THE NIGHTMARE

I'm soaking in my hot bath and candles glowing it's light in darkness.

The smell of rose oil, lavender and chamomile flowers floating in the air.

Oh the warm water and the scent calm my soul...

Those pains of lost and grief is masked by the feeling of giddiness and qualm.

The recollection of happenings during

dinner time is bewitching.

O God of Mercy! I condemned this feeling.

Please bring me enlightenment and clarity of my emotions.

To release all of these...

I'm humming the melody of Mama's lullaby.

A reminder of my task and obligations to my family...

Nana...

and Lada...

The doors of my room opened.

And my spirit is startled.

I jump off the bath and took the towel to cover my naked body.

And I immediately collected my gold necklace in the sink and wear it.

My hair is still dripping with water.

I slowly open the lavatory door in small portion, and survey the room area.

A shadow of a man standing in front of the windows.

He is facing through the view of the bay.

I felt the tremor of my body endlessly.

I closed the doors and I took the candles to help me see the face of this culprit.

Then back, I opened the door of the lavatory, wider and stayed on the entryway.

"Who are you? what are you doing here in my room?" I asked.

I tried my best to conceal my fears.

A deep voice answered "Do I need to answer your question? " sounded annoyed.

His voice is not familiar.

How could anyone, get into my room without anybody else noticed?

"I'm supposed to asked you that!" he added.

I sense anger on his voice.

" I...never knew...that this is someone else's room! " I stammered.

I run through the dresser table , put down the candles and grab my hand bag.

I swiftly took my pistol and point it to the stranger in my room.

His face...

Chiseled jaws, strong chin, shabby brown hair, straight-edged nose and oval shaped blue eyes...

Broad shoulders...toned body and wearing a black cotton shirt and jeans.

He is taller than Specialist Mikael.

Then...

He laughed...

Embarrassment hits me all over my face.

"Are you satisfied with my looks?" he asked in a gibe.

"You are the most impertinent, rowdy guy that I have ever met! You go out of my room..NOW!" I hollered.

He continued to laugh and much loudly.

I felt enraged.

"Olivia!?!?!" "Master Jones!?!?!" "Specialist Magnuson!?! O God..where are these people!" I exclaimed.

"Well, well, well...Did my younger brother Mikael brought you here? "

My eyes wide open.

Brothers?

"O Yes! My brother...the prim and proper and a gentleman. You're too skinny for me. Better change clothes or you'll die in cold." he blatantly said.

Then, he leaves the room.

I immediately put the pistol back in my handbag and took my clothes in my suitcase and changed in my sleeping dress.

Then locked the door and took a chair to support the door for security.

How dare him!

He's a total apathetic jerk!?!?!

Tomorrow, I'll make sure.. you will pay big time!

I have troubled sleeping, restlessness and anxieties keep me awake.

I decided to write in my journal.

December 22, 1980

Seward, Alaska

My beloved,

My first day in Seward is full of surprises.

I meet people in different characters.

And I will surely not forget, the most horrible, arrogant stranger inside my room.

Hope I'll have more clarity tommorow and peaceful sleep tonight.

Beatrix

I closed my journal and lay down in bed.

I hugged my cushions for comfort.

And I drift to sleep.

Sounds of gun shots ringing in my ears...

Smokes and fires...

Somebody hold my hands tight..

Embracing me in comfort..

And I looked in his face..

Those shabby hair, chiseled jaws, oval round eyes....strong arms..

And blood dripping..in his handsome face..

"NO!?!?!" I screamed at the top of my lungs.

I'm awakened, breathlessly.