[*Amy*]: 271.The Unbelievable Dream

Warning: Contains Adult content, explicit language and Gore!

The Unbelievable Dream

copyright Amy L. Howe 2006

“Aah!” Danielle rigidly sat up with a jolt in her bed. “It was just a nightmare. But it felt so real.” She had just had the most terrifying dream. She moved to the foot of her bed and reached over to the stand that her television was sitting on. She really needed a smoke after that one. As she lit her cigarette, she looked over her shoulder to see if her husband was still sleeping. Not only was he not sleeping, he wasn’t laying there at all.

‘Hm, he must have got paged by the department.’ She thought. Her husband was a volunteer fire fighter for the city. He often got pages in the middle of the night. So she didn’t worry about it too much.

She continued smoking her cigarette while she sat there and thought about her dream. ‘I wonder what made me dream about something like that. I have never felt so terrible before.’ It really was bugging her.

A few minutes later she decided to go down stairs to check for a note from Mark and get a quick drink. She glanced in her son’s room to see how he was and then remembered that his grandmother had taken him for the weekend.

When she got down the stairs, she felt a chill. She thought that maybe Mark had turned the heat down before he left so she checked the thermostat. It read seventy-two degrees, which was actually warm for their house. She turned it back down to Sixty-eight degrees and continued into the kitchen. There was no note, which was not too surprising with him.
‘I think a glass of milk sounds good,’ she thought. ‘Maybe I’ll have a couple of saltine crackers while I’m at it.’

While she was sitting at the dining room table, she started to wonder again. ‘Why isn’t anybody on the computer? Usually Dad or Cali is on the computer.’ She thought that was weird because one of them was usually on the computer at night while everyone else was sleeping.

Her father and stepmother also lived with them. Along with her two step-brothers, but they were across country right now visiting with their father.

By now she was wide awake and took advantage of the fact that nobody was on the computer. She logged on and decided that she would work on her story for her writing class. She got three pages typed when she finally got tired again. ‘I think I will go upstairs and crawl into bed. I don’t know how well I will sleep after the dream I had earlier, but I guess I should try.’ At that she went up and crawled into bed. She had no idea that everything would change in about five hours.

“ Mwahh.” Danielle yawned as she sat up in bed and stretched. ‘What time is it?’ she wondered.
“Holy shit! It’s already ten. I’m gonna be late for my class!” She rushed out of bed to get ready to go. She had to be on the other side of town in less than an hour, and she still had to take a shower and get dressed.
She didn’t even notice that Mark was still not in his bed. She was in too much of a hurry to pay attention to anything. That was until she darted down the stairs and noticed that absolutely nobody was down there. “What the fuck! Where is everybody?” Now she knew that something wasn’t right because her dad was always up by seven at the latest. She ran back up the stairs and knocked on her father’s bedroom door. No answer. ‘Hm, something is very wrong here.’
She then went into her bedroom and noticed that her husband wasn’t in his bed either. ‘Oh my god. Where in the hell is everybody?’ All she could think about was that dream she had the night before.
‘No it couldn’t be, it was only a dream!’ She ran back down the stairs to see if her dad’s car was still parked out in the lot. Sure enough it was.
“Oh shit, I better go call Mark’s cell and see if he answers.”
‘No answer. What the hell, Where are they?’ She couldn’t think straight.
“Maybe they all walked to the store.” She thought aloud.
“Wait a minute, Marks truck wasn’t out there. Maybe they all went for a ride and just forgot to tell me.” She tried convincing herself. However, she knew that there was no possible way. She took a second glance outside and saw that Marks truck was out in the lot. For some reason, it was parked on the opposite side of the lot.
“I’m gonna go check it out. Maybe he went to a friends after he got back from work,” she again thought aloud.

As she walked out the door, again she felt a chill. ‘That’s weird, it’s the second time I’ve felt that chill and I know it’s not cold out. For God’s sake it’s the fucking middle of the summer!’ She couldn’t help but look around to see why this was happening.

No sign of anything unusual. So she kept on walking. As she approached the truck, she felt the chill for the third time. She glanced around again, but made sure if anyone was watching her, that they wouldn’t have noticed. Again nothing.

She swung open the truck door with great aggression and saw nothing. “I don’t know what I was expecting, but there is nothing here.” She was now getting frustrated. By this time, she completely forgot about her class.

‘I think I will go check in the office and see if Heather has seen any of them. Maybe she can tell me where to find them.’ She walked over to the office to talk to Heather and noticed a sign on the door.
It read: Closed until Wednesday due to Illness.
‘Damn!’ She thought. ‘Why now of all God Damn times?’

She sat on the bench in front of the office for a minute to get her thoughts together. ‘In my dream, not that it is what happened, but in my dream it was a truck, but now that I think about it, it wasn’t Mark’s.’ She suddenly had a feeling of terror. “Oh my god, I know what truck it is!”
She jumped up and ran to the big white truck that had mysteriously been parked in the lot for about a week now. Nobody had known whose truck it was. When she got over to it, she yanked the door open with more force than she ever thought she had in her.

“Oh my god! Holy Shit! Fuck! No!” She continued only for another moment before she hurled all over the pavement.

In the truck, lying there dead to the world was Mark. It was exactly like her dream. The only thing that was different was that in her dream, it was nighttime, not daytime.

“Oh my god, If he’s here then I know where Dad and Cali are!” She only hesitated for a moment and then ran around to the back of the truck and popped open the cubbies that were attached to the cab. There in those cubbies were her dad and step-mom Cali.
“Oh shit! God damn it! Mother Fucker!” She didn’t know what to say. She didn’t know what to do.

‘ I...What...Oh my...Help!’ She thought. It now came to her. “Mark has a cell phone in his truck. It’s only a few spaces down. I’ll call the cops!” When she got his phone, to her horror, the entire thing was smashed up and covered in blood.

“Oh hell, what am I supposed to do. I can’t leave them here! I’m gonna have to though to call for help.” She went and carefully closed the truck door and the cubbies saying while she did it, “god forgive me, it’s only for a few minutes.”

She then darted home. As she barged through the door, she was startled by someone sitting on her couch. “What are you doing here? Never mind, I need your help. I’ve got to call the police. I’ve got to get them help. I’ve got to...”
“No!” he said. “You can’t, the phone is no longer working.”
“What? You don’t know what you’re...” tears now pouring from her mournful eyes.
“Yeah I do.” he said unconvincingly. “I did it. I killed them all!”
“What are you talking about?” She asked with pleading eyes wanting to call the cops.
“I did it because I want to be with you. And I knew that you wouldn’t come back to me unless I got rid of Mark,” he said now walking toward her.
“I didn’t plan on getting rid of your parents but they got in the way. They tried to stop me. So I tortured them and then got rid of them. I did the whole thing right in front of you. Don’t you remember? I figured it would please you to get everyone out of the way. Then it could just be you, our kids, and me. Your son and my son.” he went on and on and finally, she shut him up.
“Why didn’t I stop you? How did I not stop you? Why did I go back to bed? Why did I...”
“I tied you to a chair. I put a gag in your mouth so you couldn’t scream. After it was all done, I gave you a sedative that knocked you out for a couple hours. When you woke up earlier, I watched you to make sure you were all right and that you just thought it was a dream. But I guess you’re even smarter than I originally thought.” He said plainly as if what he did was for love.
“How did I know where to find them?” she inquired hesitantly. “Wait let me guess, you showed me where you put them. You figured I wouldn’t find them. That I would forget about it. That I would end up having to call the police to find them. And when I did find them you smashed Marks cell and then came here and did the same to this phone, that way I couldn’t call the police.” The entire time she was talking, she was watching him to make sure that he didn’t get too close. In fear that he might hurt her too.

“You are so right. God you’re so fucking smart.” He said matter of factly.
“I planned on showing up at your door around noon or so and playing like I didn’t know anything. Then you would tell me what happened and I would stay here and console you. I figured you would end up having to leave this place and you would come and stay with me. That we would eventually work things out. We would be together again.”
“You're fucking loopy, you know that! Fucking Loopy! I would never go back to you. Even if you were the last man on earth!” Bawling now, she tried to run out the door.
“Stop! You can’t leave. I won’t let you!” yelling as he leaped at her.
“You stupid son of a bitch! Let me go! Let me go!” She managed to get herself away from him long enough to grab a bat out of the coat closet.
“You stay the fuck away from me you fucker! I’m not afraid of you!” She screamed with severe hate.
“Wait, I don’t want to hurt you. I just want to be with you.” He was now pleading with her as if she would really be with him.
Now she was shouting at the top of her lungs hoping that somebody would hear her, “Fuck you man. Over my dead body would I ever be with you!”
“If you won’t be with me in life then you’ll be with me in death!” At that, he started after her.
“The fuck you will, you cock sucker!” Then she ran up the stairs.
‘I think I have my emergency cell phone up here. I hope he didn’t find that one too!’

She managed to get herself in her bedroom and lock the door. ‘I hope the door is strong enough to hold him. At least until I can get help.’

‘Yes! He didn’t know I had it.’ she was glad to find that out.
“What? No signal, you’ve got to be fucking kidding me!” She was now even more pissed.

‘Wait a minute, there is no banging. If he was coming after me he would be trying to get in here.’ she couldn’t figure that one out.

Danielle looked out her bedroom window to see if he was outside. Sure enough he was. It looked like he was trying to figure out a way to get up to the window instead of going through her door.

‘What an idiot.’ She thought as she walked out her bedroom door. ‘If I sneak out maybe I can get help.’
Just as she made it to the bottom of the stairs, he jumped out in front of her. “Ha, you think you can get away from me. You’re not as smart as I thought.”
“You have guts. You know that? Murdering my family and now trying to kill me. You will get caught. I guarantee it you fucking psycho!” She spit in his face and elbowed him in the nose.
He lost his balance for only a minute and then lunged forward and grabbed her by the arm. “You my pretty, are going to let me refresh your memory. I’m going to stick you back in that chair and tie you back up. And then I am going to tell you exactly how I killed everyone.”
“The hell with that!” she tried to get out of his grip, but he was too strong.

He did just what he said. He tied her up in the chair and then pulled another chair up for himself.

“I bet you’re wondering how I got in here, aren’t you? Well that was the easiest part. I knocked on your door and your dad let me in. I gave him a sob story and told him that I was kicked out of my house. I desperately needed a place to stay for the night. He told me it would be fine as long as I stayed in the boy’s room. I said all right and that was that. He had no idea what I was really up to.” He started laughing hysterically, “Hahahaha!”
“I went up stairs and acted like I had gone to sleep until I heard them go into their room. I knew they would be in there a while based on what you have told me. After I knew it was safe, I crept into your room and woke up Mark. He freaked out at first but then I told him that I was staying the night in the boy’s room. I told him I needed a smoke and didn’t know where they were. He said that he didn’t have anymore. He was planning to get them in the morning. I got a little upset and he said, well hey, why don’t we go to the local store and get some? Now that I'm awake, I won’t be getting back to sleep for a while.” he said this with a smirk.
“When we came back there were cars parked in the way, therefore, he decided that he would just park on the opposite side of the lot. We came back in and he said he was gonna sit in the living area and watch some television. I told him, thanks again, and went back upstairs. He assumed I was going to bed. However, I was actually up there getting you. We went back down stairs and he asked what we were doing. You said to him that you woke up and saw that I was here. So you wanted to know why. He told you and then I said, hey I might as well be up too.” Again, he started to laugh.
“You guys were clueless. When you guys said you were going to bed, I knew it was going to start. You were already halfway up the stairs when I knocked Mark out with that same bat that you came after me with. Then I grabbed you and tied you to the chair that you’re in now. Just as I was about to finish Mark off, your daddy walked down the stairs. He started yelling at me and ran after me. He tried to knock me out by hitting me but I ducked just before he could. I grabbed the bat and nailed him in the back with it. He fell to the ground moaning in pain. I knew he would be no trouble after that.” He really lost it then with the giggling and laughing. “Mwahh, hahahaha!”

“After that, I knew that it would be better if we did this outside. That way if Cali woke up she wouldn’t really pay attention at first, to the fact that nobody was around. I dragged you and your stupid-ass husband outside on your porch. I knew that now would be the perfect time to get rid of your ridiculous husband. So I went out in the kitchen and grabbed the biggest knife I could find. I also found a hammer in the one drawer. I knew that would come in handy too. The first thing I did to Mark was slashed his legs and arms. That brought him back to consciousness he started to gush blood all over the fucking ground. I really enjoyed myself doing it. That’s what he gets for taking my woman. I tied him up to the tree in your back yard and then I slashed his face. He yelped in pain. I thought it was the greatest thing. The entire time I was doing this you were trying to yell. You were kicking your legs and trying to get out of that chair. I knew you wouldn’t be able to.” He blurted out another laugh, “Haha!”
“By the time I had got done slashing him you were in tears. I didn’t like seeing you cry but I knew that was the only way I could get you back. I went back to your father in the house, knowing that he hadn’t moved an inch. Just as I was pulling him out of the house, he let out a loud yelp. He had just finally caught his breath. At that, Cali came flying down the stairs. She yelled something like what the fuck do you think you’re doing you fucking psychopath! I just laughed at her. I knew she would be easy to take care of. As she flew at me, I jumped to the side and she smashed right through the glass slider. She moaned in pain. I then took your dad out and tied him up next to you. After he was tied up I grabbed the hammer and swung. The hammer went right through Cali’s skull. She was out instantly. As I said, she was the easiest. I then took the hammer and jammed the handle into your husband’s abdomen. He winced with pain. Then I did the same to your father. Again a wince. By this time, you had lost it. I decided that I would finish your husband first. So I took the hammer and swung once, twice, three times. His nose first then his jaw, and finally butt end into his skull. He instantly went limp.” He burst with ecstatic laughter, “Hahahahahaha??!”
“You’re a stupid son of a bitch! I fucking hate you! Rot in hell you mother fucker! You cock sucking bastard!” Danielle cried.
“Last was finishing off your dad. That would be pretty easy now that he was paralyzed. I took that bat that I had knocked him with the first time and did the same thing to him as I did to Mark with the hammer. Nose, jaw, and back of the head. His entire skull shattered. The blood splattered all over your clothes and face. His body went limp the exact same way your husbands did. I didn’t laugh this time. However, I knew it was what needed to be done. I then went over to you and wiped off your face. Then I pulled a needle out of my jacket pocket and stuck it in your arm. I knew it would only be about a half-hour before you were out. So I ran and got my truck that was parked at the other side of the parking lot. I pulled it up behind your house and started loading the bodies in it. Making sure you watched the entire time. Mark in the front seat, your dad in the back right cubby and Cali in the left. Then I simply said to you that I was going to park it in the front of the lot. That’s exactly what I did.”

“I came back and you were out. So I took you upstairs and cleaned you up. Then I put you in your bed. I went back out to the patio and cleaned up. I knew that the living area was fine the way it was. I went to a local motel room, cleaned myself up, and got rid of the clothes. I figured you would be out for at least four or five hours, so I decided to rest. And that brings us back to when you woke up.”

“You are the craziest person I have ever met. I don’t even know what to fucking say! Other than I will get my revenge.” She truly didn’t know what else to say.

“And now my darling, it is your turn. But just so you know, I will never forget you.” he said this with a little frown on his face. She could tell he didn’t know whether he really wanted to do it.

He untied her and threw her over his shoulders. He was going to make this one look like a suicide. He carried her up the stairs and into her bedroom. He knew that she wasn’t strong enough to fight him. What he wasn’t expecting was for her to knock him over the head with something.

As he walked into her bedroom, she managed to get a hold of the old Vodka bottle that was sitting on the stand as decoration. She managed to swing it just right at his head. It knocked him off kilter. He dropped her. She then opened her bedroom window. She knew what she had to do but didn’t know if she could. She knocked him upside the head again with the side table lamp and ran as fast as she could toward him. She managed to knock him out the window and as he fell he yelled, “I will always lo-”

“Thank god.” she thought as he hit the hard cement porch. She knew he was gone when the blood started gushing from his head. “Man, what a long fucking day, I should go call the police.”

“Aah!” She rose from her bed with a gasp. “Whoa, what a dream!”