Heather was falling.
At least, that’s what it felt like. Far below Heather was what seemed to be an endless red void. As she fell, noises from below rose to her ears, filling it with the screams of the voices of the damned. Heather let loose a scream of her own as she fell deeper and deeper, wishing with all her heart that anything would help in slowing her decent. As if some strange force had heard her request, her slowing stopped until she was simply suspended in air.
‘Oh,” Heather thought, ‘I must be dreaming!’ Happy with this realization, focused intently on getting out of this hellhole and returning home, closing her eyes in the hope that it would happen faster. When she opened them, she found herself in her room once more. ‘Ah… Home at last. Even if it’s just in my mind…’ Heather flopped down on to her bed, her brain filling in the sensory info she should have been feeling.
After simply sitting there for a while, Heather thought, ‘What good is a dream in which you don’t do anything?’ Getting up, she walked over to a mirror by her dresser and, scrunching her eyes, was pleased to see a bottle of dark blue gel appear on her dresser. ‘That’s more like it,’ she grinned, already unscrewing the top of the bottle off, ‘It might have been a pain in the house, but it’ll be a lot more fun in my mind.’
Squeezing the bottle, Heather poured out a bit of the goop onto her index finger. Bringing the substance up to her nose, she gave it a sniff, but after not getting any smell off of it, she stuck her tongue out and gave it a quick lick. ‘Huh, guess it’s just because I don’t know what it tastes like,’ Heather thought, addressing the fact the slime had no taste.
Getting back to the matter at hand, Heather squeezed out some more of the goo, and applied it liberally to her left shoulder. After allowing the ooze to absorb into her skin, she placed her right hand on her forearm and pulled the on the arm, allowing it to come off and drip the same blue goo.
However, unlike in real life, Heather could completely feel and control the unattached arm. Holding the arm by the shoulder, Heather scratched her chin, ‘Huh, I guess this is just my dream… I probably don’t even need the goo…” Placing the arm on to the dresser, Heather grabbed her hair, and focusing on her goal, popped her head off her body. ‘Cool.’
Taking her arm, Heather awkwardly grabbed her hand and pulled it off the arm, then taking her head she attached it to where her hand used to be. Grabbing the arm, she placed it back on her neck, leaving her with an awkwardly long and thin neck, ‘heh heh, this looks hilarious. If only the house wasn’t out to get us, we could probably have a ton of fun with this stuff.’
As Heather continued to play with her body, looking away from the mirror and focusing more on her body, she was completely oblivious to the scene happening behind her. Her bed had began to glow an unholy red, as strange blue hands began to stretch out underneath the covers. just as it seemed that they were going to finally break free of the bed, an equally brilliant blue light came out from the ceiling over the bed, pushing the hands back into the red light. After all the hands had disappeared, a young, female ghost descended from the ceiling, landing softly and soundlessly onto Heather’s bed.
It wasn’t until the ghost spoke up, saying, “Heather!” that Heather actually bothered to turn her head.
Shocked by the sudden appearance of a ghost in what she thought was a safe haven, Heather said, “What?!”
The ghost looked at Heather in a calm manner, saying, “There’s no need to be afraid Heather, for I am a friendly ghost.”
“W-w-who are you? How did you get into my dream?”
“I am the Dame Elizabeth Mercurin, daughter of Henry Mercurin, wife of Arthur Mercurin. I have entered your sacred temple of thought to warn you of the journey to come.”
“What do you mean?”
“I’m afraid my time is short, so I cannot tell you all, but it is important that you know that you know that you will soon have to make a decision that may very well affect the rest of the lives of you and your friends.”
“What!?”
“Furthermore, this decision could very well affect the lives of not only your friends, but potentially the lives of the rest of my clan. While I know that you can’t understand them, I ask that you do not be cruel to them.”
“Um… Okay, but that’s a lot of pressure to put on someone you don’t even really know.”
Elizabeth chuckled, “Yes, I suppose it is. Now, sweet child, you must steel yourself for the journey to come, for I fear our time is up.”
“Wait! You didn’t even tell me what I’m supposed to do on this journey!”
But Heather didn’t get the chance to hear the answer, as she woke up with a jolt.
What did heather wake up to?
1.) Heather wakes up somewhere dark
2.) Heather wakes up in the lounge, the rest of the group slowly getting up as well
3.) Heather wakes up to realize she’s missed a lot more of the tour