A Dark Wine

Written by, Joshua L Prentice

A Dark Wine

She sat there staring into my soul. As I was tied to a chair scared out of my mind. It was as if

she was playing with me, like I was meat on a hook. Her vicious smile defining her every grim, and

gruesome vision of my being. Her eyes staring into an unknown abyss. I was her prisoner for that brief

moment only to later be destined as her favorite dish of the evening.

This wasn’t where I wanted my life to end. But for some reason I felt that it would end none the less.

Then just as that thought entered, and then left my mind she grabbed her knife, and slit my throat

bending my neck over her wine glass. As my blood drained into her wine glass. My life slowly drifted

from my body. Until I saw myself standing outside of my body, and the angel of death standing beside

me. Ready to take me to the other side. The angel smiled at me, and showed me the way after that I

walked into the mystified light of the afterlife. While this evil creature drank my blood. Like it was a

glass of dark red wine. Then I was awakened from that horrible nightmare in a frantic panic attack. It

was at this moment my friend, and psychologist in whom was also a renowned hypnotist said calm

down everything will be just fine.

2 years later and 100 therapy sessions later.

My name is Samantha Wood, and this is my story-

It was seven o-clock in the evening, and I was at the public library reading one of my favorite

books it was a murder mystery novel that had to do with Jack The Ripper. Of course when I usually sat

down to read something of interest the time always flew by very quickly, and before I knew it. The

library was ready to close at nine in the evening. So after it was announced over the inner-com I walked

outside to get in my car turned my car on and started driving home. Once I got home I showered, and

got ready for bed then I laid down and went to sleep. As I slept I had a nightmare about oceans of dark

colored blood. The oceans were vast, and abysmal. Then out of no where my phone woke me up. I

answered it only to hear a slow raspy voice yelling at me telling me to get to work on my next novel as

the dead line was getting closer, and closer. So I got up, and showered, got dressed made breakfast, and

coffee. Got organized, and off to my office I drove. As I crossed the city’s lift bridge a strange women

crossed into my line of sight. She just stood there, and no matter what I did she would not move until

finally I had to turn in an instant to try and avoid hitting her and in doing this I lost control of my car,

and slid into the bay beneath the bridge. As I sunk deeper and deeper into the bay I passed out and

found myself in a dark place with that same women from the bridge sitting beside me I asked her where

am I she smiled, and replied in between life, and death I responded with you mean limbo. She said very

much so.

I asked why am I here? She said because you needed to see something important. I asked. What could

that be? She answered with the future. Then she snapped her fingers, and a wine challis appeared in her

hand with

the darkest colored wine I had ever seen in it. She waved her hand over it, and I could see burning

buildings, sulfur everywhere, chaos, and there I was running with 3 kids in my arms trying to protect

them at all costs. Then she looked at me, and said you have to protect mankind from the evil that is

threatening its very existence. I looked at her, and said how do I do that. I am just a writer you have the

wrong person. That's when she smiled, and said. You are much stronger then you are aware of when the

time come’s you will find a way believe me you will find a way. Then she put her hand on my head,

and said you have much work to do and she pushed my head back, and I started to fall into what

seemed like an endless void of nothingness. That's when I woke up to my alarm ringing in my ears

loudly. I thought to myself I must have been dreaming. Until I looked forward, and noticed that same

wine challis with that same dark wine sitting right in front of me on my desk. I looked into it and I

heard her voice echoing saying remember you will find a way. At that point I walked to my front door

and opened it

only to find that I was floating in an endless ocean of blood.

That's when I woke up in my seat at the

public library. The librarian asked me if I was OK. Then she said they were closing soon. I must have

fallen asleep while reading my book. What a flippy dream that was. I said to myself as I walked out of

the library, and made my way home.

The End