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| Chapter 16 |
| The realm of nightmares was just that, a nightmare. I was in turn of the century San Francisco. Enemy planes were flying overhead dropping bombs on the city. This was before the nuclear bomb was dropped in San Francisco. "General! We must retreat! We can't save the city now. We've got word a nuke is on its way. It will hit in less than seven minutes." I couldn't figure out who the General was. It was then that I realized I was clad in an army uniform, more importantly I was a General. General Kitunda. "Um... well...," I didn't know what to say, I didn't have any military experience, "Get on the helicopters and get out of here." "What about you General. You must come too." "Not yet," I needed to find Chester. I thought it might be a long shot but I asked it anyway, "Where's Smith?" "He's already on board one of the choppers." "Well then, let's go, shall we?" We ran across the field to the helicopter and got in. It took only a matter of seconds before it was off the ground. I sat down, and I noticed Chester was sitting directly across from me. "Hello Chester. Is this what the realm of nightmares is usually like?" "Frightening? Yes. War-torn? Not always. The shadows began their invasion today. Pagunda must think he's got enough of an army behind him." "How many people does he have?" "Ten million." "And this war. This is between the shadows and us here in the realm of nightmares?" "Yes. The realm shows us a visual representation of the war, in this case it chose World War III." The helicopter was moving fast. We were at least 50 miles away from the city now. Good thing too because the bomb would reach in only two minutes. "So, Murphy. You didn't come here just so you could see this realm, did you?" "No. I need your help." He was waiting, although the intense wind in our hair from the helicopter was quite distracting. "Well, you know that in order to destroy this thing, you have to bring both entities into contact?" "Right." "Well, I have word from Joseph that if that happens, I will be killed!" "Oh, no. That's right..." He tried not to look directly at me. Kind of like a 'Oh well, my mistake' kinda look. I was nervous at this. I knew that if he did not know, then I was surely going to have to take the fall for this. "Well, is there anything? I mean Joseph did mention something. What? You have to know. Well, can't I just give the stone for somebody else to do it?" "No, it's to late, you have already visited the realm of nightmares! You are responsible." "Oh great." "Wait. But I do know something. The realm of dreams is the only place to destroy this thing, and you are asleep whist you are there, therefore it is your dream as well, you you may be able to control what happens in it." "What do you mean?" "Well, all you have to do is talk to Jules and get the hell outta there!" "And how do you suppose I do that?" "Well, I know it is a long shot, but as long as you have the will power, and the courage, you can prevail." "So let me get this straight? I have to enter the 'dream', say hi, and get the hell out of there. And this 'will' power? I am probably the last person on this planet that has the will to save it!" "Oh trollop Murphy. You have done it before you can do it again!" "What, how do you know about that!?" "You are so na�ve aren't you. You think I would of come up to any Jack for this job. No way, I came to you! I knew what I was doing, and I still do! I know you have it in you! You have 5 hours to do what it takes! Now you can just loaf around and let the whole word become a black hole or you can get your arse in there and shake things up a bit!" Just then, a big explosion went off. It sounded like the nuke. A huge shockwave was heading our way. "Now go Murphy, I will take care of things here?" "But what..." "GO!" Just then the shockwave hit and I was thrown in the air. I was being tossed around like a pizza base at Louie's! And then, I was thrown back into reality! I was back out the front of Joseph's house. My face full of soot from the battlefield. This was getting better and better. 5 hours left and I haven't even shaved. Looks like it is do or die now. And I was not about to die! |
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