I could almost make out a face through the interchanging ripples. It
looked like the face of a girl… maybe. I lifted my hand to the wall
to touch it, but another hand shot out and grabbed my arm. Water
droplets sprayed my face and I was pulled through the wall.
It seemed wet for a brief moment, but when I was on the other side of
the wall, I was completely dry. I stumbled to the ground.
“Looks like we got a new Walker who doesn’t know the rules!” a
voice said. I looked up to see a pale guy about my age. He had
contacts in that made his eyes look icy blue. His hair was tall and
black and it curved down in front of his forehead. He was wearing
similar clothes to me. There were two other guys standing next to him.
One was tall, thin, and blonde; the other was tall, well-built, and had
blue dyed hair. “Don’t you know that Dreamers can’t cross over to
the Realms of Nightmares?” the first one asked.
I began to protest, but was grabbed by the other two guys. They carried
me over to a drawing of a dark forest and forced my hand upon it. I was
propelled into darkness and soon landed on the cold, hard ground of a
gloomy woodland. I carefully got up and observed the area. It looked
much more like a nightmare than a dream.
Howls and growls entered my train of thought. I spun around to see a
pack of enormous wolves baring their teeth at me. They were the size of
horses and all had black, coarse fur. I began to step backwards, but
with every step that I took, the wolves took two more towards me.
Now or never. I tried to visualize a weapon of some sort. The first
thing that came to mind was a shotgun. The wolves seemed to notice the
new object in my hand and realized what it was. They darted towards me,
launching themselves off of the ground with their powerful hind legs. I
took careful aim. Boom! One hit the ground with a hard thud after
having fur and flesh torn off of its torso. I carefully shot at the
other two and they collapsed as well.
“What do you think you’re doing?” a loud voice yelled. I turned
to see the guy that pulled me through the wall. He had a strong stance
and looked ominous and menacing. “You’re ruining my realm!” I
watched as he split into two separate beings, both looking identical to
each other. They multiplied over and over until I was surrounded by
many clones of the same guy. I felt my heart-rate increase as they
began to step towards me all in unison.
“Maybe this will teach you to stay out of the Realms of Nightmares!”
they all said in unison. An evil looking smirk spread across their
faces as they closed in. I summoned a pistol, took aim at a clone, and
shot. The bullet stopped right in front of his face and all the other
clones disappeared. The bullet fell to the ground before his feet and
he vanished. I looked around frantically, trying to see where he went.
He soon reappeared in front of me and threw his fist at my face. I was
too slow to block it and I hit the ground with a thud. My cheek
throbbed and grew hotter. The guy disappeared again. More black wolves
materialized around me. They were so large that I did not have to look
down to meet their gaze. My heart was racing faster and faster. How do
I get out of here?!
The wolves suddenly began to growl and shake and split open. All of the
beasts around me burst apart in a gruesome mess. I stared horrified at
the disgusting carnage around me.
My gaze soon was caught by something even more terrifying: a similar
figure to the one I had seen in the park. It was shambling down the
foggy path of the forest, eerie moonlight shining above it. I shot at
the creature, but my bullet passed right through it. The landscape
started to morph: trees twisted and grew; the ground started to grow
upwards like spikes oozing with black tar. The skinny creature
increased in speed, phasing back and forth until it stood right before
A hand grabbed my shoulder from behind and pulled me back. I fell out
of the nightmare and back into the dimly lit room of dark art.
“What were you thinking?” a familiar voice yelled. I stood up and
saw that Paul had confronted the guy who pulled me through the wall.
“I was just trying to haze the new Walker a little,” the guy said.
“He was looking a little too curiously at the Barrier. I didn’t
know that he was going to attract a freaking Shade!”
“Anyone who steps foot in your realm would attract a Shade!” Paul
yelled. He walked over to the dark forest picture, pulled a lighter
from his pocket, and burned the drawing. “Time for you to make a new
realm,” he said. The blue-eyed guy had a look of anger and
disappointment on his face. Paul turned and grabbed me and pushed me
towards what they called the ‘Barrier’. As I was escorted out of
the Realms of Nightmares, my eyes locked onto a girl’s. She was
beautiful: long, flowing brown hair, tan skin, and Amber eyes. I was
thrust through the Barrier and hit with a state of wetness, then dry
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