Nightmare

 Everything is pitch black and I can only see darkness but I feel the sensation of falling. It’s like everything is rushing past me but I can’t see myself falling and finally I hit. A knee rises into my side breaking the ribs in my body. It’s like my ribs had just caved in. The pain is unbearable. It hurts just to breathe and I can feel blood starting to flow into my mouth. I can’t move but a figure picks me up by my shirt and throws me across the darkness. I’m falling sideways and I hit some kind of invisible barrier. I try to pick myself up but as I rise my head a sledgehammer hits my face knocking me a good ten feet across the room of darkness. My face was screaming in pain and when I ran my fingers across the side of my face I could feel my jaw had been shattered along with several of my teeth. Blood started to flow out of my mouth and the pain is so over whelming I feel like I’m going to pass out but my body won’t let me. I hear a voice yell “GET UP!” and I’m pulled up by my hair and pushed up against a wall. I try to look at my attacker but I can only see miles and miles of darkness. I try to move but I am stuck on the wall. It’s like there are weights that cover my body and I am unable to move them. A piercing pain hits my stomach and I can feel the object lodged into my insides. Somehow I am able to see a black blade halfway sticking out of my body. Silently I pray for death. I just want it to be over. Another knife is thrown and it lands in my thigh. Blood drops down from my thigh, mouth and stomach and I am forced to listen to every drop hit the dark floor. I am convinced that this is Hell. Every nerve in my body is screaming it feels as if I am on fire. Tears start to fall from my eyes and the figure grabs me by the neck and pulls the knife out of my stomach and slights my throat with it and I collapse to the cold floor of darkness. The figure screams “You are weak!” Blood flows out of my neck like a waterfall. I try to scream but all that comes out is more blood. I not even sure this is pain anymore it’s something more. It is Hell itself. My body refuses to die. I am lifted up and put on my knees. I am drowning in all the pain but my eyes are forced open by some invisible force. Something strikes my shoulder blade with unbelievable force. I look over only to see an ax lodged into my shoulder. The pain causes only more tears and the eternal screaming pain. My clothes are soaking in my own blood. The invisible force keeps me on my knees. I take a blow to the face that takes out the vision in one of my eyes. A single spotlight hits my attacker and I am able to see. Even through all the pain I can feel the comforting warmth that this person gives me. I end up looking into the eyes of my fallen angel who is holding a gleaming silver gun to my forehead. And all of the comforting feeling goes away when I hear her final words to me. She is crying and I can see the anger as she says “I hate you” She pulls the trigger and she finally gave me death.