Jul 11, 2006 08:00
I've seen this. Kim & I walk out of the booth. Two men run up to us. One is grabs at Kim while the other points the gun at her. He sees me suddenly he for lack of a better word flips his posture. The gun in his right hand suddenly becomes his left hand & he points at me with his gun with his left hand. Its like a mirror. When he switches between Kim & me he mirrors himself to point from one to the other. I do nothing.
The first yells at Kim & starts to strangle her. The second points angrily at her with the gun. Time slows. Kim looks at me crying. The first is choking her. The second stops. Cocks the gun. Fires. I'm now wearing a quarter of Kim's head on my shirt. I do nothing.
They run past me downstairs. Kim's accusing blank stare burning my eyes. I hear a janitor scream wildly as he charges one. More gunfire. A defiant yell ends abruptly. I don't move. I do nothing.
I don't move, I float from where I was. In the office Veronica hangs by a cord, a pool of tears & blood forming under her. She stares blankly at something beyond the walls. I do nothing.
The police show. I do nothing.
Red stares at me scornfully. I DO NOTHING.
I wake up in a sweat, a gasp escaping my lips. I know this isn't what happened. Yet this knowledge holds no solace. Dreams can be infected, perverted. So they beckon me to come. Taunts & laughter slither from their mouths, knowing I cannot stay away. I have no choice.
My dreams won't be safe for a while now.