"Dreams" drabbles by Isaac Grant

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The Fires of Undoing

Dreams #8

Red and orange tongues of fire appear over the tops of the now dead and burnt trees, over the tops of the mountains, whose snow is now steam, and even over the water, incinerating the boats. The fire spreads closer and closer, devouring everything and everyone in it's path. My skin begins to blister as the fire comes closer still, the pain spreads further and further into my body until I am numb with it. I fade into the void of unconsciousness and I hear a voice.
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"will not die today."
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I wake in my bed covered in cold sweat.

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N.O. (NERF Online)

Dreams #7

All of us were down. It was two thousand to one and he still destroyed us. He dodged every single dart and missile, black cloak streaming behind him. I was the last one standing. I jumped nimbly between two barrels just as about twenty darts flew over my head. I picked up my fallen comrade's Rampage, and started slam-firing over the barrel. I knew it wasn't doing any good, he was just too fast. I sank to my knees as the cloaked figure kicked over the barrel and whispered "Nice try," as he shot the back of my head.

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Teddy Bear Battle

Dreams #6

The bear rolled to the right, narrowly dodging the claw of the beast that all little boys fear. The terrifying monster under the bed. Realizing that his small wooden sword wouldn't do, he reached into his infinipouch and took out his "Dragon Slayer." A six foot long, dark blue sword, whose lustrous light cut through the darkness like the weapon that it was. The black monster, briefly blinded by the light staggered back, smashing into the wall behind. The bear was quickly on top of him, Dragon Slayer poised and ready to strike. It was the end of the monster.

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Devilish Dream

Dreams #5

The terrible idea that every step that peter took, removed a little part of his body. This horrible maze of rooms inside this particular location of the dream was kind of ironic to the situation. The large hospital in which endless hallways of pain, surrounded by surgeons and doctors who could do nothing to help him or stop his pain. Step, step. Each one taken toward his freedom, each one removing a piece of himself from the world. Each one making his body exploding with pain. Whoever dreamed up this nightmarish place was a pure sadist! Wait... It was him.

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Burning Shadows Prt. 2

Dreams #4

Isaac opened his clenched eyes expecting to see an explosion of crates flying everywhere interspersed frequently with fire and shadow monster, but he didn't see that. He saw his bedroom wall, covered with posters, a window, a bookshelf, and sadly, a blaring alarm-clock. He rolled out of bed to see, out his window, a pare of fiery eyes staring back. He blinked and they were gone. must be seeing things , he thought, rubbing his eyes to make sure it was not really there. He put on his clothes for the day and walked right into a fiery shadow.

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Burning Shadows

Dreams #3

Isaac slammed his back against the black crate, clutching a shotgun, and trying to listen to the sounds of the massive monsters that were on the other side, judging their movements. His Grandpa did the same across the aisle in the huge warehouse. The beast was coming, covered in blackness, and spouting fire from its mouth, leaking it from his eyes. Isaac stood and fired one shot, taking off the first's arm, His grandpa fired a second taking it down. The second charged Isaac, who nimbly ducked behind another pile of crates, waiting for the explosion of force and fire.

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The Shadow

Dreams #2

It crept up the wall behind me. It has always been there but today it wasn't mine. The "It" is "my" shadow. It has been with me for years and I couldn't shake it.
"LEAVE ME ALONE!"
I yell as it comes closer.
"It's for your own good, it's for your own good" it says this over and over.
It stops. Turns around and jumps at the floor. A void is created at my feet, and again I hear those awful words,
"It's for your own good"
His soft words coax me over the edge, into that deep dark pit...

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Sophie's Box

Dreams #1

Gravity was changing. One minute Sophie was on the "ceiling" as it was now the “floor.” She was now on the "wall" which was just changed to now be down.
Sophie was in a pure white box, bouncing around the room, as if she had strings, then she controlled it, the gravity was now hers. She made a down absolute and continuous, and let out a breath.
A door opened. “I could rule the world, save it even.” Thought Sophie, and as she went toward the slim white door, toward that glorious freedom from the box…
She finally woke up.