The Freaks | Sally Face

Chapter 60: Run Sal Run!

Sales POV:-

Oh no, not again. I could feel my imagination beginning to mutate as I slept beside my girlfriend. I knew I was asleep due to how my body was reacting to this circumstance, it wasn't a new feeling. I was about to have a nightmare. I felt my heart rate intensify and it's deep echoing blasts batter my eardrums in the abyss of my brain. I tried my best to ignore it, cover my ears to avoid my insides becoming nothing but mush until I heard her voice.

"Oh Sal, fetch me my bag will you sweetheart?"

"Ok Mommy!"

It was definitely my mom, but I couldn't see her at all. I heard my soft, childish voice responding to her question happily and without hesitation.

"Sal? Where are you baby? Where have you gone?" her voice becoming slightly more panicked as she couldn't locate my response.

"I'm right here mommy, can't you see me?" a small chuckle coursing through my vocal chords as I believed my mother was playing tricks on me.

"SAL?! Sal sweetheart where are you? Come back darling please, I told you not to run off!" frightened, she was beginning to panic.

"Mommy I'm here! I'm here! Can't you see!"

"Sal Fisher, come back here now please!"

My mind starting my race, I look around and begin to see frantic explosions of colour fill my vision as the anxiety began to take over. I move my gaze down to my hands, them turning from their pale white to a bright shade of crimson. What was happening!? I ran towards the voices, trying to locate what was happening inside my brain. Nothing. Endless supplies of nothing. I continued to race, hearing my small cries to my mother trying to get her to find me.

"SAL! SAL BABY MOMMY CAN'T SEE YOU!" she begins to sob as her voice cracks and her anxiety fills the room.

"MOM!" I cried, hoping she was hear me instead of my minds rendition of my younger self. "MOM I'M HERE WHERE ARE YOU!"

The room began to spin, only exposing the sights of an old wooden door that looked as if large scratches were scattered across it. I had to reach it, that had to be where she was. As the room continued to spin, like it was on a lazy Susan going a hundred miles an hour, I tried my best to reach the door all whilst trying to stop my Mom's cries from haunting me deeper.

"SAL BABY, PLEASE COME BACK!"

"I'M COMING MOM, DON'T GO ANYWHERE!" I yelled from the top of my lungs.

The room's speed picked up even further, knocking me off my feet and landing harshly to my knees. I look up to see thick layers of blood splattered across the floor, the only light highlighting this to me was glowing around the edges of the door. I knew deep in my subconscious this wasn't real, so why in my heart did I believe it was? I pulled myself along the floor, the thick layers of blood making it so much slower to make it across the way. Eventually, I made it reaching my hand up slowly to the door handle that was now shaking so immensely it was hard to see. When I finally managed to hold it in my grips I heard her shriek.

"SAL NO!" she roared and the force of her voice knocked me backwards hitting the floor.

I screamed for her, begged my mind to let me free and never hear her worried cries again. I looked down to my legs that were now beginning to submerge into the layer of ooze that surrounded me. I couldn't move, I tried to force myself to wriggle but nothing was working. I was completely frozen shut. After a few seconds of moving, my body fully went underneath the ooze and I held my breath in fear of drowning. Lower and lower I sank in this terrifying, red slime. It was hard to keep my eyes open, it hurt and stung my retinas like a bitch. I tried to swim upwards, to pull myself back onto the spinning surface and make it to the door but it was no use. My heart rate continued to roar at me, muffled by the thickness of the liquid that had submerged me deeper into my subconscious. I heard her faints cries again, circling me and tormenting me even when I could not stop it. It was heartbreaking and I couldn't try and jolt myself awake, I had to endure this never ending cycle of grief.