“Its about a twenty-four hour drive to Progreso, Texas,” Desmond said.
Alan and Marie got into the car, preparing for the journey ahead.
“We can take turns every few hours,” Marie suggested.
“I get to take the first nap,” Alan immediately protested.
Marie Antoinette smiled and Desmond nodded and started the car.
Marie quickly added, “Lets get some snacks before we get too far.”
“We’ll stop at the first gas station we find,” Desmond replied.
“Okay, well wake me when we get there,” Alan softly sighed.
Fear and secrets were filling them to the brim
Unaware of the true danger they were walking in
Desmond wanted justice, Marie wanted to help her friend
And Alan, he wanted answers and love and a life in the end
Alan lied in the back seat, knowing that he probably wouldn’t get any sleep
But he had so much on his mind, when it came to death, he was waist deep
Monsters out to chomp and chew, on broken hearts, lost and blue
Creatures from the depths of hell wanted Alan’s soul
He was lost and alone, afraid and weak; but he had to find Kevin, he had to seek
Trapped in a world he never new existed with an unknown role
Alan wanted to find the answers he hoped would make him whole
He would stop at nothing to rescue his love and discover the truth
Even if that meant facing beasts from hell, he would slay them tooth by tooth
The sky began to darken and the air turned cold
Something evil was coming, something very old
Alan could feel it, his bones shook and his skin crawled
Thick gray clouds filled the sky; the sun became enthralled
No light would touch the earth as the ground shook and the heavens shrieked
Alan looked around; trees stood burning, streets flooding, the darkness creaked
Disaster was all around and not a single sign of hope was there
Suddenly a strong and powerful wind blew everything bare
Empty and hollow, Alan stood in the center of a dark howling fog
Still and void of any living thing; not a cicada, or a bird or even a frog
Alan stood in the fog, his heart quivering and his bones squeaking
He didn’t move, he hardly even breathed as he listened to the creaking
Something was moving towards him and it wasn’t sneaking up or trying to be stealth
Something evil was charging at him, quick and determined; Alan didn’t care for his health
He stood there in the dark, tall and silent in the gray hazy fog, waiting for the monster to jump out
He wouldn’t flinch, he wouldn’t duck; Alan wouldn’t even give it the satisfaction of letting out a shout
Alan could feel the fiery breath of the monster on his neck, hot and ravenous
Still he did not move, he stood there statuesque and valiant; still and callous
The monster quickly reached out and grabbed Alan by the back of his neck
Its claws sharp and it’s grip solid; the giant, awful beast had Alan in check
Alan glared into it’s orange glowing eyes and for the first time since entering that hellish fog, he smiled
The beast roared, revealing rows and rows of giant pointy teeth, it was ready to swallow Alan, quick and wild
As the beast brought Alan to its watering lips he quickly raised his hand and grabbed the top of it’s the mouth
Then he used his other hand to grab the bottom of the monsters mouth, it’s teeth filling it’s giant mouth
The monster howled in fear as Alan used every ounce of strength he had to rip the monster’s jaw apart
The beast fell to the ground dead, its remains steaming and burning to ash, finally, Alan could feel his heart
The fog disappeared as the monster turned to dust and everything around him was becoming clear
He was in a strange house with skulls and bones scattered around as decoration, he could see but couldn’t hear
Everything was weird, he looked around and saw Marie Antoinette and Desmond running up the long staircase
They were fighting off skeletons as they continued up and into a large dark room, strange noises all over the place
But no clear words, it was as if Alan was watching everything happen but he had no control of his body
He watched as he and his friends fought off the monsters and entered a dark alter room, old and shoddy
Everything seemed so fragile as Marie, Desmond, and Alan tossed the skeleton monsters around the room
Suddenly a man in the front of the room waved his hand and sent the trio to their knees, he was their doom
The man wore a red mask with horns and fangs, his eyes were bright orange; it was him, the killer
Alan fought the man’s power, jumped to his feet and moved closer to the man, it was a thriller
Alan had no control as he watched himself attack the man; he punched Alan across the room
But Alan was quickly up again and fighting the man, kicking and punching, facing the gloom
Marie fought off one of the skeletons with a sword; she was breaking bones
Suddenly another skeleton snuck up on her and stabbed her; she fell with a moan
Desmond went to her aid but it was too late; she was dead
Desmond continued fighting, slashing and kicking heads
He was pretty good with a sword but the masked man quickly sent him flying against a wall
And before he could get his guard up, he was attacked by three skeletons; Alan watched him fall
Desmond was stabbed three times and Alan could do nothing but continue fighting
He charged the masked man and punched him twice; the man howled, his voice inciting
Finally the man knocked Alan to his knees and punched him to the ground
Alan could feel every hit, he could feel every kick and every single pound
But he couldn’t do anything; he just watched and felt it all
Finally Alan stopped fighting as the masked man watched him fall
The man continued to the alter; there was someone on top of the alter
A young man that Alan hadn’t noticed before, Alan’s heart began to falter
Now he realized what was going on as he looked up at the young man tied on the alter bed
It was Kevin; he was being sacrificed by the evil masked man, the man wanted him dead
Alan struggled to get back onto his feet as the man raised a giant blade over Kevin’s shivering chest
Alan quickly picked up a sword one of the skeletons had dropped and swung at the masked man’s breast
The masked man quickly dodged the attack and quickly grabbed Alan’s head and chin
The man twisted Alan’s neck and he fell to the ground dead, it was over, he didn’t win
Finally Alan left his body and watched himself die on the floor while the man continued to kill his love
Alan couldn’t breathe, he couldn’t feel his heart anymore, then someone grabbed him from above
He saw Kevin in front of him screaming in his face but he couldn’t hear a thing, then finally
Kevin’s voice became clear, he said, “Don’t try to save me, Alan. Its too late. Forget about me.”
Alan didn’t understand, was this just some awful nightmare or a prophecy of some kind
He couldn’t just give up on the love of his life; saving Kevin was the only thing on his mind
Alan reached out to touch Kevin then the house began shaking and everything began turning dark
The last thing Kevin said before the hosue collapsed was, “Don’t look for me. Stay in the dark.”
“Alan,” Marie Antoinette yelled. “Wake up!”
“Alan,” Desmond exclaimed. “Get up!”
Alan jumped up in the back seat of the car, his heart thrashing in his chest
“It was just a bad dream,” Marie comforted, hugging him close. “You’re a mess.”
Alan’s entire body was shaking and sweating; he took in his surroundings
He tried to calm his breathing, in and out, as his heart kept on pounding
“I saw Kevin,” Alan cried. “He said that I shouldn’t try to save him. He said it was too late.”
Marie wrapped her arms around him even tighter, “It’s okay. We will find him. We won’t wait.”
“It was awful, we were in some kind of mansion or castle and we all died.” Alan continued to cry.
“None of us survived. I watched myself fight a man in an ugly mask and then I watched me die.
He killed me. Broke my neck and then he cut out Kevin’s heart.
We had no chance. We were all dead before we could even start.”
“It was just a dream,” Desmond tried to comfort. “We’ll try to stay away from creepy castles.”
Alan glared at him. He didn’t have the patience to calm down and he didn’t want the hassle.
“I don’t think it was just a nightmare,” Alan exclaimed.
“It was a prophecy!” Marie Antoinette frightfully explained.
“You had a vision and it will come true,” she added. “Unless we heed Kevin’s warning.
We can’t save him.” Marie got out of the car and said, “let’s get a room here till morning.”
“What are you talking about?” Alan argued. “We have to save him. He will die.”
“Let’s not get all carried away over a bad dream,” Desmond interjected. “We will try…”
“No we won’t,” Marie interrupted. “Alan was given his vision for a reason;
to warn us to continue on our mission. For everything there is a season.”
“Are you bat-shit crazy?” Alan accused. “I can’t let him die.”
“Kevin is not in Texas,” Marie cried. “We can’t even try.”
“How do you know that?” Alan demanded.
“Before we left I asked the cards,” Marie expanded.
“So you’ve known where he was this whole time and you said nothing?” Alan scoffed.
“Look, if you’re back from the dead it’s because you have a purpose,” she coughed.
“So you lied to me,” Alan cried.
Marie’s eyes watered; she couldn’t hide.
“I wasn’t trying to hurt you,” Marie defended.
“Stop this shit right now, both of you,” Desmond extended.
“We have to be together in this,” Desmond argued. “There is no time to lose trust in each other.”
A loud growl surprised the trio and a creature with sharp claws approached and then another and another