No recollection

Everything about that day seems like a dream to me. The places I went, the smells of the air, the people, it all felt so chilling to the bone it's all covered in a blur of fog and darkness

FLASHBACK (TIME PERIOD UNKNOWN)

it began like a normal day as always go to school come out go home start over, it was simpler then but all of a sudden I remember dragging my feet from the cold hard pavement from the convenient store a few blocks from my dad's and as I was walking not sure why but a sudden dread chilled my spine like I was slapped pale like a ghost something kept nagging me but I had to go home all I could think about was reaching home, home sounded like a good idea to me.

little did our character know something was lurking in the shadows something corrupt and uninvited.

I felt someone watching me but all I thought was it was some drunk hooligan with a child fetish and I kept dragging my feet "just ...a (sigh) bit... further." God, why was I breathless again I have no recollection, all I need to do is get home. That is until I saw something that made me stoop dead in my tracks "Dad" I proclaimed, the silhouette in front of me flinched as I approached to get a clear view, but the man started making attempts to cover himself with a hoodie "Dad I can see you" he starts to run "Dad wait" then it hit me "is that flesh burning that's odd" the smell became more and stronger as I approached my dad or the guy I thought he was "dad are you okay" "Jesus Christ Dad if your self harming am calling the police" as I grabbed my phone in my pocket panting like a fucken animal the guy who I allegedly thought was my dad came in front of me before I even realized the smell of burnt flesh rushed to my nose making me dizzy he grabbed my phone hurriedly and threw it in the street "am not your fucken dad you little maggot" and all I could register was a "hey" and before I could blank out I grabbed his arm for support, but it was too late "boom" my head is on the pavement and right before I could lose my consciousness I got a good look at his face, he did look like a younger version of my dad actually no wonder I thought it was him even his build looks exactly like dad's and the thing that has me convinced this is all a dream is what happens next he looks down on me and for some reason he knows my name "Aelia! AELIA!" he proceeds to tap my chick in a slapping manner "fucken shit this wasn't supposed to happen" suddenly I get a Whiff of an arousing yet damp smell that seems to subdue the strong smell of flesh burning from earlier and all I smell is cinnamon bark and cardamon the peppery and spicy aroma stings my nose for a bit but in my blurred vision as my head is turned away from the stranger holding me mumbling to himself all I see from a cross the street is what I can only register at the moment is that its a work of my imagination a hallucination from my head because am on the verge of dying because if it isn't then, am looking at a monster lurking in the shadow which can't be right tell me it's not right, then that gut filling, bone chilling feeling starts to rise up in my gut again. "Am...going..’t...to die." and that's when it's wicked and gruesome smile spreads across its face like it can taste my fear.

To be continued

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