The Dreams

I awoke from a deep sleep in some strange place. There were no walls around me, just pure darkness. A grey mist swirled around me, almost as if it was alive. I could hear whispers all around me, pulling at my thoughts. When I tried to speak no words came out. The only sounds were the whispers constantly trying to break through my mind's barriers and change my thoughts. The mist began to take the form of people from my past. Changing into my family that was killed when I was younger. Forcing the thoughts of my horrible past to run through my mind. It constantly tries to break into my mind and alter everything. Then taking the form of friends lost years ago, speaking in their voices and tearing my feelings apart. I dropped to my knees, not able to stand any longer with all these thoughts and voices in my head. The mist formed into more and more people, all of them whispering in my head at once. I tried to scream but still I could not make a noise. All of the people voices in my head were laughing, driving me further and further over the edge. Then it was all silent, the voices stopped and the forms swirled into the same mist that was here in the beginning. It swirled around me, it felt cold and evil. As it swirled around me it slowly started to take shape until he stood in front of me. He stared down at me, breaking the final barriers of my mind...