May’s Project reaches Part 4, so still on track, although it does seem to be getting more difficult. I think because I’ve actually got no idea where the story is going. Today’s episode took quite a while to write, mainly because I was trying to keep up to date with the football results, I don’t think I’ll make it as a professional writer. Enjoy……

Unencountered – Part 4

The next thing I know I’m in the pub. Again. Only this time everything seems clearer, not only am I in the pub, but I feel as though I’m in the pub. John is sitting at the bar and as I approach him he turns and greats me in his usual way, “Hello fella, how you doing?”

“John you wouldn’t believe how glad I am to see you.”

After chatting for a couple of minutes we made our way to a table on the far side of the pub. Then I saw it. Well actually, I felt it before I saw it. “Look John,” I shouted pointing out of the window, “there it is!”

“What the hell are you talking about?” He was staring at me, eyes wide, like I was from another planet. “Are you ok? You’ve gone as white as a sheet!”

This was my chance to prove to John that I wasn’t going mad. A chance to prove to myself that I wasn’t going mad. I ran out the door and into the street. I suddenly felt free, empowered and I wanted to put an end to the months of darkness. I sprinted across the road just in time to see ‘it’ disappear down an alley. I followed and entered the alley. On either side were dustbins, overflowing with rubbish, I grabbed a piece of wood that was laying on the ground and slowly moved into the alley, scanning the shadows for any movement.

I could hear a hum, and began following it, as I walked further and further into the alley the hum began to get louder and louder. It seemed to be coming from all around me. It was so loud I was holding my hands to my ears, I dropped to the floor on my knees, screaming with pain. It felt like my head was about to explode. The pressure was immense, I was writhing on the floor in agony, the pain was too much to handle, I could feel the end. Images of my life flashed across my eyes: family holidays, previous pets, friends, places, parties, funerals. Images of the past, mixed with images of the future. The darkness was rising. Shadows began to surround me, I was enclosed. As much as I tried to move, I couldn’t. Then I heard the voices, the same voices I heard in my nightmares. They grew louder and louder…….and just as quickly as they started…..they stopped.

I was left in a world like no other.

[To be continued]