"I FEEL IT COMING" - (BOG LORE)

I Feel It Coming

The Reaping Sands, swirling, unforgiving, and shifting. They hide that which haunts my dreams. I always see it when I close my eyes, lingering in my mind: the nightmare I left behind.

I was sitting on a bed. 4:00 AM, or was it 5:00? The neon lights on the wall were flashing and blinking. My soul felt like it was sinking. I rocked back and forth, hands resting on my arms while my chest tightened. There was no physical pain, but I felt it rising — its disdain coming.

The presence. There were no sounds, no words, just a feeling. Something was toying with me, rooting me to the spot, reminding me that it hadn’t forgotten.

I couldn’t move. It talks, yet I don’t hear the words, but I know it’s there. I was completely frozen —neither tired nor awake, just staring. Staring ahead, not hearing what was said. The rocking had stopped, but I felt heavy. So heavy. Burdened and weighed down, my mind was a haze, a complete fog, long before I was cast out to the Bog. My eyes were wide and fully open. The pupils brimmed with color, but the whites of them were stark in the dark. I couldn’t close them. They didn’t blink, they didn’t even flicker, they were held open.   

Everything was quiet. There were no sounds from outside or behind, nor any lights —just the air. But I knew it was there. I felt it. I didn’t hear it. It was draining me again.

Each night it replayed in my mind, causing my hair to tingle. I wanted to sweep my hair back in a feeble effort to brush it from my mind and body, but I couldn’t. I couldn’t move. How long would it be this time? Does it know what I am planning? Does it know I am recounting this tale in my mind for you to read?

There is no choice, just like there was none back then. I am a passenger again, watching a memory in my own mind play out, causing me to fall to my knees in the sand.

I can see the wall again. The room. The numbers were changing on the wall. Was it hours or months? I tried to log Stenchers, I tried to update the chronicle of Bog, but it had me. 

Terrified

I’m terrified … it’s like a blast going off in my head, but it doesn’t stop. I try to run to another place in my mind, but the ringing causes me to falter, and vomit. My vision blurs and the ground spins before me. My stomach twists and knots. The ringing. I see other memories, distorted, and bleeding into the present. There is no adrenaline pause. Everything is distorted, I try to take a step forward and look up. I can hear voices shouting over and over. I think they were words ‘Come on! Move!’, then sirens and the ground pounded.

I don’t know what’s real: the neon numbers on the wall, or the arm around my shoulder desperately trying to encourage me to run forward.

F*-c-k-k-k, what is this? Objects fell from the walls while the floor shook, but then I see the broken ground. The pounding on top of the ringing. I can’t move, the sounds don’t stop. Where is she? Nothing makes sense. I want to scribe this shit down, but I am unable to move.

The neon lights flashed more and more. I just want to close my eyes and forget. I can’t close them, I can’t move. The lights, then another voice: ‘Harper, choose a sector!’

What is that voice? ‘Move!’, ‘Choose a sector!’, ‘Move’, ‘A sector, one or the other, point!’ 

Everything is racing so fast, I cannot scramble through the images. My heart feels like it is going to explode, but still no pain. I can’t breathe. Where is she? Where? I don’t know….

What is happening? I don’t want to concede, even if the outcome is bleak.

I remember my ears bleeding —I think they were. It was when the ground shook, but the ground is shaking now. I just don’t know...

I think I was in a room, or a room with lights? No…. outside, explosions, shells. Can’t think….

My breathing eventually slowed. I waited it out. It was the same every night. My chest rising up and down, slow and difficult. It was taunting me. The sensation would go, but my body hadn’t stopped —no adrenaline pause, just a tear running down my face. It had me. Bog was utterly weak. I hated to be leeched, drained, and powerless with no control. I tried to turn my head, but I still couldn’t move. Nothing would respond.

The sensation would go; the air would grow lighter and less oppressive. I could hear and see again, and my eyes blinked, no longer held open by an invisible force. I asked myself: ‘How much time had passed? Hours, months, or more?’

Cold and Trembling

My body still shakes from those distraught thoughts. I sit here cold and trembling, and wrap the cloak around me tighter. I can hear the winds in the distance — the howling, the dance of the sands, swirling again. Thinking back to The Gathering, replaying each voice in my mind, arguing with them on why we must not leave the others behind.

I’m exhausted —tired, weak, and soft. It always came during the night, never a normal hour, not even at 2:00 AM, but later. I was a slave to something I could not comprehend. Every night it came.


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