7 Chapter 7: The Morning After

ZERO, a full capitalized spelt out zero, not my Math Analysis test score but the end of the countdown before the shadow man kills me. Or maybe not? The shadow man just went passed through me and touched the golden glass, as if I wasn't even there in the first place. He went for the golden tunnel completely ignoring me. I still felt locked up in fear, but I managed to step away, few steps away while keeping my eyes locked in him in case he attacks me or something, reminds me of horror movies, hopefully this won't end up like one.

He put his hands together in a praying position and touched the golden tunnel, the golden tunnel suddenly is disappearing from the distance. It slowly vanished as if it was being erased. A gut feeling told me to look behind me and the silver tunnel was still there. He scanned the place, carefully looking around him in a 360 clockwise direction. He looked like he's trying to look for intruders in the area – aka me, but he can't see me, well hopefully he really can't. After the golden tunnel disappeared, my attention went all on him.

The shadow man is turning into a man. The more I look at him the more human he looks. He looks like a young man in his mid-20's that has a muscular body, dark short curly hair and a strong intimidating presence that can shake the whole world to the ground. The shadow completely disappeared in his body and his face. The shadow man that I was scared of turned into a young beautiful man that you just can't your eyes off of. Everything calmed down a little bit, just a bit. After he finished looking with his strong commanding face, two dark wings came off his back and his entire body covered with dark aura.

After that the next thing that happened is not good. The ground was trembling from his aura, resulting in large cracks in the ground. I tried to run as fast as I can, but things just keep on getting worse. Spirits were coming out of the ground, the calmness from before turned into a complete chaos. Thousands of spirits screaming, agonizing and crying for help caused havoc to the place. I closed my eyes running still, I tried to focus even though I was running out of land to step on. Then guess what? The horror movie cliché did happen, I tripped and fell on the crack. As I was falling, I already accepted my demise. It's like feeling the time slows down. The deeper I fall, the slower I feel the time goes by. What would happen if I fell? Will the time, or should I say MY time completely stops as well? Falling and hearing those voices will forever haunt me for the rest of my life. As the voices sounded louder and louder, I heard a loud buzzing noise.

It was my alarm clock, I quickly opened my eyes and almost jumped out of my bed. I'm alive! I was breathing so fast, I feel like I just finished a 10 kilometer race against cheetahs. I tried to calm down, shook myself off from that horrible nightmare and celebrate that I'm still alive. Who would've thought that the thing that annoys us the most could possible save us from nightmares? Like, can we just have a moment of silence to thank our alarm clocks and not be annoyed by them for once. Anyway, it's confirmed, I really did wet my bed. It's embarrassing for an eighteen-year-old but hey, don't judge me, I have a reasonable excuse for it after all. I looked at the clock 8:13 am, uncle should be already on the way to work and the twins should be at school now. Which means I should be alone in this house now and after that nightmare, it's not good news.

I showered, changed clothes, especially my wet underwear and went down to the dining room, carefully and on full alert incase shadow man appears again. After that not so wonderful experience I drank water, as many as my body can take trying to flush away the fear on my still shaking body. After on my near choking on water experience, I told myself, "You just showered. You feel fresh. You just drank water like there's no tomorrow. Shake it all up and start this day", trying to cheer myself up.

The second good news today with me not dying and waking up being the first one, is the fact that uncle left me fried eggs and rice for my breakfast. Even though egg is a very simple meal for breakfast, it is still my favorite food next to fried chicken. It is simple and you can cook so many things with it. I see myself as a simple person who prefers simple things, especially in food. I don't like pizzas with too many toppings, not a big fan of fancy foods with 7 words in its name (I still had a good time last night though) and I always prefer cheaper stuff than the more expensive ones.

Before I took my first bite, I turned on the tv and went all the way with the volume, loud enough to kill the silence in first floor of the house. I also changed my seat and sat on the farthest spot on the table – where uncle usually seats, so I am facing the living room and the kitchen door in case of an attack. I ate stressfully, while constantly looking on both directions every time I take a bite. After I'm done eating my fabulous meal, I brushed my teeth, got my bag and school stuff then left the house, still on full alert.

While walking to the bus stop, I see people again and their auras. I want to ignore them but seeing their auras reminded me of the spirits in my dreams. They were all white glowing colored spirits, so does that mean if a person dies their aura and soul turns pure white? If that's true, then my prism theory is slowly progressing. Or what if, Garfield boy is actually a spirit that escaped from that thing on my nightmare? I stopped walking for a second, that actually makes sense isn't it? Is shadow man going to take him? Do I have to save him? I've never seen a spirit before, like a real one. Is he really a spirit? Or maybe even an angel? Before I could jump into even crazier conclusions, I forgot a major detail.