Post by onlyAdream on Apr 27, 2008 20:56:43 GMT -5
Hey guys,
I've been a member of this community since January and feel bad for not posting until now. I need make sure to keep up to date with this forum and participate more. I feel bad. I was a member of the phantasmphilms web forum, but that sadly got taken down, so now I'm here. Anyway, I posted here for a reason and I wanted to share something with you guys that I wrote a couple days ago. It's a tiny story of about 400 or so words on Mike's thoughts after the events of the first film. Enjoy!
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He'd had his fair share of nightmares after the death of his parents, but none were as vivid as the ones he were experiencing after his encounter with that Tall Man. Lucid dreaming, as some described it, only he couldn't seem to control what was happening and sometimes his dreams didn't feel like dreams at all. The death of his brother's friend, Reggie, felt so real and he swore that The Tall Man had been defeated by falling down a one thousand foot shaft, but that too had all been in his head. Reggie was very much alive, and it was his brother who perished instead, but due to a car accident and not by the doings of the mysterious mortician. Or so he was told.
Mike was thoroughly convinced something was amiss and his head swarmed with questions; he needed answers and he wanted to know how and why his reality had changed. He couldn't remember the exact details of Jody's passing, but images, feeling out of place and inserted forcefully into his mind, floated in his head like jigsaw pieces. He saw false memories of where he'd been in the back seat of the car driving to his brother's funeral and then to his brother's grave where he said his goodbyes. Reggie, no doubt, thought that due to the stress of losing his brother, Mike had imagined this Tall Man in account of this traumatic time; It was an excuse not to believe that Jody had been done in so simply. But Reggie was the one who was mistaken, not Mike.
It felt like weeks since he'd last seen that unwanted visitor, and when Reggie suggest that they go on a road trip for a change of different scenery, Mike happily agreed. He wanted out of Morningside because that meant he'd be free from the grasps of this tall being from another dimension. Mike wanted so much to run away, hope somehow that by leaving Oregon he'd escape, but the Tall Man had plans and was in no rush to achieve them. He'd wait, for after all, he had all the time in the world. Unfortunately for Mike, that meant he'd be terrorized for years to come, and when he begun to pack shortly thereafter, he soon noticed that familiar mortician standing just opposite the mirror, leaving Mike's dreams to once again haunt him.
Mike knew that all the events taking place prior to Jody's death were real. The Tall Man had indeed enslaved the dead, made an army of dwarves from corpses, and constructed a deadly silver sentinel sphere out for blood. It wasn't all in his head, it wasn't his imagination. Morningside was being taken over and this Tall Man was working in mysterious ways to eventually concur the world; Mike's small town the first in his path.
I've been a member of this community since January and feel bad for not posting until now. I need make sure to keep up to date with this forum and participate more. I feel bad. I was a member of the phantasmphilms web forum, but that sadly got taken down, so now I'm here. Anyway, I posted here for a reason and I wanted to share something with you guys that I wrote a couple days ago. It's a tiny story of about 400 or so words on Mike's thoughts after the events of the first film. Enjoy!
~
He'd had his fair share of nightmares after the death of his parents, but none were as vivid as the ones he were experiencing after his encounter with that Tall Man. Lucid dreaming, as some described it, only he couldn't seem to control what was happening and sometimes his dreams didn't feel like dreams at all. The death of his brother's friend, Reggie, felt so real and he swore that The Tall Man had been defeated by falling down a one thousand foot shaft, but that too had all been in his head. Reggie was very much alive, and it was his brother who perished instead, but due to a car accident and not by the doings of the mysterious mortician. Or so he was told.
Mike was thoroughly convinced something was amiss and his head swarmed with questions; he needed answers and he wanted to know how and why his reality had changed. He couldn't remember the exact details of Jody's passing, but images, feeling out of place and inserted forcefully into his mind, floated in his head like jigsaw pieces. He saw false memories of where he'd been in the back seat of the car driving to his brother's funeral and then to his brother's grave where he said his goodbyes. Reggie, no doubt, thought that due to the stress of losing his brother, Mike had imagined this Tall Man in account of this traumatic time; It was an excuse not to believe that Jody had been done in so simply. But Reggie was the one who was mistaken, not Mike.
It felt like weeks since he'd last seen that unwanted visitor, and when Reggie suggest that they go on a road trip for a change of different scenery, Mike happily agreed. He wanted out of Morningside because that meant he'd be free from the grasps of this tall being from another dimension. Mike wanted so much to run away, hope somehow that by leaving Oregon he'd escape, but the Tall Man had plans and was in no rush to achieve them. He'd wait, for after all, he had all the time in the world. Unfortunately for Mike, that meant he'd be terrorized for years to come, and when he begun to pack shortly thereafter, he soon noticed that familiar mortician standing just opposite the mirror, leaving Mike's dreams to once again haunt him.
Mike knew that all the events taking place prior to Jody's death were real. The Tall Man had indeed enslaved the dead, made an army of dwarves from corpses, and constructed a deadly silver sentinel sphere out for blood. It wasn't all in his head, it wasn't his imagination. Morningside was being taken over and this Tall Man was working in mysterious ways to eventually concur the world; Mike's small town the first in his path.