The Corridor

Running down a long corridor. Lights are slowly flashing, as I’m running and running. There doesn’t seem to be an end. All of a sudden I run flat into what seems to be an invisible wall. Throwing me back a good ten feet. I land on the ground, dazed, still not understanding what is going on. I look up and don’t see anything except the long empty corridor.

I don’t feel as if I should be running, instead I feel a pressure to sit still, very still in fact. As I’m sitting there this white entity starts to materialize right about where I ran into the wall that wasn’t there. It’s almost a peaceful entity, a small little tornado gathering upon itself to make itself bigger and bigger. Then, I hear this awful gut clenching noise, not quite a scream, nothing I have ever heard before….and this dark entity materializes right next to it.

The noise is getting louder and I put my hands over my ears, but the small movement seemed to attract the attention of both entities and I froze again. I could tell the dark entity was larger than the other and it was so very dark. The lights were still flashing slowly, it was almost disorienting. The darker entity seemed to be trying to take over the white one, which was still gathering upon itself but wasn’t getting any bigger now.

The noise changed, became more staccato like and the dark entity just seemed to jump and envelope the white entity in a split second. The atmosphere completely changed and I knew that even frozen and not moving, it sensed me. I knew I had to run. I jumped to my feet and started running the way I had come from, running and running…


© 2017 Mj Gale

Submergence

…a terrifying fear overwhelms me as I feel myself being dropped.

There is a cloth over my face, I feel like I can’t move even though I am not tied. I feel an enormous pressure. I can tell I’m being carried, it feels like it’s been for hours and hours. I can’t hear anything except the steps of whatever is carrying me….I want to struggle and move but I can’t even wiggle a finger. Finally the steps stop, I feel myself being raised up, high, and a terrifying fear overwhelms me as I feel myself being dropped….

I’m falling, the cloth still over my head, still unable to move. I feel myself start bouncing against some type of tight surrounding wall; whatever I’m falling down is narrow, cold, and hard. I feel my arms and sides being torn to shreds as I bounce around, back and forth, and down and down; blinding rough pain…seems like forever….Not understanding what is happening is paralyzingly in itself…

Just as I thought I may go crazy from the unknown I feel my feet touch water….and submerging and splashing down and back up, I realized where I am…I keep trying to move anything, a finger, my mouth…anything as I sink down and down and down….


© 2017 Mj Gale

Iron Grip

…knowing that whatever waited at the bottom was going to be better than what was chasing me

Running. Running up and up. Up a Dark abandoned stairwell. Running and running up. Something is chasing me. I can’t hear it but I know it’s chasing me, so I keep running. Up and up. I finally reach the top and burst through the door at the top and onto the roof. It’s night. There are no stars, no city lights, just rough outlines of buildings in the distance. I can’t tell if it’s foggy or just that really dead of night.

It’s still chasing me, so I slam the door shut behind me and run across the roof. There’s no where to go. Looking everywhere. I suddenly see one of those construction tubes leading down….knowing that whatever waited at the bottom was going to be better than what was chasing me, I dive in headfirst. As soon as I start to slide down….an iron grip; a cold freezing hand grabs my ankle and immediately stops me…

I keep trying to scream but no sound comes out as I’m pulled out of the tube, and that’s when I realize there is no actual being there, but I can still feel the grip around my ankle like it was made of steel. As I’m raised upside down out of the tube by this invisible entity….just darkness….and then nothingness.


© 2017 Mj Gale

Transmogrified

She suddenly turns around to face us and has transformed…

I need to rescue my friend.
She’s trapped in a dark medical facility. Me and a group of faceless others, all wearing scrubs, get in to the facility. We make it down the hall and into her room with no problem.

Once we are in the room we start unhooking her from all kinds of machines. We move her into a wheelchair and start heading back out. She suddenly turns around to face us and has transformed into a bleeding horrific clown.

There is no mask, her face has actually contorted to the features a clown has. Except it’s bleeding; out of her forehead, cheeks, and chin….
a slow dripping blood. The faceless others freak out and run away.
I’m frozen there, as I hear her deadpan voice say “help me or become me” and then,   everything goes black.


© 2017 Mj Gale

Who’s facing the day? 

…impeccably clean, the left was nude.

We are in a big sterile room somewhere, where there were a bunch of Military people. Each one had on only a half of a uniform, vertically. From the collar down, the right side of  their body was uniformed, impeccably clean while the left side was nude. Not like hey I see your wang nude, just nude without focus on body parts. Every one of them was this way, it was just the way things were.
However there was a problem at hand: there was a comet heading straight towards earth expecting to make contact and we were the ones that were supposed to fix it somehow. But all they wanted to do was look for a cat. Literally drafting plans on how to find the damn cat while our humanity was in peril.

© 2017 Mj Gale