benefits you will be burned at the stake! Witch!" Krystal announced.
Another familiar face, in a simple yellow dress made of lace and softer materials. Agnes stepped out, "and for her accomplices, those who had the guts to hide and enable the witch. They will burn with her."
Suddenly men came in dragging an equally battered Jason, Katherine and Paul.
"Wait no! Please they are innocent please!" Jessie cried as they tied them to their individual beams.
Suddenly the air became cold and the crowd went quiet. A wicked laughter that echoed all around came closer as a woman riding a broom glided down. Immediately her feet hit the ground touched the ground, everyone bowed. It was Patricia, wearing the most seductive red jump suit that left literally nothing to the imagination. Her hat covered one eye and lips so bold.
"She is the witch! Patricia is the witch! I'm innocent please! We are all innocent please!"
"Burn them!" Patricia said sealing their fate. And Jessie watched as they lit Katherine, Jason and Paul. Then finally her. Screaming from the top of her lungs she cried.
"Nooooo!" She jerked up, panting heavily her skin still felt as though it was burning. She looked around her and though it was dark she could make out the silhouettes of the furniture in the room.
It was just a dream, she placed her hand on her chest to calm her heart, but still she head shouting that were not hers. "Who could it be?" She wondered. Pushing the covers off she still hesitated before stepping unto the floor. But she did anyway, pushing her door open slightly she walked out into the hallway.
The shouting was coming from Jason's room, her heart began to race again was he in trouble?
She ran to his room and pushed the door open and turned on the light but didn't see anyone apart from Jason. He was writhing and clutching his covers so tightly his knuckles turned red.
"Jason! Jason!" She yelled as she ran to him, shaking his shoulders. "Jason wake up!"
He gasped before he opened his eyes. Jessie heart broke when she heard the first word that came out of his mouth. "Mom?"
She smiled sadly at him and cupped the side of his face and began to caress his cheek with her thumb. She saw for the first time vulnerability and fear in Jason's eyes. Like it wasn't the Jason that she knew that was conscious at the moment.
But the moment he blinked it was gone, and he was back. "Jessie." He breathed out pulling her down into an embrace.
"It's okay, I'm here, I'm here it's just a dream."
Preview 180: I don't love you.
"Why are you being so cold to me?"
"Because Lenora... I need you to stay away from me just... leave me alone." He pleaded.
She shook her head. "Not until you tell me why?"
Jamie huffed in annoyance. "Are you dumb? Tch... a breakup only requires one person to say they are no longer interested. I didn't expect you to be so clingy. It's pretty pathetic don't you think?"
The crack of her palm meeting his cheek sounded loudly in the room.
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The same bed, the same eerie darkness, the same heavy silence. Jessie sat up and looked around and she was back. The same unfeeling as she stepped into the shallow water coating the floor. The quiet cries, she also could not hear her own voice. This time she refused to leave the light, she would not step away from the bed so it left her. All of a sudden with like a blink she was pushed so quickly, like scenes changing right before her eyes she was falling again.
This time she was in her body and she had no idea where she was. Crying out loudly as she hit the ground with a thud. She looked around her but yet she could see nothing. Only feel the dirt beneath where she sat, she got up to walk and her lack of shoes were made prominent when she stepped on a sharp stone and hurt her leg.
Where to? Where would she go from here? Why was she shaking? It was as if she knew something was coming. And right at that moment something shattered aganist her head and a gooey liquid rolled down the back of her neck.
She turned around in haste to see a throng of people, holding pitch forks and torches. All of a sudden her shorts and tank top transformed into a woolen dress and her head felt constricted. When she touched it she wouldn't feel her hair but instead this tough leathery skin. It was a hat, judging by the pointy end it must be a witches cap. But no matter how she pulled it wouldn't come off.
"Get her!" One of the commoners yelled and they began to stone her again. Her woolen dress sticking to the birches she wore beneath, her boots felt heavy on her feet and she began to run. But she wouldn't waste more time.
The crowd refused to give her a head start, they ran right behind her assault her with their eggs and wounding her with their words.
The air felt like needles pricking her lungs and the tears that fell down her cheeks felt like acid burning her cheeks. But she go without neither, she needed air and all the running made her eyes teary. That was her explanation for crying not that it mattered at this point.
But a mistake she made, she turned around as she ran forward to see how much distance she had put between herself and her pursuers. Stumbling on a tree root she rolled down the hill. Stoned and branches taking their own piece of the plunder, her flesh and cloth.
By the time she ended up at the end the crowd were upon her and she couldn't move. Never before had she been in so much pain, was this real? Why did it feel real?
Soon enough a wooden stand placed in the middle of barn and hay was where she was standing tied to the wooden beam they intended to burn along with her.
"Burn the witch!" The chanted. "Burn the witch!"
As the leader stepped out she crowd holding the scroll of all her evildoing. "Krystal!" Jessie cried. "Krystal please get me off this, you known I'm innocent right? Please get me down." She begged.
The woman in a silk dress, and a fancy updo stepped back and glared at Jessie. Pulling her gloves higher she opened the scroll. "Don't dare sully my name with that deceitful tongue of yours witch!" She rebuked Jessie.
"For the deceiving the entire world and murdering to innocent people for their blood. For using and manipulating people for your own benefits you will be burned at the stake! Witch!" Krystal announced.
Another familiar face, in a simple yellow dress made of lace and softer materials. Agnes stepped out, "and for her accomplices, those who had the guts to hide and enable the witch. They will burn with her."
Suddenly men came in dragging an equally battered Jason, Katherine and Paul.
"Wait no! Please they are innocent please!" Jessie cried as they tied them to their individual beams.
Suddenly the air became cold and the crowd went quiet. A wicked laughter that echoed all around came closer as a woman riding a broom glided down. Immediately her feet hit the ground touched the ground, everyone bowed. It was Patricia, wearing the most seductive red jump suit that left literally nothing to the imagination. Her hat covered one eye and lips so bold.
"She is the witch! Patricia is the witch! I'm innocent please! We are all innocent please!"
"Burn them!" Patricia said sealing their fate. And Jessie watched as they lit Katherine, Jason and Paul. Then finally her. Screaming from the top of her lungs she cried.
"Nooooo!" She jerked up, panting heavily her skin still felt as though it was burning. She looked around her and though it was dark she could make out the silhouettes of the furniture in the room.
It was just a dream, she placed her hand on her chest to calm her heart, but still she head shouting that were not hers. "Who could it be?" She wondered. Pushing the covers off she still hesitated before stepping unto the floor. But she did anyway, pushing her door open slightly she walked out into the hallway.
The shouting was coming from Jason's room, her heart began to race again was he in trouble?
She ran to his room and pushed the door open and turned on the light but didn't see anyone apart from Jason. He was writhing and clutching his covers so tightly his knuckles turned red.
"Jason! Jason!" She yelled as she ran to him, shaking his shoulders. "Jason wake up!"
He gasped before he opened his eyes. Jessie heart broke when she heard the first word that came out of his mouth. "Mom?"
She smiled sadly at him and cupped the side of his face and began to caress his cheek with her thumb. She saw for the first time vulnerability and fear in Jason's eyes. Like it wasn't the Jason that she knew that was conscious at the moment.
But the moment he blinked it was gone, and he was back. "Jessie." He breathed out pulling her down into an embrace.
"It's okay, I'm here, I'm here it's just a dream."
Preview 180: I don't love you.
"Why are you being so cold to me?"
"Because Lenora... I need you to stay away from me just... leave me alone." He pleaded.
She shook her head. "Not until you tell me why?"
Jamie huffed in annoyance. "Are you dumb? Tch... a breakup only requires one person to say they are no longer interested. I didn't expect you to be so clingy. It's pretty pathetic don't you think?"
The crack of her palm meeting his cheek sounded loudly in the room.
The same bed, the same eerie darkness, the same heavy silence. Jessie sat up and looked around and she was back. The same unfeeling as she stepped into the shallow water coating the floor. The quiet cries, she also could not hear her own voice. This time she refused to leave the light, she would not step away from the bed so it left her. All of a sudden with like a blink she was pushed so quickly, like scenes changing right before her eyes she was falling again.This time she was in her body and she had no idea where she was. Crying out loudly as she hit the ground with a thud. She looked around her but yet she could see nothing. Only feel the dirt beneath where she sat, she got up to walk and her lack of shoes were made prominent when she stepped on a sharp stone and hurt her leg.Where to? Where would she go from here? Why was she shaking? It was as if she knew something was coming. And right at that moment something shattered aganist her head and a gooey liquid rolled down the back of her neck.She turned around in haste to see a throng of people, holding pitch forks and torches. All of a sudden her shorts and tank top transformed into a woolen dress and her head felt constricted. When she touched it she wouldn't feel her hair but instead this tough leathery skin. It was a hat, judging by the pointy end it must be a witches cap. But no matter how she pulled it wouldn't come off."Get her!" One of the commoners yelled and they began to stone her again. Her woolen dress sticking to the birches she wore beneath, her boots felt heavy on her feet and she began to run. But she wouldn't waste more time.The crowd refused to give her a head start, they ran right behind her assault her with their eggs and wounding her with their words.The air felt like needles pricking her lungs and the tears that fell down her cheeks felt like acid burning her cheeks. But she go without neither, she needed air and all the running made her eyes teary. That was her explanation for crying not that it mattered at this point.But a mistake she made, she turned around as she ran forward to see how much distance she had put between herself and her pursuers. Stumbling on a tree root she rolled down the hill. Stoned and branches taking their own piece of the plunder, her flesh and cloth.By the time she ended up at the end the crowd were upon her and she couldn't move. Never before had she been in so much pain, was this real? Why did it feel real?Soon enough a wooden stand placed in the middle of barn and hay was where she was standing tied to the wooden beam they intended to burn along with her."Burn the witch!" The chanted. "Burn the witch!"As the leader stepped out she crowd holding the scroll of all her evildoing. "Krystal!" Jessie cried. "Krystal please get me off this, you known I'm innocent right? Please get me down." She begged.The woman in a silk dress, and a fancy updo stepped back and glared at Jessie. Pulling her gloves higher she opened the scroll. "Don't dare sully my name with that deceitful tongue of yours witch!" She rebuked Jessie."For the deceiving the entire world and murdering to innocent people for their blood. For using and manipulating people for your own benefits you will be burned at the stake! Witch!" Krystal announced.Another familiar face, in a simple yellow dress made of lace and softer materials. Agnes stepped out, "and for her accomplices, those who had the guts to hide and enable the witch. They will burn with her."Suddenly men came in dragging an equally battered Jason, Katherine and Paul."Wait no! Please they are innocent please!" Jessie cried as they tied them to their individual beams.Suddenly the air became cold and the crowd went quiet. A wicked laughter that echoed all around came closer as a woman riding a broom glided down. Immediately her feet hit the ground touched the ground, everyone bowed. It was Patricia, wearing the most seductive red jump suit that left literally nothing to the imagination. Her hat covered one eye and lips so bold."She is the witch! Patricia is the witch! I'm innocent please! We are all innocent please!""Burn them!" Patricia said sealing their fate. And Jessie watched as they lit Katherine, Jason and Paul. Then finally her. Screaming from the top of her lungs she cried."Nooooo!" She jerked up, panting heavily her skin still felt as though it was burning. She looked around her and though it was dark she could make out the silhouettes of the furniture in the room.It was just a dream, she placed her hand on her chest to calm her heart, but still she head shouting that were not hers. "Who could it be?" She wondered. Pushing the covers off she still hesitated before stepping unto the floor. But she did anyway, pushing her door open slightly she walked out into the hallway.The shouting was coming from Jason's room, her heartbegan to race again was he in trouble?She ran to his room and pushed the door open and turned on the light but didn't see anyone apart from Jason. He was writhing and clutching his covers so tightly his knuckles turned red."Jason! Jason!" She yelled as she ran to him, shaking his shoulders. "Jason wake up!"He gasped before he opened his eyes. Jessie heart broke when she heard the first word that came out of his mouth. "Mom?"She smiled sadly at him and cupped the side of his face and began to caress his cheek with her thumb. She saw for the first time vulnerability and fear in Jason's eyes. Like it wasn't the Jason that she knew that was conscious at the moment.But the moment he blinked it was gone, and he was back. "Jessie." He breathed out pulling her down into an embrace."It's okay, I'm here, I'm here it's just a dream."Preview 180: I don't love you."Why are you being so cold to me?""Because Lenora... I need you to stay away from me just... leave me alone." He pleaded.She shook her head. "Not until you tell me why?"Jamie huffed in annoyance. "Are you dumb? Tch... a breakup only requires one person to say they are no longer interested. I didn't expect you to be so clingy. It's pretty pathetic don't you think?"The crack of her palm meeting his cheek sounded loudly in the room.
