The Nightmare Effect Story #2 Of The Ying Murder Mysteries
The nightmare exists!

Written by, Joshua L. Prentice
The Yin-Yang Murder Mystery’s
Story # 2
The Nightmare Effect
My name is Detective Frank Fuller, and yesterday I was tasked with a case of a peculiar nature. So I called in a favor from a long time friend in whom I thought could help with the case. Only to find out that his organization was not as it seemed. You see I thought they worked for God, not for the other side but no I now realized they are Illuminatus's I am currently bleeding from a stab wound that was inflicted upon me by my so called friends associate, and he is still hunting me even now as I hide in this catholic church. So I am getting on my knee’s, and praying for God’s assistance in this matter, and as soon as I was finished praying an angelic hand touched my shoulder. As I turned around I quickly figured out that it was Micheal the general of God’s army, and the strongest angel in heaven. I asked him what is going on, and he replied you have walked into a situation where you do not belong. So I am casting you back in time. With an edited timeline. So that you know nothing of this situation. You may get small memories. But they will feel as if they are a nightmare. Then he touched me, and cast me quickly threw a bright light. So bright I blacked out. The police station 5 day’s before-hand. Buddy hey, Detective Fuller, Dam-net Frank wake up man. Ah hey calm down man. My partner told me. As I freaked out jumping out of my seat. As he woke me up. Where am I? I asked nervously your at the 27th precinct we work here dude. Are you gonna be Ok? my partner asked me. I answered with yes. I must have been having a nightmare. To much work not enough rest I suppose. My partner patted me on the back, and agreed with me. While telling me to talk to the chief, and use some of my paid time off to go home, and rest for about a week. I agreed to do that. So I went, and spoke with the chief, and he said sure take a week to get some sleep. You’ll be Ok. A week later I saw myself walking up, and touching a dead man. Only for him to fall into dust, and blow away in the wind! Dam-net! I screamed.
These fucking nightmares there driving me nut’s. After freaking out again my phone rang. It was the chief. It had already been a week. It was time to get back to work. So I did that. After hanging up. I got
ready got in my car, and drove to the precinct. As soon as I got there I was rushed out the door to a homicide case in the city. Once I had arrived on the scene the situation spooked me to hell, and back. As it was a man who had been burned alive, and Just like in my dream I touched him, and he fell to ashes, and blew away in the wind. At this point I fell to one knee, and started to vomit something fierce. It was just to real, and my anxiety was breaking me. What the hell was going on? Six month’s later I have been off on medical leave for six month’s. Since the last incident. I think I am past the nightmares, and Deja Vu. So I am going back to work today. This has been a hard 6 months. But I am feeling better. I just hope it stays that way. Once I arrived at the precinct. I sat down at my desk, and two second’s later a strange man sat down in front of me. He gave me a letter from the Illuminati. I read it, and told him I was not interested in there cult crap. That evening I sat, and wondered why I was going threw all of this. That's when I laid my head on the table, and cried like a baby. The chief called me into his office, and said I want your badge. So I laid it down on his desk, and he introduced me to a psychologist. He said he had things set up for me to be admitted into the state mental asylum. To receive help with the problems. I have been dealing with for so long. I smiled at the Chief, and said thank you sir. I will go quietly, and get treatment. So I was transported to the state mental asylum. That was 11 years ago. I have been here ever since. Right now I am sitting in my padded cell rocking back, and fourth talking to myself. When all of a sudden what looked like a portal opened in front of me, and a creature walked through it. He sat with me, and told me what had been going on for so long, and why this had happened to me. He told me I had been caught in the middle of a supernatural war, and that I just needed to disappear for a while. So it can all fade away. That way I’ll be safe from all of the evil
stuff that’s going on. I told him thanks for the info. Then he handed me a yin-yang medallion, He told me that if I needed his help to speak into the medallion, and he would show up to help me. He left me with the keys to the asylum door’s. After that, and told me these words. You know what to do.
Afterward he cut me out of my straight jacket, and jumped back threw the portal. It closed up, and I
was able to deceive the guard into coming close to the door. Then I forced him to open the door from the outside, and I knocked him out cold to take his uniform from him, and put it on. The keys were used to open every other door in the place. Until I was free. Now I am walking into the mountains to stay hidden for the time being at least.
To Be Continued
About the Creator
Joshua Lee Prentice
I am a published writer and poet. I have been writing professionally for over 15 years. I specialize in flash fiction stories, novels, poetry, non fiction essays, and many more genres of writing.


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