Angel of Light (A Zak Bagans Story)

Chapter 136: Nightmare

Author's Note: Hello my beloved readers! I'm sorry it's been so long since I've updated!

If you haven't already seen the announcement I made on Twitter and my Tumblr blog, I've decided to scrap the idea of the sequel, and just continue adding chapters to "Angel of Light". When I had originally decided to do a sequel, I was still fairly into "Ghost Adventures", and figured I'd write about the same number of chapters for a sequel.

But as time has passed, I'm really not interested in "Ghost Adventures" anymore, and want to move on to writing stories of other fandoms I'm much more apart of. This doesn't mean the story will end anytime soon, as I'm planning to include at least 2 or 3 investigations, plus events in between. I'm just hoping to wrap up the story sooner than if I was writing a full out sequel.

With that said, if you read the first 3 chapters of "Escaping the Darkness", please re-read them here, as I have made some changes.

I hope you enjoy the update!

Chapter 136: Nightmare

Zak's Point of View

"Ali, you need to wake up..." I said quietly, tears beginning to fall again. "I can't imagine my life without you now. My life is so much better with you in it, so much brighter. I finally feel free of some of the darkness I had been surrounded by for so many years..." I continued.

I sat in silence for a moment or two, then, I carefully leaned down and gently touched my forehead to hers and closed my eyes.

"You have to come back to me...because you're my beautiful angel..." I whispered, tears beginning to fall faster now.

Feeling all the fear and worry rearing it's ugly head for another breakdown, I whispered one more thing, before I let myself succumb to my emotions again.

"You're my beautiful, angel of light..."

Suddenly - the heart monitor that had been beeping steadily - made a continuous, heart wrenching sound, indicating Alicia's heart had stopped again.

"No..." I said, as I quickly got up and then ran to the door. "Help! I need a doctor!" I called out into the hospital hallway, and then quickly returned to Alicia's bedside.

"Code Blue! 32-13!" A voice called over the PA for other nearby doctors and nurses to hear. "Code Blue! 32-13!" The voice called again.

The next thing I knew, Dr. Hamza and several other doctors and nurses ran into the room.

"Please step out into the hall sir," a nurse said, gently ushering me out into the hall. I didn't want to leave, but I couldn't stop my feet from moving. I briefly got a glimpse of the doctors and nurses beginning to work on getting Alicia's heart going again before I found myself out in the hall.

The nurse left me alone, closing the door behind her as she re-entered the room. I paced back and forth as I waited, continuously looking through the window of Alicia's room. But with the blinds in the way, I couldn't make out much.

After several minutes, when I next looked in the window, the frenzy pace of the doctors and nurses had stopped. I could see Dr. Hamza say something to a nurse who was holding a medical chart, but I couldn't hear what he said.

What was going on? Why had they stopped? Why weren't they helping Alicia?!

I ran toward the door and quickly opened it, about to demand answers, but stopped short when Dr. Hamza stepped in front of me, and ushered me back out into the hall.

His expression was grim.

"Doc..." I started to say, but trailed off, unable to ask what I was dreading.

"I'm sorry Mr. Bagans, but she's gone," Dr. Hamza said.

"No..." I said, my body betraying me as tears already began welling up in my eyes. "No, she can't be..." I said, and tried to push past Dr. Hamza to enter Alicia's room, but he stopped me.

"I'm sorry Mr. Bagans, we did everything we could," he said, placing his hands on my shoulders.

I felt like I was going to be sick, like I was going to crumple to the floor, and it felt like my heart had been ripped out of my chest, all at the same time.

I stepped back away from him until my back hit the wall on the other side of the hall. I reached up and gripped my hair with both hands as I slid down the wall until I was sitting on the floor, breathing heavily.

"No!" I yelled in agony, as tears began running down my face.

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"No!" I cried out, as I woke up with a start, sitting straight up in my bed, breathing heavily and sweating.

It took me a moment to realize I had just been having a nightmare – a nightmare that I've had far too often ever since Alicia's accident.

I looked at the empty spot of the bed beside me, and sighed sadly. I then rubbed my hands over my face and took a deep breath to try to calm my nerves.

As I turned to pick up my cell phone off the nightstand, I noticed Gracie wasn't in her bed, and figured she must be sleeping elsewhere. I think my nightmares frightened her at times, knowing I called out in my sleep. As I looked at my cell phone, I couldn't help but stop and admire the photo of Alicia and I that I had as the background. It was from the day I had hosted a pool party at my old house, and she had just finished rubbing sunscreen on my back, and then had laid down on top of me. It was a picture she had taken, our heads close to each other, and we looked so happy. We hadn't even admitted our feelings for each other at that point, but it was around that time that Alicia had started to become a bit more comfortable in her skin, and she looked even more beautiful than she always had been to me.

I sighed again as my eyes watered a bit.

I glanced at the clock on my cell and saw the date and time: November 20, 2016, and it was 8:15am.

The first year anniversary of Alicia's accident.

Today was going to be a rough day. Although, most days the past year since the accident had been rough days.

I set my cell aside and got up out of bed and dragged myself to the bathroom to relieve myself and wash up – wanting nothing more than to crawl back into bed and fall back to sleep.