Sleep

LEEPAfter a few more hours of meditation, your eyes started to get heavy. You hated going to sleep. Most of your nights were spent trying to avoid it, but everyone needs sleep, and eventually, you would have **** but to lay your head down.

On the nights when you could fall asleep, your mind was assaulted by nightmares.

You found yourself in a long stone corridor, the walls had strange markings on them, and no matter how hard you'd look, they seemed untellable. Looking down you hand were dressed in black gloves and protective armour, your head covered by a metallic mask that you couldn't remove.

"Musibah", a voice whispers in your ear as if someone were standing itching behind you, your nerves fire up immediately. You swing around to attack whoever the voice was, but there was nothing there, only an empty hallway.

Again the voice calls out, this time sounded louder and firmer. "Musibah, my son", you're not thinking Clearly. You punch, kick and claw at your surroundings, trying to stop the voice from speaking. "DO not call me that!" you yell at the air, your anger now boiling over to rage and the coldness that was taking you.

You fall to your knees, trying to steady your breathing, your mind screaming at you as the cold tightens around you. "I am Rider, I am Rider," you say over and over again out loud to calm yourself. "You may be Rider now" you open your eyes and are met with a tall man wearing a black and white mask staring back at you. "But you will always be the monster I wanted."

The man dived towards you and pierced your chest with a blade in a fraction of a second.

You jumped up from your bed in a cold sweat. You hated sleeping.