Slowly the figure bent down until what was left of its face rested only inches from hers, the smell invading every pore of her body causing waves of dizzying nausea to roll through her. The man's pale face stirred with cascades of maggots as they fought to escape the deep pits where his eyes should have been. They fell onto Amy's legs. She could feel them crawling all over her. She tried to move but found herself frozen; a bear-like grasp had clamped itself around her arm effortlessly holding her to the ground. With his free, icy hand he started to caress her cheek, wiping the tears away as they fell from her eyes. He moved in closer and opened his chapped mouth, a black slime poured from it, trickling down over Amy's grey swea!.
tshirt. The figure climbed on top of her, she was powerless to stop it. She was surrounded by the smell of death, the hungry maggots, and the putrescent black that dripped its cold wetness onto her face. .
Amy awoke screaming. Her body trembled with complete and utter terror; her clothes and sheets were soaked with sweat. The dream had been so real she could still feel the stinging cold from the man's touch, her nostrils still consumed by the odor. Just then she heard a clamor of footsteps racing towards the bedroom. Her muscles stiffened and her stomach lurched as the door burst open. .
"Cookie, Are you all right?" Toby raced to the side of his sobbing wife and gathered her into his arms. "Oh my god, what happened?" he cupped her face within his hands and looked into her eyes. .
"I"m so glad you"re here." she said wrapping her arms tightly around his warm body. "Our first night away from each other and I had a nightmare. I guess it all goes to show how independent I am." she joked, averting her eyes from her husband's worried gaze. .
Toby gently pressed his lips to her forehead and smiled, took her clammy hand within his own and drew her up. .
"Come on, I"ll make us some breakfast.
