chapter 2: Haunting

She woke up with a start. it was the same dream again. the same place.... the tall inaccessible fort with the sea surrounding it lashing onto the shore in all its fury...the sense of foreboding that hung about the place, the odd carved faces that inhabited the stone walls speaking of a bygone era.....she broke into a sweat..... recurring dreams were bad. though she wasnt superstitious , there was something she did not like about this recurrence. This was the third time the same place had shown itself in her dream. and as she had done the twice previously, she tried to imagine every possible place where she would have seen this fort .....surely it should have got absorbed into her subconscious from somewhere... as before she drew a blank.

the first time she saw it, it was a temple. she was walking through the one of the myriad paths that branched off the main vein and came across a room from whence issued the sound of gushing water.she followed the sound and turned a corner ... and found herself one step away from a deep pool... the stagnant waters lay enticing, licking at her feet ...waiting to embalm her into its folds......the shock had woken her up then.
the next time, though , she got further. she went straight to the room and this time , as she rounded the corner , she was aware of a tny flickering light beyond the shadows ... the light disappeared as she turned the corner and before her eyes she saw a large piece of rock carved in the shape of some primitive god. She did not know what god it was and to which religion it belonged but somehow , she knew it was God and needed to be viewed with deference. there was a huge waterfall that send water spraying into all directions , forming a thick veil, a curtain of water in front of the sculpted piece of stone. she had awaken then .