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TOPIC: A dream within a dream.

CajunSass

Nightmares and Dreamscapes

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Date: Dec 13, 2008

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She had managed to keep the nightmares at bay long enough to catch an hour or two of shut eye on the flight to Rome. Inside her head, Venna knew she was being completely stupid. No, not just stupid. Insane. It was insane to fly ten plus hours just to walk into the death trap you'd barely escaped from before. But the game had changed, hadn't it? The voices in her head, the nightmares that plagued her dreams so that she wished she was an insomniac, they were very real. And very disturbing. Was it any wonder, then, that she would choose death over life that felt like death? Gideon would kill her. She was fairly certain he hadn't found out yet, but that was only a good guess, based off of the fact that he hadn't tracked her down before she'd gotten on the plane thirteen hours earlier. And now, jet lagged and groggy, and desperate for a dreamless sleep, Venna stood near the famed Piazza Navona without a clue where to go or what to do. All she knew was that this was the place of her nightmares. Swallowing, she headed towards the small hotel she had made a reservation at and walked in. After checking in and getting up to her room, she tossed her bags to the ground and sat on the edge of the bed. Her cell phone was taken out, but all she could do was stare at it. What had she done. Jesus, what had she done. This was a mistake. If she had a lick of common sense, she would check back out in the morning and book the first flight back to the states. She felt .. alone and vulnerable. Her brother was in the states. John had gone off to who knew where. And who even knew if Diego was really here in this strange city. With second thoughts and possible regrets swimming in her mind, Venna fell back against the bed she'd been sitting on and closed her eyes. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * She couldn't tell, not in her dream state, if it had been seconds, minutes, or even hours since she'd fallen asleep. Her dreams, her nightmares gave no thought to time. No thought to logic, or reason. All she knew was that she spilled into the dream, as though she'd leapt into a giant, ice cold pool, and when she surfaced, the images that played in her head .. horrified her. There was a square .. and a basilica. A church that stood tall and proud in the last light of the day. It was St. Peter's, she could tell that much. And in that square, she saw them. The snakes. Not just Diego, but that Asian bitch and the woman who had terrified her enough to cause her to shackle herself in John's loft for weeks. The faces of the snakes slid away, wiped clean as though sand had rippled across them, burying them into nothingness. But they were replaced with a heaviness that was far worse, much darker than she could have imagined. It had no face, and yet it came up, as though to swallow her hole. As the darkness engulfed her, she screamed. Loudly .. loud enough to jerk herself out of the nightmare. As hazels opened, she heaved out a breath and sat upright. Shaking her head, mentally, she swore that even death by the snake would be more merciful than this. And so she vowed to track him down. If he was indeed in the city, of course. __________________

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