Mute Dreams

"Hurry!" Said a cold dark voice "Before it's too late."

      The two companions had been climbing up a steep hill in the windy night where there seemed to be a prize at the top where there destination lie.

"I thought you said no one would follow us." said the voice which seemed to grow darker by the second. The companion could not say anything due to the fact the companion had no tongue. As they ran up the slope they heard a noise coming from behind them which sounded like a rustle of leaves followed by what sounded like a very large door which creaked as it opened.

      The companions of course knew better. They knew that which followed them. they knew they could not outrun it forever. Eventually it would outlast and overpower them. But they had no other choice but to pursue the goal which lie waiting for them.The only hope they ever had. Which they had known about but up until now had never went after.

"Why hadn't we figured out where it was before?" Asked the voice. "It's been right in front of us for years." Another ubiquitous voice came and asked,

"What is the voice? And who is the companion?"

      The companion and the voice stood still. When more creaking came along. This time the creaking seemed to be shaking the ground. The two continued on-wards, with each step falling closer to the end. The voice came again, this time louder than before.

"What is the voice? And who is the companion? Why are they running away from something which is in front of them?"

      There was a small light which could now be seen in front of them. And the companion's eyes widened. The voice came again.

"Doctor he's not responding."

      The light grew and eventually lit up a white room where a man in a strait jacket lay on top of a table. The dream had gone from the man along with his voice.

"Damn it! How come he can only speak when he's in one of his daydreams!" Screamed the one doctor.

      The man looked around the room of doctors and accepted the fact that he was trapped forever. His mind would play tricks on him for the rest of his life. No escape, none. Suddenly a nurse bursted in through the door.

"Doctor we have a major problem. Number 52 has gotten out." Everybody in the room turned around.

"How?" Asked the doctor.

"He overpowered his guard." Replied the nurse.

"Go get the tranquilizer!" Shouted the doctor, as he and the other nurses ran out of the room.

      The man saw they forgot to close the door. Through the doorway he could see it. The hill in his dreams. The cure! He knew the cure for his illness was at the top of that hill. He got off the table and started to walk toward the door.

"Almost there." He thought.

      He was two feet away from the door when a nurse came by and saw the man, and grabbed him.

"Don't worry the doctors can take care of it. But it's nap time now. Nighty night."

      She took his arm and pulled the man back to the table, where she injected the man with a medical needle. The last thing the man saw through his tear filled eyes was the door closing on the view of the hill in his dreams.

The End