Capítulo 6: Chapter 5 Cal
The Barbecue was amazing. It reminded me of hope. The idea of hope is a beautiful thing. you can just eat it up. People with hope possess a feeling of expectation and desire for a certain thing to happen. It's an aspiration or a desire. But to expect something to happen isnt a bad thing. It doesn't exactly cause harm..on most occasions. But when you anticipate something happening....expecting things to go a certain way...a lot of time you give others false hope. This false hope can breed disaster. Because nobody enjoys being let down. Certainly not me.
And yet I'm guilty of the same thing. Because tasting that Barbecue made me forget about the things that happened. Even that parasite called fear. I expected things to be normal afterwards.....I had hope. when in fact I should've been cautious. Because there is always a calm before the storm.
That was the best dinner I had in a long time.
I lay awake in my bed. Lights off. Curtains open. I can see the moonlight pearcing through through my window. I'm tired...but I dont want to sleep. A feeling of paranoia maybe. I just dont want to dream anything weird ago. I read a few chapter in a book. The author's name is Allister Mystic. Yeah I know. That's like one of the most epic names I've ever heard. Its partly what drew me to the book.
Apparently Allister was indeed a mystic. He was a scientist who believed in the afterlife. But not only that. He believed the afterlife or what he dubbed the Ether(short for Ethereal ) served as a home dimension for spirits like Heaven in the bible but he said different from Heaven. He also theorized that the Ether was some sort of bridge or like a funnel. And this funnel traversed into three different worlds parallel to our existing universe. If you think that's strange wait for it. He claim that we currently exist in the second universe which he dubbed Elemental. The first being Umbros. And the third being....unknown. In the book he states because we are of the second world we do not have the understanding to comprehend the third world. Its weird because he says all worlds are equal in some sort of balance.
That's enough of that though....its weird but I can still smell Ya'no. Its comforting for some reason. like plants or something organic like flowers. idk. but it's making me drift for some reason. I yawn and before I know it the dread washes away. I'm asleep before I know it.
I dream of Seyuta. but it's like a fog. A blue mist shrouds the city. I feel protected. I see children and older folks playing at the park. Next to the fountain. I see the clocktower in the middle of town. it looks new.
I dont See Ya'no, Tsula, nor Yona. But I see a young man. he's a African American. no wait. I blink like five times because my vision goes blurry. I see a young man. He's. black. like literally black. the color of charcoal. weird symbols on his face. short red hair. His clothes look almost ancient Greek or Egyptian but high tech like some futuristic space armor. Hes looking up at something. I look up as well. what i see is crazy.
it's as if the stars and night sky are twisted. I see a large looking moon? No. planet. A man stands on the world like a god. A great black mass in his bosom. A army behind him. the young man on front me me looks back in my direction and says something in Tsalagi. (Cherokee language)
he says again, "Chea Sequah".
"Holy crap!" I finally scream. It was as if I couldn't breath. i look down and realize I'm standing on nothing. Seyuta falls into what looks like a black hole. I'm going with it. I throw out my hand and something holds it. It's the young man. He holds me by one hand. a sword in his other. He smiles the same smile Grandpa use to smile at us. It fills my heart with confusion but also with content.
"Believe. my child." he speaks with a deep but smooth tone. his voice was like honey. and it reverberated in my brain.
"what--" be let's go of me cutting me off and causing me to scream as I fall into the singularity. i dont look down. I close my eyes. falling fast and hard. its the end.
My eyes are force open as i hit what feels like a pool of darkness. no sound. no feeling. no sight. I'm lost. it's as if something has a hold of me. A great dark mass. it feels hopeless....but he said believe...believe in what? Hope. something that is missing currently due to my obvious situation. What else do I have to lose...wherever I am...I hope I get out. I hope I wake up.
Only moments later, I feel something deep in my soul come for me. it's not nice. Nah its pure evil. it's dark. I swam away. I try getting to the surface. I dont know which direction is up or out but anywhere away from it is fine. I look up and I see light. The lights from...lightning. I hear muffled booming. Thunder. I keep swimming up. I look down. Darkness. I look back up and see the lightning again. its clearer this time. Then I look back down and as if on cue the light of the lightning reveals hundreds of small eyes swimming up towards me. My soul screams. Not because if the eyes. but because they're an even bigger set of eyes larger than anything I've ever seen far beyond the smaller eyes. it has to be the size of a state. no a country. A continent. A planet..infinity.
I swim hard. I'm almost there. Almost to the surface. just a little further.....
I break free. I pull myself out of the pit. I look down it's gone. I look around. I'm in my bed. I look at the clock. Its 5 a.m. I've only been asleep for 6 hours but it felt like forever. I take a breather. I'm sweating buckets. I throw my covers off of me. I stand up. At least the dream is over. whatever was in that Barbecue...I better ask Son about it.
Just as I relax I hear noise upfront I grab my phone and I press record.
I walk out with my phone's camera on record. If something is out here I'll definitely get it on my phone. That way my brothers will believe and I can stop thinking I'm crazy.
Wait a minute...why is my camera recording in red? Maybe I left a filter on? I dont know. I'll look into it later.
All the doors are open again just like before. I dont even bother to say anything to my brothers. They'll just mouth some gibberish like before. instead I have a trusty bat and a bible. If it's a ghost I'll throw the bible at it. if it an intruder..well I throw the bible at em too. but I'll follow with the bat...of course.
Getting down the hall I close the doors. Bout time I get to the second closet door my phone glitches. And for a second it completely blacks out. I get it back on and look up to see a large figure in the livingroom walking from the livingroom to the kichen. it carried what looks like a blood red lantern.
"Ryan!" I tell out and repeat until I hear him get out of bed. I walk into the living room a d look in the kichen see nothing but the table, chairs and sink. Everything looks fine.
when I turn around dread comes over me like a waterfall. A bright red light above me at the top of the ceiling. That's when I see it. That's when I see the thing from my dream.
A black shrouded being with glowing red eyes and under the shroud utter darkness. I'm frozen as it descends towards me. I fall to my knees. So much light is coming from such an evil and dark entity. I can't think. But I do see my bible fly at its face. The word "score" appear in my brain but "oh shit" follows when I realize it only made the thing angrier. The light intensifies and I'm paralyzed.
I see Ryan run up from the hallway and he doesn't freeze he just runs in front of me blocking that thing's path. Son and Drake approaches, throwing out a string of curses as he swings my fallen bat at it. The bat goes through it and It looks towards Son and an invisible force sends him flying across the room. He lie on the ground groaning.
Boom! I hear the sound of gunshots as Drake let loose rounds from his glock. The creature seems irritated and it screeches. I now know the sound of absolute terror.
My blood runs cold. Ryan pulls me away. somehow hes the only one that can move.
He curses at the creature. The room becomes a bloody shade of red. the shadows become an impossible black like a void. But then I hear war drums. And shamanic chanting. The front door flies open and a Cherokee man comes through with what looks to be a wooden scepter decorated with feathers.
The dark creature screeches once more but at the native. He simply keeps chanting and swings the scepter at theentity. Then Cherokeelooking warriors come through the door. I couldn't see clearly because for some reason I couldn't look away from the light. it was so bright but it was so dark as well. like an endless void.
Suddenly the light fades and the creature howls. It then flies out of the house like a phantom and what I assume down the street. The men follow. The front door still open. we all look out the door. Then we finally breath. We fall to the floor. After a moment go catch our breath I realize my phone was recording the who time.
As inappropriate as it was I say it anyway.
"I'm putting this on YouTube" my brother stare at me. Son leans up, groaning. "By the way." I continue "We need more toilet paper. "
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