Night Mare

NIGHT MARE
fear and horror
I'm running, pausing try to catch my breath, where the fuck am I,looking around, frog everywhere I'm on a old dirty path, leaves,branches, some old tin cans, looking back behind me the same,then I saw it,a cigarette butt just lying there not even being squished out I can still see slightly a little glow Blood on the tip it was nearly burnt right down to the butt thinking am I following this person or is this person following me looking back towards the front could only see about 6 feet in front of me the fog was getting thicker and I'm getting more colder trying to stand up my knees are wobbly, scratches all over the front somewhere I must have fallen down I don't remember why?. slowly walking trying to be quiet then I heard it a screeching scream I froze in my tracks my heart is jumping out of my chest my hands are shaking ; squatting back down just off the dirt track trying to listen and see what's around the bend then the next minute something touched my shoulder standing up and screaming. I woke up sitting up in bed heart still pounding what the fuck!; what the hell was that getting up and going to the toilet and also grabbing some water walking towards the window and looking out. cars were driving getting ready to go to work but just to the left out of the corner of my eye someone is standing there trying to see further but no luck Goosebumps ran all over me thinking is someone watching me or is someone just waiting to get a lift to work then I saw it a slight glow of a cigarette, a shiver went down my back like little ice drops. I'm standing there in the dark just at the window he cross the road then out of the corner of my eye I saw headlamps from a car coming slowing down the road and stop right next to the man the door open up and a man got in, a sigh of relief went through me good I thought, he's not their for me. taking a big gulp of water I went back to bed curling up under the covers just laying there looking around my room, in the darkness a few Shadows are dancing across the wall but nothing scary. closing my eyes and trying to go back to sleep. I'm running again on the same path; but this time I'm further up just about to go round the bend; and that screaming... that screaming is so loud is piercing my brain; i put my hands over my ears so I can't hear it, then all of a sudden the screaming stopped. looking around; the fog still everywhere slowly getting up on my feet and walking towards the edge around the corner; in the distance, as the fog is lifting; I saw an old shack; I just had a gut feeling not to go inside; smoke was coming up from the chimney light from a candle is in the Window; I had to go and see maybe somebody there might be a to tell me what's going on. slowly walking up the front to old rickety steps I was afraid I might fall through these, but each step I took, every creepy sounds came around my feet Moss and some type of slime was on my feet. I knocked on the door I don't know what time it is as the fog is blocking out the sun it could be early morning or early evening then the door opened and still right there in the doorway was a heck of a big man he must have been at least 6 1/2 feet tall I stood back and bring me hands to my mouth ready to scream . "yeah what do you want he said" (still looking at him and could not talk and coughing.) "sorry I said but I think I am lost" (starting to cry now) I said "I don't know where I am I was on this path and it came here please can you tell me how to get back" ( looking at me now) "come in you need a drink and I'll tell you all about it... yes I'll tell you all about it... the screams have you heard the screams." (I was really starting to get scared, he reached out his hand and grab mine and pull me in, i let out a scream)" no!" "sit "he said (give me a strong drink plus a black coffee)" drink both together or tip the Brandy into your coffee it will do you good and make you more relaxed for what I've got to tell you ." (I did, as he was saying and taking a sip of the coffee it was hot strong nice I slowly started to warm up and looking up at him he had long dirty brown hair a beard that needs to be trim ,but the body on him my god he was huge... he was tall looking at me he )said "you live in the old Brian House don't you " (I looked at him in surprise)" how do you know that "I said "because you are here now and because you can see and you can hear." " but I haven't seen anything. I only just hear the screams now ." "it's because you are dreaming you got to wake up." "I'm dreaming" "yes! every time you go to sleep you will have the same dream until you can find the end." " but what is the end" " only you can figure that one out but if you don't you will end up here with me because I cannot go any further I am Court in my dream but you must try and if you can you might be over to release me to." (then the screens came again I covered my ears at the same time dropping my coffee.) "you got to go he said a (frightening tone in his voice you got to wake up keep saying that you got to wake up then with a graph of air I sat straight up in bed looking around I was in my room in my bed what the f*** is this all about rubbing my hands through my hair looking at the clock on the bedside table said 345 getting up going to the kitchen they're on the bench was a cup of black coffee I froze in my step I don't remember having a black coffee only my dream slowly reaching out and picking up the coffee and smelling it yes brandy in this coffee .tipping it straight down the sink I made another fresh one but I've made mine with milk what is it about this place. My hands are shaking, trying to whole the cup,looking at the time 4.48 I'm going to the library to day and see what I can find out about this place. going to have a quick shower getting dress still too early turning on the TV trying to take my mind off the dreams,thinking how can something appeared out of your dreams into reality another Cold chill went down my back shaking, i don't know how long I been thinking, looking at the clock it was 8.30 picking up my bag, keys heading out the door. Walking down the street towards the bus stop,looking back over my shoulder seeing the bus coming up the road I ran just made in in time for the bus to stop stepping up and paying the driver and taking my seat at the front as I did looking back towards the back to see who else was on, no one that I knew, settling in and enjoying the driver about 30 minutes later I walk up the library steps in through the front door up to the counter,saying hi to the librarian where could I find any information on the Brian's house please. she says that I would have to go down into archives which is down in the basement. I groaned that was the last place I wanted to go. she gave me a reference number A2 and the area was A 49 that where the information was on the bottom shelf. She pointed towards the steps behind me I thanked her and made my way down at the bottom looking at all of the rows of boxes I found what I was looking for, pulling out the box and taking it over to the reading table opening up the lid and taking out the first pile of papers reading. Part 2 Getting my glasses out and picking up the first page starting to read. 1865 My name is Mary Felt I am 22 years old from Ireland my father gave my hand in marriage to a Mr Jonathan Brian of Brian house in New Castle Australia. I came to Australia on behalf of my father who was in debt to Mr Brian over some business deal that my father could not pay, my father had no other choice but to give my hand in married. This is my story. I arrived on the Vimiere from Island in 1865 going first to New Albion. Mr Jonathan Brian had arrange my accommodation. Mr Brian who is a very tall Slender Man dark complexion very dark eyes. and a personality to match I was very intimidated by him, he made arrangements for horse and buggy and we were on the road the next day. we have to travel approximately 60 miles just over a week when we arrived at the estate he made arrangements for my luggage to be transferred into my Chambers; I was very tired and I did not see Jonathan until a few days later as he also had to overseer the property and the running of his business, never knew what his business was as he never Confide In Me. looking back, I think he was into slavery .mind you, he also had the running of the station cattle, sheep, horses and farming, and mining as well ,but I think that was just a cover up he had a few of the natives working for him I found out much later what a type of man he was and who i had married. and what he was capable of. he was pure evil. putting this letter to the side, I pick up another letter very similar and in other letters as well and a diary. the dates in the diary are a few days or weeks apart. but what I read so far had my blood going cold. so many deaths he would hunt down native, children, women, men, convicts anyone and talk to them, beat and cut of limbs until they die. in the journal, he describe each death and the name of the each person sometimes it might just put a question mark who that person was. then he would buried them on the property sometimes he would eat them and made me eat them too. it made me so sick; I was so afraid to eat meat so I only ate vegetables and salads. I can remember one time he force meat down my throat and hold my mouth closed so I had to chew the meat. My first baby was still born Jonathan took him away I never did find out what he done, but I had my suspicions. I was going to kill myself but Jonathan got to me first, he locked me up in the basement for 2days and only water and bread, he keep on saying I was a convict, a whore I was not good for anyone but him. I swore I would get my revenge on him one day or anyone who lived in Brian House. I was so caught reading, when out of the blue a hand touch my shoulder I scream jumping up wtf. " sorry miss; did you find what you were looking for and I'm so sorry that I scared you, I did call out but you were so into reading."( putting my hands to my chest and taking in a deep breath. ) "yes, yes ,thank you so much I did find what I was looking for ...can I take any of these home.'' " I'm sorry, but no, but you can photocopy and if you want too, but the original documents must stay here." ( I thanked her and said "I would do that " (she pointed to the door )says "the photocopier is in there." " thanks again I said can I come back and review these again." " by all means, yes.'' (going back through the rest of the papers picking out the ones I think were important went in and photograph them picking up my bag and went back upstairs. Outside of the library, down the block is a nice little coffee place. I decided to go down there and get one as I still have about an hour before I could head back home on the bus. At the coffee shop, I order flat white with two sugars sitting down and pulling out the papers that I photocopy. going through them again most of them were the same type of letters that Mary had written. I found one there that was some type of blueprint of the house that where I live now. one thing that they both did have in common was with the basement. going back through the rest of the papers, I could not find out anything on Mary, how she died or where she was buried. I decided to do a search on line... birth, death, and marriages, see if I can find out any information on her at all. and anything on Jonathan I also found that Brian house was a lot bigger than it is today in land mass looks like it was subdivided up over the years. Brian house is at the end of the street with tall trees and bushland around. the House is on one block others Houses are father down the street so no neighbours. Finishing my coffee I catch the bus back home, thinking all the way why wasn't their a investigation into what Jonathan did or did he had his hand in others pocket as well maybe that's why it was all put under the carpet. I wonder if Mary is a ghost or some typed of entity. getting off the bus walking up to my building or I should say Brian House...why take it out on the Tenants who lived their, has this happen before, maybe that why it's so cheep no one wants to live here. Pulling out my keys and open the fount door and closing behind me, putting my bag, keys on the table making another coffee and just sat down thinking over all what I found out. Pulling out the blue print of the building, I know the basement is the laundry now; but what I can see on this Blue Print that it is twice the size of the laundry now maybe there is a secret door there somewhere.
 Part 3
Going back over the blueprint One More Time, picking up my keys and heading down to the basement walking down the steps and just looking around. washing machines to the right dryers about, there is soap powder, detergents dispenser to the back of the wall . straight ahead more cupboard space, laying the blue print out on the ground trying to work out what is where and finding the steps .the cupboard wall now has a brick wall ...ok, walking over seeing where the cupboards has been put up on the brick, can't see no door behind so the wall has been put up first. I just can't knock it down, or drill a hole, I would been fine for damages. so going back to the blueprint their got to be another way in. Going back up and out the back of the house, walking around to where I think the laundry is, looking around lots of grass, weeds, rubbish everywhere. Thinking this area has never been clean in a very long time , so their could be a trap door into the basement. how can I fine out where it is, looking at the pile of rubbish everywhere ,I grab a stick and move some, just on the edge, I saw what looks like a handle, pulling more rubbish out now and using the stick to scrap around the outer edge ,my mine and heart is racing now, could this be the trap door.  I leave this go till i can fine a shovel . Sitting down thinking... could this be the basement area that Jonathan torture all those poor people ,hundreds of years ago I still would like to know why?. was he's a Savage Beast and get enjoyment out of it...or did he conflict judgement on those who has Steel from him, and why me with these dreams am I somehow connected to him or Mary and what about the big man in the shack who is he and how does he fit into all of this. too many questions and not enough answers. Folding up the blueprint and looking around I decided go for a walk around the property heading down the back and around. I didn't realise that this was so big, coming to a gate with lots of bush, weeds and Tall Trees all around trying to open the gate, thinking to myself this has not been open in a long long time. looking over the gate to see if it was caught on anything but no... just old and rusted, decide to climb over I followed a small path winding down and around looking back over my shoulder making sure I'm not going to get lost. walking in through the trees very quiet, no birds, hardly any wind here bit scary, the hairs on the back of my neck feel like electric spikes. I don't know if I should continue on or wait for another day with somebody . stopping to take my bearings again. I decided to continue on taking cautious steps and listen to any sounds. about a quarter of a kilometre in, still on the same path coming to a Y. Junction. one lead back around to the house the other lead father into the forest. Stopping looking down to see if this track has been used recently could not find any tracks at all, but it has been used. I decided to follow the track further into the forest it weaved in and out amongst the tall trees coming into a clearing was a pile of rocks looks like maybe they were put here for a purpose. some had markings others had fallen down, looks like it could have been some type of totem pole, walking around it my curiosity Got The Best of Me there was a couple of small paths heading off further in to the forest but I thought no. I wish I have bought my camera then I realise my phone, taken out my phone and taken some photos of the rocks and then decided to head back home but taking the other path to see where that lead too. halfway down the second path it branches off again to the right the other one came back around to the house I decided go and little way down on the right to see where this point to. going about 5 minutes into the track this so familiar I thought looking around, yes I started to get goosebumps decided not to go any further I went back and heading off in the other direction coming back to the side of the house going back up the front steps I let myself in and went back up to my room taken out some paper I sketched out the route that I took. Looking at the clock on the wall it was nearly 5 pm. decide to get something to eat taking out some noodles chicken and some veggies I quickly my myself up a stir-fry. sitting back down going back over the copy I got from the library and trying to make more sense of it. I put most of Mary's letters to the side but going back over the diary the first date on the diary is from when Mary arrived and the last date was 2 years later so Mary mite have died or could not have written any more due to sickness maybe. . Putting the diary back on the table not much real information in that only to say that she might have died two years after arrived in Australia. so Jonathan could have lived for many many more years and still did the horrible stuff that he did .I wonder if he did murdered Mary too . folding everything up neatly and just left it on the table go and have a shower and getting ready for bed, if I dream again tonight I've got to take more notice and do not be scared something or someone is trying to tell me something and the only way this person is trying is to scream. I'm still very cautious about the man in the shack could he be Jonathan or he's just someone that is caught up too, but some thing's not right with him, my gut is telling me.

Part 4 Getting ready for bed, taking my water with me, curling up in bed just laying their going back over in my mine what I had discovered so far. I reached over and turn the bedside lamp off and curling up on my side but no sooner did I do that, and fell asleep. I was on the same path again. In the distant I could hear the screams this time I focus on them trying to figure out where they were coming from, but this time not from The Shack but around the back of the house where I found the trapdoor, for some reason I'm not scared. then I saw her, it's Mary,she is so beautiful in her ghostly form, she waived her hand as if for me to follow, as I did, she lead me down the back and out side stopping. she pointed to the trapdoor then she pointed towards the shack I now know what I must do.)" ok "( I said) I got to wake up now. I was back in my room, with a big gulp of air, sitting straight up in bed breathing rapidly, out of the corner of my eye I saw Mary floating there i was not going to go out the back tonight. Mary all of the sudden disappeared. Trying to go back to sleep but no more dreams that I can remember. I woke up early getting myself organise I had big plans today. I called peter he's involved in the paranormal. I explain what I have found out and what I was about to do. I wanted him to come too, he said to give him an hour. getting out all the papers and letters when a knock at the door,getting up I went and open . "Thank peter for coming; I don't know who else to call" " cram down and start from the beginning" ( he said, so I did and telling him of the big man in the shake as well.) " I still don't know who he is and if he is Jonathan, i don't know what he look like can't seem to fine any photos of him or Mary as well. he just mite be innocent and got caught up in the dream as well. I don't know how long he has been in this but the only way I am going to find out... I got to do what Mary wants me to do. and that is, first open that bloody trapdoor, please Peter will you help me, you know more about this than I do." ( thinking and looking at me hard.) " ok. So what do you think is down their." " I think that is where Jonathan did his torture and somehow Mary found out about it or even Witness it with her own eyes and that's where she could have been killed too. I think Jonathan might have killed her or torture her down there that's why she keeps pointing to the trapdoor." " ok are you ready,remember what we fine down if it bones we have got to report it you know that don't you." " yes, what about a priest or a minister to bless the site." " let's wait and see what we fine first." ( shaking my head in agreement and thinking I not going like this one bit. We head out the back and around to where I thought was the trapdoor pointing to it.) " their" I said, (peter bending down going over over and around the edges like I did, looking around, saw a pickaxe and a shovel picking up the pickaxe and digging more around the outer Rim. then picking up the shove, scraping off the dirt and rubbish, now I could see the trapdoor 3ft by 3ft and the old handle with a loop going through it. pulling on the loop it was so hard it's grind. Getting the pick axe and putting it under the edge trying to wedge it under going to the back of the trap door with a shovel and dig in more deeply trying to find if it had hinges as he dug with the shovel, I tried to pull on the pickaxe a little bit more gave away we managed to lift the trapdoor up by about 2 feet and the odour that came out of it was unbearable. " definitely something dead down there Peter." I said (looked at me and I look back, taking out a torch I shined it down into blackness. i could only see a few steps leading down but could not find how many. turning back to Peter) I said "what do you think" ( he had a grim look on his face as if to say yes I think you could be right.)" So what should we do"( sitting down thinking) " peter, you know we have to go down there."( looking at me)" yes, I know" he said ( but was not keen on the idea)" do you want to put cameras down there first and see what's around." I said " that sounds like a good idea, but no we don't have time."( taking out his phone he called someone told them of the situation the address and what we were about to do. putting the phone away,pulling up the lid More as much as he could, we slowly made our way down I counted 8 steps and the smell was over overbearing it was making me sick) I said to Peter" I can't go any further it's the smell" ( but out of the corner of my eye to the left I saw a glitter)" over there something is shining."( I shine my torch to that area up and down and across ways, I think I saw a switch and a door, shining the light further down to the ground only had about 4 more steps to go. the ground was covered in Bones, spider on webs all around the floor the roof everywhere cockroaches , centipedes, mice's scattering about, you name it was crawling around. turning back around and quickly going back up so I can get some fresh air. Peter was one step behind me taking in big gulps of air. )I said to Peter" I'm sorry but I got to go back down I'm pretty sure that glitter I saw was Mary showing me the way." (then around the side of the house came a couple more men, Peter introduced me to them and we told them what we found they were going to call the police said that we should not go down there again but I know I had to and so did Peter. we explain this to them tucking my pants into my socks and pulling them up I did not want anything crawling up my legs let alone over me. we made our way back down and very carefully treading on the ground looking around with a beam of the torch I slowly walked over to where I saw the Glitter and I saw a switch trying to turn it on but didn't work running the beam of the torch around the area and yes it was a door slowly reaching down and turning the knob at the same time something touch my back and i scream .)"it's ok it's me" "don't do that" I said (someone said from up top.)" are you OK." (Peter called back) said "yes I just gave her a fright" (turning back around I tried the door again but was a jar Peter stood in front of me and gave it a big shove and the door came half open shining the torch through we could see steps going up to another door at the top.)I said to Peter "that looks like it could go into the kitchen it could be another door up there behind a cupboard or something." ( turning back around we shine our beams all over the place dozens and dozens of skeletons all over the place it looked like they have been there for years we quickly went back up the steps and the police arrived we were told not to go back down I thank Peter for his help ,he was a little bit disappointed that he could not do more search he went over and talked to the one that was in charge and told him who he was and who I was. A forensic team came and taped the area off,I went back up to my room, I needed a shower I feel like I had crawlies all over me . Just then a knock at the door I went to open it and there stood a detective James. " hi I said can I help you." " are you the one that found the trap door." "yes." I said" can you please explain to me how you come about all of this" " yes of course, please come inside and sit down."(so I filled detective James in of what I had discovered and about my dreams or nightmare in this case.)" so... he said have you had any more dreams since." " no not yet but I'm a bit scared of going to sleep ,I'm more concerned with the man in the shack I don't know who he is and I don't know if he is a threat or not in this world " (he looked at me puzzled .) "what do you mean." " well I said when you are in a nightmare or dream state sometime reality can have a funny twist it feels like you are actually there and what happens in that dream can sometime physically and mentally affect you in real life." " so what you are saying is that if he hurts you in any way in your dreams you can have bruises or whatever when you come out of that dream ." "yes." I said" have you found any photos at all of this Mary or Jonathan" no, but there is still a lot of information at the library I have not gone through yet." " leave that to us we will look into that but in the meantime if you do have any more nightmares or dreams and any more information please let me know. "(give me his business card)" do you want somebody to stay with you " "no I should be fine, but please if you can have somebody checked on me each morning... if I do not open my door and you do force it in and I am asleep please try and wake me up ,if I cannot wake up myself." ( looking at me funny.) " ok then, is there anything else you can tell me." " only that I think there is a door from the kitchen somewhere down into that area and I think the laundry at one time, was the whole length; but it looks like there's been a brick wall put up, have a look at this" (pulling out the blueprint I showed him the laundry and how big it was; as and the stairs going down into the laundry and then I pointed to a small area to the right; look here, it looked like it could have been a secret passageway from the area up to the kitchen.)" would you mind if I take this with me." "no that's ok, I photocopy this one from the library the original is still there." ok then thank you very much you have been very helpful with all of this."( he got up and went out. just sitting there, thinking I got up and went and had that very needed shower washing all over especially my hair. Part 5 The shower was bloody beautiful; Sitting back down in the lounge room, looking at the time 2.50pm I'm starting to feel Hungary, making a coffee and a ham sandwich just about to take a bite when the knock on the door startle me. Getting up an opening it and their stored detective James and Peter . "can we come in please said Peter we have more news." yes of course" (opening up the door further, they both came in sitting down.) "would you both like a coffee or a tea." ( both said coffee, I got up and made them coffee, sitting down again, I put my sandwich to the side and pick up my coffee.) " ok, what else have you got to tell me."( taking out two photos detective James push them across to me .) "do you recognise these two people." ( picking up the first one I grasp)"yes! I said this one I think is definitely Mary"( looking at the other one )" I don't know who he is. "(that one peter said )"it's Jonathan." ( I could not believe my eyes, yes it did look very similar to the man in the shake, but this one of Jonathan just looked like an ordinary man, but on close inspection of his face I could see the evil in his eyes, I said to inspect James and Peter)" this one ,this Jonathan is evil I don't like him and I don't trust him; I think he's trying to take me, but I don't know how, he's trying to do this or he's trying to swap me over.'' " what do you mean" said James. "well... I said if he can trap me in this dream, I think he can take my place and come out of it but if that is the case and if this Jonathan does come back to the our world, would he be just as evil ,he could become a serial killer." I said ( both Peter and James looked at each other.) " Peter said. I think I should stay with you just to make sure you are going to be ok would you mind if I sleep here on your couch." ( I could feel the nerves in my body and my skin started to crawl.)"i am really starting to get scared I said what happen if I've leave this place do you think the dreams will still come back."(looking at Peter.)" yes; he said you are connected to Mary but I don't know how, maybe you are a bit psychic have you ever thought about that." " no ,I haven't; this is the very first time this has ever happened to me." "well either way said Peter I am staying here with you and detective James said that I can be in on the investigation as well." (given Peter a smile ) "thank you very much " (looking back towards detective James.) "did you get all of the other information from the library." " no, not yet; he said but we are working on it... there is more to this than what I thought " "ok... what about the trapdoor, do you know how many bodies might been in there." " not really, but what we can find out so far there is over 50 " I said "wow." "We are doing a search on the whole property and by the blueprint that you gave me this is only one small section we have divided into 4 lots and we are also following the track that you describe somewhere over there in that Bushland. I think is the old shack that you were talking about maybe there is more bodies around that area too.'' ''I think this all goes back over 200 years ago." "Have you trace anybody that used to live here before, maybe they might had bad dreams too and could not face the reality of it all and they left ." "no; but we are looking into that as well. " "ok Peter said I'll be back later; I'm going to get a few changes of clothes and try and do more research on this Brian house see what I can come up with; then we can put our three heads together and find out what the hell is going on." " thanks Peter detective James said all the help we can get will be very appreciated.'' (then they both still up looking at me.)" " don't go to sleep." Peter said" ''ok, Peter.”(I gave Peter the spare key to get back in.) " O...I almost forgot, I took some photos of the totem poles in the area." " what totem poles are you talking about said Peter." " in one of the area I found some rocks with marking on them, some had fallen down... here I show you."( taking out my phone and bring up the photos) " wow; I never seen anything like these before said James "( looking at detective James)" we have to go and check these out tomorrow they could be very important but the markings on these, they remind me of black witchcraft; said Peter just maybe that's what Jonathan was into... sacrifice human flesh." " ok I got go said James.. me too said peter."( they both got up and went not looking back just before peter walked out the door.)" Remember don't you go to sleep, till I get back'' '' ok" I said( looking at my sandwich, I took one bite and end up chucking it in the bin, going back over my photos I draw the symbols onto a piece of paper see if I can find out anything about these somehow this does not make sense. getting my laptop and turning it on, I type witches symbols, I found a few but two I could not. getting frustrated I closed up the laptop I'll wait for Peter comes back and show him what I have found, he might have some idea on the last two and he might know what they are. taking the cups back to the sink and rinsing them out, then going to the cupboard taking out a couple of blankets, a spare pillow and making up the couch for Peter. I didn't know what else to do, so taken out the rest of the papers that I forgot to give to inspector James and put them on the table trying to work out what it's all about and reading back over thinking about the man in the shack. was Mary's son really stillborn? --did Jonathan take him away? --was he alive? --if that's so then is it possible that the man in the shack could he be Jonathan son -- then he would be over 150 years old --that would be impossible; or he was cursed. thinking I'm letting my imagination getting away from me with all this that is going on. I heard the front door open and Peter walked in.)" how do you feel." he said "I'm fine, I did a search on those symbols; I found most of them but there are two that I cannot find at all; maybe you might know something about them and I also made up the couch for you; I hope you can get a good night's sleep. Have you had anything for dinner, I can get you something if you like.” ''No I'm fine; thanks anyway, show me these symbols. " (opening up the laptop, show him the ones I found and the two that I couldn't.) " I don't know about these two, never seen them before and I can't fine them anywhere." " ok, what about the rest of these papers, you didn't give them all to James ." " no I forgot to give them to him they are on the table, do you want to have a look." " yes please, Peter; sitting down at the table, picking up one and reading, putting it aside and picking up the rest. I went and made us coffee. sitting back down, waiting on Peter to say something, when he put the last sheet down.)" Well, what do you think." " well, we know about Mary, her baby,and Jonathan but like you, we don't know anything about the man in the shack he could just be a spirit ,he could be there to help you too... or not.” I didn't like the sound of that one at all-- maybe I said but he does remind me of Jonathan the only way we are going to fine out is go to The shack. maybe in my dreams tonight.(Peter, putting up his hands,as if to say no) I know there is danger, peter but like James said we can go there tomorrow and have a look.
Part 6
" ok, well if you don't want anything to eat; well I do, so I'm going to make a omelette. if you want to wash up; there are clean towels in the cupboard help yourself." (going to the kitchen getting out eggs, ham, mushrooms and spring onions made up my dinner with coffee going back into the lounge room sitting down down ready to eat, when a knock on the door.) "stay! said Peter, I get it." (open up the door, and detective James stood there.) "come in, said Peter do you want a coffee." "yes; please that would be great." (sitting down a the table James pull out more papers and photos, as I was eating, Peter came back and put a coffee in fount of James. putting the photo in front of me.) " have a look and tell me what you think." he said (putting my fork on the plate and picking up the photo, I look in surprise.)" what is it! said Peter"( looking up into peter then James eyes)" no wonder I got a connection with Mary"I said( peter picking up the photo)"said wow, this could be you." " is it possible she is a relation said James. " " I don't know; I don't think so; but I have never done a search, I know some of my ancestors came from Scotland ,Ireland and England but I don't recall the name." " well, it doesn't matter anyway, but the resemblance is uncanny, scary said Peter." " yes very much so, I said."( James gave peter some papers, as he was reading, I finish my dinner and taking the plate to the sink, rinsing under the tap and put it in the rack and sating back down picking up more papers and photos that Peter just had finish. reading; not much more that I could tell; when one of the photos caught my eye, turning it over, their...is the name of The Man In The Shack and is definitely not Jonathan and Mary's son, I said.)" his name is Joe Crock, but how did he get caught up in all of this." I said.( both James and Peter looked at the photo.)" are you sure he is the man in the shack said James." "Yes" " well he's been missing for 2 years, assuming dead he used to live here back in 2014... was a bounce for one of the nightclubs had a run in with a few locals. the club is only 3 blocks away no one knew what happened." (Looking at the time after 8)" ok well I'm going off to bed, James...if you want to, their is a spare room, just down the hall and their should be towels in the bathroom as well." " thanks; I take you up on that,I'm to tired to drive back now anyway. " well good night peter if I sleepwalk don't wake me just follow unless you think I'm in danger ok... and if I do dream; just watch me, just in cast please" " do you think you mite sleepwalk." " I don't know, Mary might show me more, one way or another... but what I don't know."( going off to my bedroom I quickly had a shower, putting on tract pants a top and a long sleeve jacket just in case and a pair of rubber sole sock's. getting into bed getting my phone and putting it in my pocket don't know if it will be any good if I sleepwalk but as least it their ...my security item. Reaching over and turning of the bedside lamp, just laying their in the semi dark watching all the shadows dancing around the room, pulling up the blanket to my chin I hope I can get some sleep to night but I bet Mary have different ideas on that. I heard peter called me. but it was sort of foggy calling back) "what peter."( i couldn't hear him... then I saw Mary.)" Come" ( she said,I started to walk, following Mary, she lead me down a winding dirt tract.)" Mary... Mary"(I calling out to her.)" Mary, wait, please."(she was just in front of me, but every time I reach her she was out of sight of me. Then I heard peter voice in the distance, far away but I just couldn't make out what he was saying. Then I was standing in front of the totem pole and the boulders; Mary was pointing at a symbol. this one. she said... this one; this is the only one. she kept on saying the only one. then she was gone then I was standing in front of the shack the man, stood in front of me. who are you I said. I don't know he said but you got to break the symbol the symbol remember the symbol. I was on the floor of my bedroom Peter was bending over me.)'' wake up; wake up.'' (peter was slapping my face as I said)'' ouch. what are you doing.'' ''you were dreaming.'' ( Peter help me to set up on the bed.) '' I was following Mary she kept on pointing to one symbol on the totem pole she said I've got to break symbol then I think I was standing in front of the Shack the man said I had to break a symbol too. my head is hurting Peter.'' ''hang on a minute; and I'll go and get you a tablet.'' (James came in said to Peter.) '' is she ok.'' ''yes said Peter just got a headache something about a symbol Mary said something that she's got to break the symbol but she doesn't know .'' '' we have to do more search on this symbol said James in the morning .one of us better stayed in here and keep our eyes on her.''
 Part 7
(I got to fine out how to break the symbol. Then it dawned on me looking at both of them I said) '' I know how to break symbol'' (they both just stared at me and taking the tablet and I laid back down and went back to sleep I vaguely heard them talking; but could not make out any words I don't know how long I was asleep for when Marry came again come she said I've got to show you more getting out of bed I followed Mary looking around Peter was asleep in the chair. following Mary down the corridor, down the steps and into cellar it was so dark down there I could hardly see I remember my phone taking it out and turning on the flash light I could see the Ghostly form of Mary and the Ghostly forms of all the ones that had died before, yet I was not scared. I follow Mary to the back of the wall where she pointed ...she indicated for me to put it down as I did the door slide across and the stink was unbearable putting my hand over my nose and mouth I could make out more skeletons she pointed to ledge there... was a book pulling the book down and quickly going through it it was some type of a spell book and with names, dates and a few photos in the back of the book. Then something touch my arm, I scream, my heart was going a mile a minutes. I sat straight up in bed painting trying to get air into my lungs Peter was shaking me.) ''are you ok'' he said ''yes I got to go back down to the cellar another book down there in a secret apartment I got to get that book Peter now'' '' can't it wait until morning'' '' no I've got to go now'' (James came racing in) ''I heard a scream are you ok'' '' yes but I've got to go back down to the cellar there is another hidden room Mary showed me a book I got to get that book skeletons down there too James that is a tomb down their.'' ''ok, we all should try and get a little more sleep and we go back down."( Peter sat back down in the chair.)" You know,Mary must really like you. " " why do you say that." " because she came to you. " " I think it's because I'm the only one who listing to her, even know I'm bloody scared as hell.'' '' peter do you think ghosts or spirits can hurt you physically." " yes, I think so,I have read that sometimes people have come out of a dream or night mares with bruises, Mark sometimes they have cuts on them. but I also think it depends on the spirits too,now get some more sleep.''
 Part 8
(James walked out,)'' yes we all should get more sleep.''( yawning i climbing back into bed laying their thinking I got to break that bloody totem Rock that is the only way to break the curse; I can't push it over to make it crack, i need help. but do I have to do it in my dreams or can I do it in real time. thinking, no this all occurred in my dream slowly drifting off to sleep and before I knew it, I knew I was dreaming again well I think so anyway. I'm standing at the trap door ready to go down to get that bloody book. I heard someone calling my name looking back over my shoulder, couldn't see anyone around... in the darkness fog everywhere turning back looking down into that dark hole I wrap my arms around myself I could feel the dampness and things were clawing at me and running over my feet. I wanted to scream, fear hit me like a gush of air but slowly I took one step down into the depths of Hell. as I put my hand out to brace myself I scrape my hand on something sharp, blood ooze out, starting at it; turning my hand over a big cut across the pram, yet I felt no pain only a slight string. I reach the railing to steady myself and taking the next step down,my foot slip and I tumble down to the bottom, it was only 4 steps but it felt a whole lot more; I yield out in pain, this time holding my left wrist, slowly standing; I made my way to the corner where I first saw the book. it gone... reaching up to the next shelved, when someone said, blood in a long eerie voice; slowly turning around and there's stood Jonathan shimmering in the darkness ghostly figure I stood Frozen in My Tracks with a trembling voice I said) ''what do you want''... ''I want and need your blood'' (quickly reaching into my pocket pulling out my phone with trembling bloody hand managed to turn my torch on and shine it directly at Jonathan ghost, he screamed in agony as the beam of the Light hit him then he was gone. shining the torch back around and also taking a big deep breath I managed to find the book shining back around to the steps I quickly walked over and up just standing on the top step outside of the trap door. taking in another deep breath when I heard someone says) ''wake up.'' I said ''not yet... got to go to the shack... got to get the man in the shack to help me, he's the only one who can, holding the book,I know what it is ...a Grimoire. Creating and keeping of a book of shadows is an instrumental step in the study of magic and witchcraft. A Witch's Grimoire helps serious practitioners explore their love of the Craft, deepen their study of magic and walk their personal pathway to the Divine. that's what Jonathan was into, he got into the dark side of it with blood that's why I've got to go and get the shack man if he wants to get out of this alive as well he's the only one that can break the stone. holding on to the book; I took off down the path over the fence through the track until I came to the shack... calling out to him,) ''shack man...Joe, I need your help, if you want to lived and get out of this night mare, I needed you,'' (the door slowly open and their he stood, the blackness in his eyes but just a tint of spark to let me know all is not lost,)'' please come... we got to go to the rocks... where the rocks are I needed your strength to break the stones. I can't do it alone... please ''....''yes''... (I slowly back off and walk down the track till I came to the rocks, their in the rock where the mark is, blood is pouring out, walking around it, all the other symbols are starting to glow... blood was starting to pour out of each, I slowly walk up and placed my hands on each side trying to push it over, I'm not strong enough but I keep on trying... my hands are starting to bleed. out of the corner of my eye I saw shack man,)'' help me please; help me to push it over, we got to break the stone it's the only way, please....shack man help me...I scream at the top of my voice, help me.''( slowly... he came over looking down at me, fog is getting thick, swelling around up over us, worms crawling over my feet, spiders crawling over my hands, black goo with pieces of Flesh was coming out of the Rocks. out of the corner of my eye, shimmering there is Jonathan his head busted in, one eye hanging from the socket blood dripping from his mouth fingers all caught up, nails had blood and flesh hanging from them he started slowly drifting towards us with his hands raised ready to grab,)'' quickly I said push please push before he touches us if he does we will become apart of him.''( looking up I had to take my eyes off Jonathan if I didn't I would be fixed there for eternity. taking my eyes away and looking into Shack man's eyes) ''bush please'' ( I beg slowly we pushed and slowly it started to give. finally the totem pole smashed onto the ground blood ooze from it, with unknown creatures part human part I don't know and I don't want to know. Jonathan scream like a Banish a high pitch piercing screaming sound that I have never heard before. slowly he drifted and faded away. shack man disappeared too. I woke up in bed all cover in blood and gunk, peter sitting on the bed with James standing near by.) ''Thank god you are back.''( I had the book) ''take this please and burn it, i saw a name that said Hope land i thank that is where the shack man Joe Crock is. '' I drifted back to sleep, Mary came with a smile on her face ''thank you'' and gone. don't remember getting clean up ,Peter must have put me in the bath and clean me. A day later I move out ....not looking back.... I still do have dream's helping others who are caught up and bringing them back.... But nothing like the type of Nightmare,i had a scar on my hand too. the end