June.
I am standing across the street from June watching
her fold blankets and I notice two men looking at me
intently. I figure they must be looking at someone
behind me and pay no attention but then they start to
cross the street. I back up until I am standing in a
flower bed in front of the Harbor Bank.
They didn’t speak, didn’t move but watched me with
a piercing gaze. As I met their gaze something
changed about them. Their eyes burned with fire and
it was then that I noticed membranous wings just
visible behind their backs. In their eyes I could
something moving. There is a creature made of
smoke with overlong arms, stringy hair and sinister
eyes that glowed like lighting. I could smell the
stench of death coming from the men and a gravelly
sounding laugh came from one of them.
They began to walk toward me and I back quickly
over the flower bed and into the parking lot of the
bank. I can see one of them reaching inside his
jacket. His produces a knife with a long, twisted
blade. There is a humming sound and I glance up to
see several creatures hovering about 30 feet in the air.
My heart is racing and I hope to hell that I wake up
soon. Glancing around I look for a way back into the
woods but all I see is the festival booths. One of the
creatures in the sky comes closer and a hiss escapes
its mouth. I stumble backwards and nearly fall but
catch myself.
It is then that I notice June walking across the street
towards me. She has a shawl around her shoulders
and is holding it closed with her hands as I had seen
her do a million times before. She smiles and her
eyes twinkle as she walks. She stops at the flower
bed and her hands fall to her sides as she speaks.
“You have i
t within you Ivy. You can call the powers
of the light into the darkness”. My fear must have
been apparent for she motioned for me to open my
backpack. It takes a moment to register what she
means but then I take the backpack off. I fish around
inside it until I feel the sheath of my knife and take it
out of the backpack.
With an eerie laugh one of the men in front takes a
step towards me. Then the membranes of its wings
began to quiver and it lifts a few feet off the ground
before stepping back down to the pavement. Its face
is pulled back into a calculated grin and it mocks me
as it takes inches forward.
I began to breathe deeply and I feel surprisingly calm
as time seems to play in slow motion. I am now in a
trancelike state and murmur a few words under my
breath- as though accepting what is to come. I drag
my eyes to the sky to see a creature hovering not far
above me. The veins on the creature’s neck are
throbbing and a foul odor carries on the breeze. The
nightmare has become reality and I am ready to take
it on full force.
One of the men darts forward like a predator about to
kill his prey. I am ready for it and dodge out of the
way. The blade that the creature holds whistles past
my face by mere inches. The bulk of the man shifted
him off balance and he falls hard on the blacktop.
The lunge I make surprises not only me but the man
who is picking himself up off the ground. With a
brutal thrust of my knife I tear into the abdomen and
pull downward. I turn on a dime and stand facing the
second man. The smell emitted from the wound is so
strong I have to bite the inside of my cheek to keep
from getting sick. The warm rush of blood in my
mouth spurs me on to initiate another attack. Again
and again I attack. Stabbing and ripping with my
knife as though I have done this all my life. I can’t
believe the violent nature that has emerged from me.
I am a mad woman slashing and ripping. They are
making deep guttural laughing noises in mock of me
as they lay dying.
The creature in the air is grinning as it flies high up
then turns and comes at me with mind blowing speed.
My knife makes contact with a leg but the force of the
attack throws me to the ground. I struggle to rise but
the pain in my back
I am standing across the street from June watching
her fold blankets and I notice two men looking at me
intently. I figure they must be looking at someone
behind me and pay no attention but then they start to
cross the street. I back up until I am standing in a
flower bed in front of the Harbor Bank.
They didn’t speak, didn’t move but watched me with
a piercing gaze. As I met their gaze something
changed about them. Their eyes burned with fire and
it was then that I noticed membranous wings just
visible behind their backs. In their eyes I could
something moving. There is a creature made of
smoke with overlong arms, stringy hair and sinister
eyes that glowed like lighting. I could smell the
stench of death coming from the men and a gravelly
sounding laugh came from one of them.
They began to walk toward me and I back quickly
over the flower bed and into the parking lot of the
bank. I can see one of them reaching inside his
jacket. His produces a knife with a long, twisted
blade. There is a humming sound and I glance up to
see several creatures hovering about 30 feet in the air.
My heart is racing and I hope to hell that I wake up
soon. Glancing around I look for a way back into the
woods but all I see is the festival booths. One of the
creatures in the sky comes closer and a hiss escapes
its mouth. I stumble backwards and nearly fall but
catch myself.
It is then that I notice June walking across the street
towards me. She has a shawl around her shoulders
and is holding it closed with her hands as I had seen
her do a million times before. She smiles and her
eyes twinkle as she walks. She stops at the flower
bed and her hands fall to her sides as she speaks.
“You have i
t within you Ivy. You can call the powers
of the light into the darkness”. My fear must have
been apparent for she motioned for me to open my
backpack. It takes a moment to register what she
means but then I take the backpack off. I fish around
inside it until I feel the sheath of my knife and take it
out of the backpack.
With an eerie laugh one of the men in front takes a
step towards me. Then the membranes of its wings
began to quiver and it lifts a few feet off the ground
before stepping back down to the pavement. Its face
is pulled back into a calculated grin and it mocks me
as it takes inches forward.
I began to breathe deeply and I feel surprisingly calm
as time seems to play in slow motion. I am now in a
trancelike state and murmur a few words under my
breath- as though accepting what is to come. I drag
my eyes to the sky to see a creature hovering not far
above me. The veins on the creature’s neck are
throbbing and a foul odor carries on the breeze. The
nightmare has become reality and I am ready to take
it on full force.
One of the men darts forward like a predator about to
kill his prey. I am ready for it and dodge out of the
way. The blade that the creature holds whistles past
my face by mere inches. The bulk of the man shifted
him off balance and he falls hard on the blacktop.
The lunge I make surprises not only me but the man
who is picking himself up off the ground. With a
brutal thrust of my knife I tear into the abdomen and
pull downward. I turn on a dime and stand facing the
second man. The smell emitted from the wound is so
strong I have to bite the inside of my cheek to keep
from getting sick. The warm rush of blood in my
mouth spurs me on to initiate another attack. Again
and again I attack. Stabbing and ripping with my
knife as though I have done this all my life. I can’t
believe the violent nature that has emerged from me.
I am a mad woman slashing and ripping. They are
making deep guttural laughing noises in mock of me
as they lay dying.
The creature in the air is grinning as it flies high up
then turns and comes at me with mind blowing speed.
My knife makes contact with a leg but the force of the
attack throws me to the ground. I struggle to rise but
the pain in my back
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