Premonition

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My heart pounds as my naked body is submerged in the Darkness. The only light that illuminates the darkened water is radiating from my naked flesh as I am suspended in the dark red endless abyss.

'Darkness. All I can see is darkness.'

My mind races. Until a beam of light illuminates from the surface, air bubbles escape my lips as I panic. As the bubbles leave, I race to reach the surface before my air supply runs out. After what felt like an hour, I finally breached the surface throwing my long blonde hair behind my back as the icy air fills my lungs, as if they could be my last, which they may be.

The mysterious light dances on the surface of the water illuminating a dark tunnel of stone colored bricks. My body burned from the exhaustion I felt, but the light beckoned to me.

The water grew shallower as I swam closer to the edge until reaching a flooded pathway that was cool to the touch. My muscles ached and stung as I attempted to haul myself up when my body gave way, half of my body still submerged, my vision blurs and darkness creeps over me.

My eyelids flutter open heavily from my brief catnap, I try to sit up when I realize a poufy, intricately designed, baby blue dress that clung to my curves perfectly, as if made for me, and definitely nothing like a common fishing village maiden as myself could have ever hoped for, had draped my naked flesh from before.

'But how did it get here?' I cannot help my question. The gown was beautiful, way too beautiful and extravagant for someone like me. 'I am nobody'.

The crisp wind that blows through my long tresses makes me involuntarily hug my body for warmth, and I realize that I am still barefoot, which I did not mind. my body heavy as if I had been asleep for ages as I try to gather my bearings, my legs felt as heavy as rocks. The light continues to beckon to me, as if drawing a moth to a flame.

'Was it me or was there not a vast ocean in front of me?' My surroundings, a path of stone in a sea of grass. The deep ocean I was suspended in was no more.

Drip… Drip… Drip.

The sound was strangely soothing, almost hypnotic. The fabric of the form fitting gown clinging to my soaked flesh. My heartbeat accelerates as I take another step closer. The rush of blood rushing to my ears as my pulse quickens. The cool stones grow warm as the syrupy liquid gushes between my toes. My steps take me to a pitch-black hole in the wall where the light that beckons, revealing a narrow stairway. My toes grip the edges on the stone steps, which I seem to be gliding down effortlessly, my grip tightens on the hem of the blue dress.

Drip… Drip… Drip.

The rhythmic sound seems to echo in my mind. my legs start to involuntarily shake, and my steps falter the further I journey down the path to the underworld.

As I take the last couple steps, a light emits from a distant room, my heart beats enthusiastically, as the light cuts through the darkness.

The never-ending darkness that surrounds my entire existence. The random thought knocks me back, but I don't know why. In fact, I can't remember my own name.

'who am I?'

'How did I get here?'

"Cassandra," the wind whispers around me.

Panic sets in and I stop in my tracks. 'Is that who I am?'

"Cassidy," the name sounded familiar, but it sounded hissed and closer. Drawing me closer to the illuminated room.

My heartbeat races and my steps seem to pickup the pace as I long to meet this person that calls to me. A surge of warmth and security that someone knows me rushes over me. Trying not to fall into the syrupy mixture that my bare toes slosh through, I press on with renewed energy.

The iron didn't hit me until my hand was on the knob to the adjoining room. Panic froze my body movements, but I must know who beckons to me.

As if on cue… "Cassandra," the wind hissed around me becoming agitated that my footfalls had faltered.

cracking open the wooden door. "Who are you?" I manage to squeak out, no confidence whatsoever entering my voice.

No answer.

With more confidence I slip through the crack in the door, the smell of salt and iron filling my nostrils. The liquid growing warmer under my toes. Further I venture when a gust of strong wind blows through my hair closing the door behind me.

Drip… Drip… Drip.

'That sound again.'

The light glows brighter above me and a sense of dread and despair replaces the warmness I had first felt, as suspended by ropes above me was a severed appendage, a stream of red flowing down the arm dripping to the floor below.

Drip.. Drip.. Drip.

I try to stifle the scream that threatened to escape as the blood leaves my face making me feel faint. I slowly back towards the door when a movement out of the corner of my eye, catches my attention.

"Cassandra," the creature hisses and then laughs.

Its too fast to make out any discernible shape. My hand finally reaches the doorknob. Quickly I turn on my heel to attempt to pry open the door, but it seems to be stuck. With all my might I try to jerk the door open but nothing. A hand darts out of the shadows and lands on my shoulder, the feeling of breathing down my neck made me realize that I might be something's lunch. The hair on the back of my neck standing upright as fear courses through my veins, my heart beating erratically as it wants to jump out of my chest. I slowly turn.

A small smile upon her pink pouty lips, the hint of sharp teeth faintly poking her bottom lip. Her icy blue eyes ringed in red boring holes into my retinas.

'The color of blood!'

He's coming for you, my dear Cassandra!