Run, jump, duck, dodge. Run, jump, duck, dodge. Repeat. Where is the exit? Where? This creature won't stop. A couple hundred meters behind her was a 12 foot tall, deep black, like an olive in colour, creature chasing her. Six eternal horns protruded from the creatures arrow shaped head. Dark grey talons projected outwards from its finger tips and reached about 7 inches in length. Hog like hair surrounded the creatures body, thick arms and heavy legs, like sharp bristles. The creature quickly began to close in. For fuck sakes, where is the damn tree? I need to get out of here. Peering over her shoulder she saw the creature more clearly, her eyes widened in fear and her heart began to fixture faster and faster. Run, jump, duck, dodge. I can do this. As she slid underneath a fallen down, rotting old tree trunk she finally saw her exit a couple yards ahead of her. There. Finally, I see it. Just a few more hundred steps. Just as she was about to reach the Willow tree she felt something grip her by the ankle and she came tumbling down, hitting the ground like the force of a bowling ball hitting its lane.
She shot up fast, chest first, breathing heavily, and swamped in sweat. She frantically looked around her surrounding areas with blurred vision. "Meow.". She recoiled back from the unexpecting noise, which came from her Calico, laying in a loaf shape over top of her blankets and between her legs. "Oh, Pixie. You startled me.", she catches her breath and comfortably lays back down in her bed after recognizing where she was after her eyes cleared up, "I had that dream again, except it was particularly different this time."
"Meow."
"There was this creature, I haven't seen it before in the other dreams. It was terrifying. I was in the same area as before, looking for the same thing as well. I was walking down the same generic dirt path, you remember, from the other dreams, and I was still encircled by the same identical tall, pine like trees and rosy pink sky. But what was different was this creature appearing out of thin air. Then suddenly I found myself racing down this path, jumping, ducking, and dodging these new obstacles that were also never there before. What was a semi peaceful dream became an utter nightmare."
"Meow."
She started stroking Pixie down the back of her head, onto her back following the pattern of her spine. She stared into her wedding dress colored ceiling and continued her explanation. "Before I jolted awake, the creature caught up to me and gripped me by the ankle, causing me to fall and hit the ground. At least I think it was the creature that was chasing me, but that is when I woke up. Pretty unhinged, eh?", she shot out a small giggle.
"Meow."
"Right, you're a cat. Guess I am the unhinged one after all.", Willow sits up and tosses the blankets off her, making Pixie jump off the bed and scurry out of the bedroom. Alright, time to get ready for the forlorn day that sits ahead of me. At least it is the weekend. She plops out of bed and forcibly makes her way around to the front of her bed where her dresser perches on her soft, carpeted flooring. She opens the top drawer with just enough space between itself and the frame of her bed. I need a bigger place, this is getting quite obnoxiously annoying. She gathered together a pair of plain black socks, sandy colored Bermuda shorts, a sports bra, and of course, a pair of grey, tight boxers for underwear. Wobbling over to her closet, she tries to put her shorts on, almost tripping over herself and falling face down into the cabinet like door of her closet. Opening the door, she starts scrolling through her small selection of muscle tank tops, short sleeves, the odd crop tops and hoodies. Something casual today I should say. Ha, that rhymed.. and I am talking to myself again. At least the little voice in my head is my own. Hahaha ahh.. Reaching out, she grabbed a casual muscle tank top, made with the colour of military green, and threw it on over herself. After making her bed and folding up her usual nighttime wear, she headed out in the living and eating area. Her apartment was small, 1 bedroom with 1 bathroom, a living room and a kitchen. The living area was sized enough to fit her light grey, modular couch, a squared oak wooden coffee table and a 50in screen tv hanging on the wall. The kitchen was even smaller with very little to no counter space, a classical fridge and freezer, a basic 2010 stove and a small metal sink. The bathroom was just as worse, if not considerably frightening.
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Pixie came running towards Willow with big, bright yellow eyes looking for some food. As any regular morning, Willow followed through with her basic routine. Feed Pixie, feed herself, sit down on her couch and decide what the rest of her day will look like, which very likely will be meeting up and hanging out with Jacomus. Her childhood best friend. After finishing their food, Willow grabbed Pixie's bowl and carried it, as well as hers, into the kitchen and placed them neatly into the sink. She spun around and made her way out of her kitchen when she heard her phone vibrations going off. That must be Jacomus. She ran over to her phone where it was sitting on the arm of the couch, picked it up and read 'Jacomus' across the bright screen. Knew it.
"Hello, hello. What's up Jaco?", she said with a cheerful tone.
"Good morning, Willow. Not much right now, was looking to make plans. I assume you're free since it is the weekend?", Jacomus asked with what sounded like an fatigued tone.
"Absolutely, although I do not feel like going out into society today. I was thinking we could go to our spot by the falls? I also need to talk to you about those dreams again. They are getting worse. I also thought we could plan something for my 20th birthday since it is next Friday and only 6 more days away."
He tried to hide a sigh under his breath, but Willow heard it anyways. "Of course we can do all of those things. You know, I am getting really concerned about these dreams you are having.", he said with some disappointment, "But I want you to know, Willow, they are just dreams, okay?"
"Uhm yeah, yeah I know Jaco. I will be fine, I just want to share this new one with you. It follows the same theme as the other dreams, but it felt like something interrupted this one last night. I will better explain later. Let's start step by step. I am going to gather my belongings together and will meet you outside.", Jacomus only lived 3 places down from hers, which was always quite convenient for the both of them.
"Okay, I will see you outside.", he hung up the phone and Willow proceeded to gather everything she wanted to bring out with her today. Book, check. Camera, check. Snacks, check. Extra snacks for Jaco's fat ass, check. Water, check. And my phone, check. Although Jacomus ate a lot, he was a young and fit man. Broad shoulders, a thick chest, thin waist and muscular arms, as well as legs. One could say he had the build of the demi god, Hercules. Willow was always fond of him, but never seemed to ever fall for him.
"Alright, Pixie! Can you come here please, sweetheart.", Pixie runs out of the bedroom and towards Willow, "I am going out now with Jacomus, please behave yourself and you know where your spare food is if you get a little extra hungry. I also put out some freshly poured, filtered water for you too. I'll be back, princess. Mommy loves you.", Willow gives Pixie a kiss on the forehead before getting up and Pixie let out a soft meow before turning back around and heading back towards the bedroom. What an oddly smart cat, must be my doing. Willow grabbed her bag, threw it over her back and let the strings sit nicely on each one of her shoulders. She slipped her shoes on, grabbed her keys off of her cat themed key hook and opened up the door, locking it behind her.
Once she reached the mudroom area of her apartment building, she could see Jacomus standing outside through the old, worn down windows. She waved and smile, so did he.
"Hey!", she said passionately as she opened the front door of the building, "Ready to go, shithead?"
"Ha, ready as I'll ever be, jackass.", Jacomus replied, playfully punching her in the arm. He couldn't keep his eyes off of her as they walked. She looked as beautiful as a rose. Her long, thick black hair hung just below her shoulder blades with tight, kinky natural curls that went up about 3 quarters of the way from ends to scalp. Her small petit face and slim body stood out as her big, round glasses sat on her face and her military colored tank top stuck to her skin tightly. They both regularly went to the gym together and until now, he never noticed how well she was growing into her adult body. Mesmerized he was, and for the first time he felt a weird tingle inside his throat.