The Dream Hunt
Strange things happen when you sleep.
The dogs are after me
First there was just one, a little slow
I stay ahead of it, breaking for the building.
But then, in some trees, I see the silhouette of another.
It's a pack, and they know I'm here.
I change direction. More dogs appear.
I think they are dead, but still they chase me.
One is catching up.
I pass a picnic area, throw chairs back at it.
They slow it down, but not much.
I reach the door, push it open.
The dog makes it in, just after I do.
I make it to the other side of the room, when I hear a voice.
"Now!"
The dog has become a thing, it's slower now,
It walks like a man,
but with the face of an ape.
I make it to another door
No handle, but it is open, just slightly.
I pull it shut behind me.
Now the thing is trapped.
But why did it want me?
What was it?
About the Creator
R. G. Reidburn
A Coast Guard vet who has also been a bookseller, video game tester, and many other things. In his free time he is usually reading, writing, or working on his house. Currently resides on the southern Washington coast.
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