The Dreaming: The Ghost In The Darkness
by BelovedSlayer




The rays of early dawn begin to filter in through Buffy Summers’ room, illuminating


the surroundings as it chased the remains of darkness away like a fading ghost.


We could faintly see a slim figure lying underneath shards

of lavender covers, sleeping peacefully and soundlessly against countless


numbers of pillows laying about, tendrils of blond hair like corn silk masking the sleeping hazel eyes, dark eyelashes fluttering against her lids.

A Hello Kitty alarm clock standing motionlessly on a nearby bedside table fastidiously shattered the silence that emanated the sunlit kissed room.


Buffy did not wake at the vehement sound. Everything else was still and as quiet. No stirring.


Nothing. Just endless silence and the occasional mumbling of the sleeping girl under the velvety covers.



Those few quiet moments passed by in a vague blur, until a voice began to whisper, a voice


that we could faintly make out against motes of dust that flickered against the harsh beams of sunlight.


It was a voice that belonged to something or someone that couldn’t be seen in the daylight.


A chilling voice that was calling out Buffy’s name. “Bufffyyyyyyy…..” the voice cried in a low whisper.


Buffy had not even stir at the mere mention of her name.


She was in a world of deep slumber, unable to waken.


At once, the eerie voice disappeared, leaving behind a



ghostly form that appeared before Buffy’s sleeping eyes. “Bufffyyyyyyy….” the phantom once again tried to awake the sleeping young woman but to no avail. She still couldn’t be awaken.


The ghost sighed wearily in defeat, dark, empty holes that was

once its eyes casting a glance at the surroundings that were bathed in light.



A moan escaped from the sleeping girl, interrupting the ghost’s thoughts. The ghost veered closer to her, whispering a warning to her.

Do not go to the boarding school. You and your friends will be in grave danger. The ghost disappeared, and


finally, Buffy awakened, trickles of sweat pouring down her innocent face.


Before she could take a breath, powerful hands begin to wrap around her pale neck, strangling her….


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