The nightmare

The huge, bizarre creature atop the podium glared at me with its single eye. The several protuberances emanating from its body coiled and twirled ceaselessly. The smell, strongly reminiscent of rotten meat and — of all things — lemons, was overpowering.

The voice appeared to be inside my head. It spoke at length, though not in words, of centuries of oppression and malfeasance, of wrongs done without the slightest hint of cognisance or remorse.

As the voice continued, cataloguing collections of felonious acts, I began to realise that the accusations were not addressed to me personally, but were instead aimed squarely at the entire human race. It was not I who was on trial here; I was just a randomly chosen representative of my species.

The summing up was brief and to the point. Guilt was not in question. There could be no possibility of appeal. I sensed regret and resignation in the voice as it explained that the sentence in situations such as this was mandated.

One of the creature’s oily appendages snaked down and briefly touched my forehead.

I awoke in my bed in a cold sweat. But this had been no simple nightmare. That was yet to come.

Word count: 199

About pendantry

Phlyarologist (part-time) and pendant. Campaigner for action against anthropogenic global warming (AGW) and injustice in all its forms. Humanist, atheist, notoftenpist. Wannabe poet, writer and astronaut.
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10 Responses to The nightmare

  1. msjadeli says:

    Excellent! I bet you’ll never drink lemonade again!

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  2. Brilliant suspense… Dreams, …. at times seem very real…. Nothing quite like the nightmares of reality though.. Sending well wishes Colin.. :-)

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  3. Don’t you ever put rot and lemons in the same sentence.

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  4. timothycdykes says:

    Great writing and glad to see someone inspired by my photos! That snail was named Becky (we always said it while talking like Lumpy Space Princess). Very interesting creatures and easy to see how they could inspire nightmares out of context. Thanks for sharing!

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    • pendantry says:

      Aww… are you saying that Becky is no more? That’s more than a little sad.

      Thanks for dropping by — and of course, thanks again for providing inspiration!

      Like

      • timothycdykes says:

        Unfortunately, yes, mystery snails do not live very long (only about a year). But, they get the best life we can give them while they’re here :)

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  5. Geri Lawhon says:

    Great short story. Someday we will have to pay for what we have done as a human race. Thanks for posting and writing this.

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