Part 1
Emily lay there,, on the soft Double cot bed of hers.. The Sheets were a mess…. And so were the bed spreads… The white cushions were stained,, RED .. By blood probably or was it?… Over head.. she could see the lamp glowing with all its might…. And its light was so blinding… she couldn’t really guess what was going on.. where was she!?..... why was she there,…. What was going to happen next… All These questions .. were running though her mind!!!...As a guy chasing the girl of his dreams!! The room was white,,, off white though at all those artistic arches, ornamental ceilings and enhancing art works inspired by 18th century India.
Then suddenly something happened,, Like an oasis inside a desert, Like a deafening blast in silence,,, Like a sudden gift of vision to a guy who has been blind all his life,,, Emily heard the door crack open.. and saw a figure, she thought would be her savior,,,,, Savior.. She had decided and told herself that it had to be some one who had come to help her.. to rescue her.. to take her away from this place… Cause right from the moment she had her eyes opened.. She was feeling weird…!!! Unsafe.. Insecure… the closed door kind off gave her a bad feeling from the first instance.. It seemed like the door,, It was slammed shut. Never ever going to be opened back for her, again.
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Tall , well built was the man who stood before her eyes,, And it was all she could make out of the haze… The silhouette of the figure that stood before her … Chiseled body… Muscular arms.. legs. Brawny bosom. .. and a bald head… She really prayed and wished that it was him!!... After all these few moments of terror,, of the fear of unknown… the figure, she thought,, had ought to be friendly…
And then the man leaned forward… The mere touch of him made Emily tremble….. But it felt soothing as he lifted her!!!,, Now walking though the door.. her heart had stopped racing.. She knew who it was.. That touch.. the feeling.. she can never forget it.. The arms she was in.. Was one of the fewest places where she would find peace ,care and ,armor It was John… Her John…… As the walked out of the door.. he looked at her.. and smiled.. She smiled back.. But there were many more things hidden in her smile…. Happiness, relief and most importantly ,love, for him,,,, She couldn’t yet make out where was she…. But the fact that John was there… gave her a fairy tale like tingle .. a prince who always comes to rescue the troubled princes.. The warrior who’s always there too protect the girl!!!.
They walked down the stairs.. went out through the main door.. to the courtyard!,,, where he out Emily down.. She didn’t want to get down!!!,,But she was more concerned about the John.. Being a scientist had its own pros and cons!!!! They climbed into his car,, and the drive began.. a drive she didn’t knew from where or where it would end!!!!!!!
John Smith was a scientist at Newtown Research Facility!!,,,,, Born poor,, abandoned.. brought up at a local orphanage in London.. Ambitious,,, that is and is only the word that can be used to showcase what he used to be from childhood. Being a doctor, he had that dream in him.. cause the most inspirational man in his life.. Ref Father Jacob Marshall was one. But he wanted to be a doctor with difference!,,, And all of it led him to being one of the world’s most famous medical scientist.. But One thing that no one knew was his desire to be rich.. by hook or by crook.. something that gave him a lethal edge over all his good qualities!!!!!!
And this famous persona him itself had set up his meeting with Emily.. It was more of a love at first sight for Emily. She had fallen for the man.. the moment they were introduced at the new year eve’s party at a friend’s….. The Day now exits for her as more of an anniversary celebration rather than a new year’s eve.
But for john.. he looked at her as his jackpot.. It seemed to him as if she was the reward.. A reward he was being endowed with for all those hard work he had put in.. Everything, but riches. He had in his life.. And in Emily he saw that. Money and wealth,. Some of the few things that can drive a man crazy.. It was all as quick as lighting since that day.. their first date was the very next day.. and the courtship carried on for almost 4 months!!,, And then the couple tied the knot.. a They soon had a baby boy too.. Max… Life was like the exact image EMILY had in her mind.. Every time they made love…!! She would feel more close to him.. She would feel complete.. She felt like the luckiest woman alive on earth,,,,
On the contrary,, for john it was all part of the big master plan he had in his mind.. The marriage ,all fake …. The kid was all but a social security symbol , so that no one ever would doubt him in his plans… Every time they made love. John felt like he was punishing a slave.. Day in and day out, he acted,, in front of his colleagues,, society and, and most importantly Emily,,,,, But inside the fire would always be burning…. The desire.. the plan.. he was just waiting for the day… The day he would put the wheels into motion... and get what he always he had deserved.. but never got, but believed Emily was the chance God gave him to get his rights..
Part 2
This side of John Smith .. no one ever knew about it… He appeared so different to the outside world… that the people close to him won’t even believe that he had a evil side,, full of revenge,, anger and frustrations.. Even if it was the pope himself claming any such thing….
During His studies and research the one thing that fascinated him was dreams… The power they contained,,, He had understood the fact that if one pursues the dreams, with his heart, he would achieve it,,, no mater how many or how big the obstacles may be.. And the proof for the matter fact.. he saw in himself… He was famous,,, and an doc… More of a scientist kind.. as he always wanted.. And so when it came to being rich.. He was sure about the fact that ,, as always in his life dreams are going to play an important role here too.. But this time. He didn’t want it to be something that happens during the sleep.. a mere activity.. performed by every living soul.. Not just anything that’s just inspirational.. He wanted it to be the key!,, HE wanted Dreams to be the hero of His self cooked story!,,, Apparently he was obsessed with dreams!!,,,
Some where he had read that people can be influenced in dreams!,, You can make people do what you want them to do,,, You can control them!,,,, All you need is to find a way to enter their dreams.. or make them enter yours!!!,,, Hypnotism was always a second choice for him,, Much of a plan B,,, cause for John.. Things had to be different!!,, he wanted to invent his own some way,, Some thing that would never be detected , completely fool proof.. And this mere thought gave him the inspirations!.. The thought laid the foundation… It buried the seeds… whose crops he hoped to devour..
Uncomparable reading, research, experiments, and finally he came up with a device.. HALLUCINATOR,,, He believed he could enter the dreams of people through it!... HE had dedicated his precious life to come up with such a device!!!! The device,helped the user to enter the dreams of whomsoever he wanted to, create his on set up.. and make the target dance according to the tunes of the pied piper,,, …….
The first Experiment, his secretary, Laila McDonald… He drugged her coffee.. and she was down and out for hours.. After the whole set up… creating his own world in her dreams , invited her into it.. He was always fascinated by how much she loved her boy friend, Ryan Mattews.. The only two persons she trusted was her dad Robert McDonald and her love.. But sadly Mr. McDonald was already enjoying his holiday up in heavens .
In her world, he took her to the McDonald mansion.. The old man was lying on his death bed .. Desperate to get out a secret out from his heart,,, to his baby… All he said was,” Princess, Ryan’s cheating on you.. He’s fooling around.. He would betray you any moment he wants” ..
Next day headlines of the newspapers read. : “Women Kills her boyfriend and commits suicide..”
Yeah.. The Hallucinator was a success now..
Since that day,,, John planned on ways to plant the worm inside Emily,… Ways , on how he could get her killed by herself,,, and yet walk away unquestioned.. with dignity within the society.. and most importantly with all her wealth,, Money, greed. Every bit of goodness in him was sucked by those two things!, Like an infant sucks out milk when the mother feeds.. till the last drop…
And then on the D day. John did the same with Emily as he had did with Laila.. Few Sleeping pills to a glass of milk. And she was all there for him to execute his mission………….
When In dreams You Never know from where you arrive .. how you come or end up.
where was she!..... why was she there,…. What was going to happen next… All These questions .. were running though her mind!!!.
She was in a dream. She was there cause John had set her up there….
John very well knew that one thing that EMliy cant with stand is guilt.. So at the end of their drive. John took her to a drive in cinema… It played a scene.. Young Emily and her brother. She pushing him into the pool.. and laughing as she saw him drown… Sitting next to him.. Emily had tear drops in her eyes.. And John had a wicked smile on his face.. He knew he had won….
The worm had been planted…………
First thing Emily did after waking up the next morning was grab a bottle of whiskey,, and the keys to her car… The whiskey to withstand the guilt she had contained in her self. The thought.. that she had killed her Little, own brother… Made her think she did not have any right to live,,,, She furiously drove her car though the alleys.. footpaths… and then a Bus…
A newspaper write next day: “Drinking and driving.. Woman gets killed”:
And with Emily’s death being clear to the world as an accident. John had won.. HE had succeed in wat he had planned.. He considered this as his biggest prize.. Grandest acclamation.. Much, much ,Much more than the million dollar inheritance from Emily’s properties.. and the other millions he was going to make out of the Insurance policies…..
And as always he knew .. Dreams were his keys to success..
Epilogue
“And the first prize goes to Miss Betty Paul”, announced the Judge… As the 16 year old made her way to the stage to collect her Prize for the sma;; story she had submitted.. The crowd could not help but to stand up and clap for the child genius,,, But there was one person who was smiling.. But it was more of a wicked one.. It was Betty’s elder sister Paula,,, Just like any other day with pen and paper.. and she had made Betty a over night genius.. .. And inside.. She was waiting for the day her book got released.. and the day she would be waving to much larger crowd than this.
Dreams here too ….
Emily lay there,, on the soft Double cot bed of hers.. The Sheets were a mess…. And so were the bed spreads… The white cushions were stained,, RED .. By blood probably or was it?… Over head.. she could see the lamp glowing with all its might…. And its light was so blinding… she couldn’t really guess what was going on.. where was she!?..... why was she there,…. What was going to happen next… All These questions .. were running though her mind!!!...As a guy chasing the girl of his dreams!! The room was white,,, off white though at all those artistic arches, ornamental ceilings and enhancing art works inspired by 18th century India.
Then suddenly something happened,, Like an oasis inside a desert, Like a deafening blast in silence,,, Like a sudden gift of vision to a guy who has been blind all his life,,, Emily heard the door crack open.. and saw a figure, she thought would be her savior,,,,, Savior.. She had decided and told herself that it had to be some one who had come to help her.. to rescue her.. to take her away from this place… Cause right from the moment she had her eyes opened.. She was feeling weird…!!! Unsafe.. Insecure… the closed door kind off gave her a bad feeling from the first instance.. It seemed like the door,, It was slammed shut. Never ever going to be opened back for her, again.
.
Tall , well built was the man who stood before her eyes,, And it was all she could make out of the haze… The silhouette of the figure that stood before her … Chiseled body… Muscular arms.. legs. Brawny bosom. .. and a bald head… She really prayed and wished that it was him!!... After all these few moments of terror,, of the fear of unknown… the figure, she thought,, had ought to be friendly…
And then the man leaned forward… The mere touch of him made Emily tremble….. But it felt soothing as he lifted her!!!,, Now walking though the door.. her heart had stopped racing.. She knew who it was.. That touch.. the feeling.. she can never forget it.. The arms she was in.. Was one of the fewest places where she would find peace ,care and ,armor It was John… Her John…… As the walked out of the door.. he looked at her.. and smiled.. She smiled back.. But there were many more things hidden in her smile…. Happiness, relief and most importantly ,love, for him,,,, She couldn’t yet make out where was she…. But the fact that John was there… gave her a fairy tale like tingle .. a prince who always comes to rescue the troubled princes.. The warrior who’s always there too protect the girl!!!.
They walked down the stairs.. went out through the main door.. to the courtyard!,,, where he out Emily down.. She didn’t want to get down!!!,,But she was more concerned about the John.. Being a scientist had its own pros and cons!!!! They climbed into his car,, and the drive began.. a drive she didn’t knew from where or where it would end!!!!!!!
John Smith was a scientist at Newtown Research Facility!!,,,,, Born poor,, abandoned.. brought up at a local orphanage in London.. Ambitious,,, that is and is only the word that can be used to showcase what he used to be from childhood. Being a doctor, he had that dream in him.. cause the most inspirational man in his life.. Ref Father Jacob Marshall was one. But he wanted to be a doctor with difference!,,, And all of it led him to being one of the world’s most famous medical scientist.. But One thing that no one knew was his desire to be rich.. by hook or by crook.. something that gave him a lethal edge over all his good qualities!!!!!!
And this famous persona him itself had set up his meeting with Emily.. It was more of a love at first sight for Emily. She had fallen for the man.. the moment they were introduced at the new year eve’s party at a friend’s….. The Day now exits for her as more of an anniversary celebration rather than a new year’s eve.
But for john.. he looked at her as his jackpot.. It seemed to him as if she was the reward.. A reward he was being endowed with for all those hard work he had put in.. Everything, but riches. He had in his life.. And in Emily he saw that. Money and wealth,. Some of the few things that can drive a man crazy.. It was all as quick as lighting since that day.. their first date was the very next day.. and the courtship carried on for almost 4 months!!,, And then the couple tied the knot.. a They soon had a baby boy too.. Max… Life was like the exact image EMILY had in her mind.. Every time they made love…!! She would feel more close to him.. She would feel complete.. She felt like the luckiest woman alive on earth,,,,
On the contrary,, for john it was all part of the big master plan he had in his mind.. The marriage ,all fake …. The kid was all but a social security symbol , so that no one ever would doubt him in his plans… Every time they made love. John felt like he was punishing a slave.. Day in and day out, he acted,, in front of his colleagues,, society and, and most importantly Emily,,,,, But inside the fire would always be burning…. The desire.. the plan.. he was just waiting for the day… The day he would put the wheels into motion... and get what he always he had deserved.. but never got, but believed Emily was the chance God gave him to get his rights..
Part 2
This side of John Smith .. no one ever knew about it… He appeared so different to the outside world… that the people close to him won’t even believe that he had a evil side,, full of revenge,, anger and frustrations.. Even if it was the pope himself claming any such thing….
During His studies and research the one thing that fascinated him was dreams… The power they contained,,, He had understood the fact that if one pursues the dreams, with his heart, he would achieve it,,, no mater how many or how big the obstacles may be.. And the proof for the matter fact.. he saw in himself… He was famous,,, and an doc… More of a scientist kind.. as he always wanted.. And so when it came to being rich.. He was sure about the fact that ,, as always in his life dreams are going to play an important role here too.. But this time. He didn’t want it to be something that happens during the sleep.. a mere activity.. performed by every living soul.. Not just anything that’s just inspirational.. He wanted it to be the key!,, HE wanted Dreams to be the hero of His self cooked story!,,, Apparently he was obsessed with dreams!!,,,
Some where he had read that people can be influenced in dreams!,, You can make people do what you want them to do,,, You can control them!,,,, All you need is to find a way to enter their dreams.. or make them enter yours!!!,,, Hypnotism was always a second choice for him,, Much of a plan B,,, cause for John.. Things had to be different!!,, he wanted to invent his own some way,, Some thing that would never be detected , completely fool proof.. And this mere thought gave him the inspirations!.. The thought laid the foundation… It buried the seeds… whose crops he hoped to devour..
Uncomparable reading, research, experiments, and finally he came up with a device.. HALLUCINATOR,,, He believed he could enter the dreams of people through it!... HE had dedicated his precious life to come up with such a device!!!! The device,helped the user to enter the dreams of whomsoever he wanted to, create his on set up.. and make the target dance according to the tunes of the pied piper,,, …….
The first Experiment, his secretary, Laila McDonald… He drugged her coffee.. and she was down and out for hours.. After the whole set up… creating his own world in her dreams , invited her into it.. He was always fascinated by how much she loved her boy friend, Ryan Mattews.. The only two persons she trusted was her dad Robert McDonald and her love.. But sadly Mr. McDonald was already enjoying his holiday up in heavens .
In her world, he took her to the McDonald mansion.. The old man was lying on his death bed .. Desperate to get out a secret out from his heart,,, to his baby… All he said was,” Princess, Ryan’s cheating on you.. He’s fooling around.. He would betray you any moment he wants” ..
Next day headlines of the newspapers read. : “Women Kills her boyfriend and commits suicide..”
Yeah.. The Hallucinator was a success now..
Since that day,,, John planned on ways to plant the worm inside Emily,… Ways , on how he could get her killed by herself,,, and yet walk away unquestioned.. with dignity within the society.. and most importantly with all her wealth,, Money, greed. Every bit of goodness in him was sucked by those two things!, Like an infant sucks out milk when the mother feeds.. till the last drop…
And then on the D day. John did the same with Emily as he had did with Laila.. Few Sleeping pills to a glass of milk. And she was all there for him to execute his mission………….
When In dreams You Never know from where you arrive .. how you come or end up.
where was she!..... why was she there,…. What was going to happen next… All These questions .. were running though her mind!!!.
She was in a dream. She was there cause John had set her up there….
John very well knew that one thing that EMliy cant with stand is guilt.. So at the end of their drive. John took her to a drive in cinema… It played a scene.. Young Emily and her brother. She pushing him into the pool.. and laughing as she saw him drown… Sitting next to him.. Emily had tear drops in her eyes.. And John had a wicked smile on his face.. He knew he had won….
The worm had been planted…………
First thing Emily did after waking up the next morning was grab a bottle of whiskey,, and the keys to her car… The whiskey to withstand the guilt she had contained in her self. The thought.. that she had killed her Little, own brother… Made her think she did not have any right to live,,,, She furiously drove her car though the alleys.. footpaths… and then a Bus…
A newspaper write next day: “Drinking and driving.. Woman gets killed”:
And with Emily’s death being clear to the world as an accident. John had won.. HE had succeed in wat he had planned.. He considered this as his biggest prize.. Grandest acclamation.. Much, much ,Much more than the million dollar inheritance from Emily’s properties.. and the other millions he was going to make out of the Insurance policies…..
And as always he knew .. Dreams were his keys to success..
Epilogue
“And the first prize goes to Miss Betty Paul”, announced the Judge… As the 16 year old made her way to the stage to collect her Prize for the sma;; story she had submitted.. The crowd could not help but to stand up and clap for the child genius,,, But there was one person who was smiling.. But it was more of a wicked one.. It was Betty’s elder sister Paula,,, Just like any other day with pen and paper.. and she had made Betty a over night genius.. .. And inside.. She was waiting for the day her book got released.. and the day she would be waving to much larger crowd than this.
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