Chapter 7 of The Mind Game.
This is the final installment of this piece. I hope you enjoyed! Please comment below with your thoughts.
Synopsis: Chesulloth finds herself trapped within her own mind. At first, she is lured in with offerings of pleasantries while she sleeps. Then, her sleeping body is bound and she is plunged into all her deepest fears, forced to endure ordeal after ordeal. The only way out is to overcome her fears, but her fears aren't all they seem on the surface.
The Awakening
The Man in Red began to laugh again and the ground began to tremble and shake. His laughter warped into groans and his shoulders began to quake.
Chesie lost her footing and stumbled back into the hallway.
The Man in Red looked up with bloodshot eyes, tears leaking from their corners. "Go find him yourself, child of the light!" he shrieked.
The distance between the two of them grew, The Man in Red receding into the darkness. The door shut and the three doors fused together.
Shock stung through her core. They had all been the same door. Illusions. The Man in Red had planned it all. She was not supposed to make it back. The floor ceased its rumbling and she found herself standing at the mouth of the bedroom, the bright light from the balcony pouring over the lime green sheets.
A warm presence sat on the end of the bed in the form of a man, with skin like amber and hair like wool. It beckoned towards her.
It was time to wake up.
The presence surged forward like a flame and bathed her in bright, fiery light.
Her eyes opened. Air rushed into her lungs and she choked on the cool rush. She clutched a hand to her chest, feeling the warm pulse of physical life sustained by her heartbeat. Her comforter was nowhere to be seen and her sheets were soaked through with sweat. She shoved the clammy sheets onto the floor with her comforter. Slowly, she swung her shaking legs to the floor and sat up.
It had been real. She felt in her heart that her dream had been just as real as the stained mug on her bedside table. But her mind screamed at her, reminding her of how her legs had been so horribly shattered.
The Man in Red had been a master of illusions and of lies. She pushed herself up from the bed and her eyes scanned the room.
The Man in White had been there all along. She had created a realm where The Man in Red could flourish, but The Man in White had stepped into his domain just for her.
When she had been so far gone.
Warm tears spilled over her eyelids as she approached the window and gazed out. The rays of the sun seemed to wrap her in its embrace, the snow reflecting their light in her face. A shiver of bliss ran down her spine. Now she knew. Everything she had not known before. Everything science could not give her. Everything that mattered had been there all along.
Chesie blinked and turned her back to the window, looking west. Her eyes fell on the bottom drawer of her dresser.
Why?
She approached the dresser and crouched in front of it. Slowly opening the drawer, her eyes fell on a package wrapped in brown paper, a twine string folded to the side of the drawer. Shaking, her hands retrieved the open paper package her father had left her before his death. She held her breath as she unfolded the paper and beheld the simple cover and gold lettering of the family's King James bible. She opened the first page.
To Chesulloth, my daughter fraught with fear
I knew that one day, you'd experience the strength of The Word and open this book to this page. Reaching this point, you have overcome your greatest trials and you will only grow stronger as time goes on. Enjoy heaven on earth.
Love,
your father, I AM
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