She was beautiful I couldn’t get it out of my head. Her name was Sandra and I loved her. Try to imagine the purest form of love stretched out to maximum capacity. The kind Romeo and Juliet had. Dreams can do that kind of thing for you. She had long blonde hair, but I don’t remember what she was wearing, my eyes were glued to her face. I never felt so happy, I wanted to savor the moment and never let go. Time seemed to stop, just like they say, I wasn’t aware of anything anymore. My eyes went blind and I could not hear or taste or touch anything. I just could feel with my soul the energy that surrounded me. I can not possibly know how much time passed but at some point I was getting up from my seat walking to get her a drink. Had she told me to? I don’t know, but I think she might have. I got the impression I was supposed to get her a drink so I did.
I walked to the end row of the booths, which is where we were sitting, in a booth. We sat in a red one, with a small vase and a flower in it for decoration. I looked back and saw the flower at our table was red and beautiful. It had no thorns on it so I guessed it wasn’t a rose. I don’t know what kind of flower it was. I turned back around and kept walking. I passed by a table full of gothic people. They looked like vampires and something told me they were so I ignored it. Just as I passed by I looked up and saw a flash of light. It blinded me and at first I did not think it was light, but my life ending as perhaps one of the “vampires” bit me in the neck. It wasn’t, I bent over and rubbed my eyes seeing flashes and swirls of color. I opened them again and saw a perky little girl with a camera walk past. I guess she was taking pictures for a newspaper or something. I couldn’t believe how much of a bitch she was I felt compelled to just go kill her but I didn’t. I looked back at my table and my Sandra. Something was different. Sandra looked upset, and the flower. The flower wasn’t red anymore. It was black. Everything had darkened and I felt chills up my back. I was paralyzed I could not move. I tell you I shouted at myself in my head to move, but my body could not respond. I was over taken by fear, it was happening. My happiness came crashing down all around me. The colorful world I knew dimmed. I was confused; I did not know what was happening yet I knew what was coming next. I turned my head and saw him. Everything else was out of focus except him. This tall skinny man, with long green hair walking in slow motion at me. His eyes focused straight ahead, but not at me. I could only stand there frozen as he slowly approached and passed by. He carried with him a wake of cold air. His clothes were the only things still colorful. I thought I was to die at that moment but didn’t, he wasn’t after me. If he wanted to he could have killed me with ease but chose not too. I was not his target. What I remember most about him was his smile. He had a twisted grin on him; his mouth spoke no words, only grinned. He was like an insane clown from another world. I felt like I should know him but I had never seen him before, my eyes scanned him and fell upon what he was carrying, a large knife from the kitchen. He worked in the cafeteria. That’s the only fact I guessed about him. His target was the next thing I saw. My Sandra…
Oh God she was so helpless. I could not understand why this man was doing this. All things that make sense made no sense. This was madness. The nightmare was beginning.
