Excerpts from Part 4 for reference (Read from ‘the beginning‘ here):
clingling to the ankle, locking my knee.
It’s nails so stingy, the hold so tight
At that moment, I knew
I will never again see the light.
Startled and stumped,
frozen and numb.
My vision faded slowly,
thawing like molten wax;
my voice diminished, gagged by the scarf,
I could neither scream nor shout;
weakened knees, torpid reflexes
my consciousness gave up, I passed out.
A hypnic jerk woke me up,
head ladden with pain.
Eyelids struggled to open
in the bright sunlight,
like being stuck in a state of clopen.
I felt confused, my head hurt more
as if thrashed by a lightning strike.
There I was, in my room
Cosy and cuddly, lying on the bed.
“Was it a dream?”
enquired my reality
“or am I already dead”
questioned my brain.
Alas! Overwhelmed, I took a deep breath,
felt a sense of relief, appreciated the day;
smiled a little, walked to the window
to absorb the events, to comprehend my dreams.
A sharp bout of spasm, a sickening cramp,
“Ahh”, yelled I;
my body restarined, yearned to retreat.
To my horror, it was the scarf
coiled across my ankle and the “claw- wound” beneath.
Terror-stricken and disconcerted,
like trapped amidst a turbulent strife;
the mystery of the dark forest have haunted me ever since;
burdened forever, scarred for life.
What happened that night is still a question with no plausible answers. The forest seemed so strange and scary yet so comforting, a place. I was drawn to the strange events yet I woke up on my bed the next day.
Still looking for answers – Dream or Reality?
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