Running his finger's down her smooth creamy skin,he began to feel touches all over his body. Opening his eyes,he found himself surrounded by thousands of corpses all reaching for him around the bed as it erupted into flames. Suddenly they began crawling all over him as he began to suffocate as Aloona began to scream in ecstasy as she leaned forward and whispered,"How far are you willing to go in this rabbit's whole?"
Breathless,Frank couldn't even speak as the corpses began tearing his body apart as Aloona howled in pleasure to his suffering as the flames made his flesh boil. His bloodshot eyes,paced from side to side as he witnessed his own massacre,while looking in the corner of the room to see the woman in black watching h the dark.
Suddenly Frank used all his strength to lunge himself up to find himself screaming in a mad stupor. Then in a flash of a eye,he found himself on the mat of the shack again clothed and in one peace as Aloona ran in the room.
Candle in hand as she rushed to calm him,"Easy...easy,Frank...calm down..you were just having a night terror...easy." Frank's mind was in shambles as Aloona's calm voice began to halt the trama of his body. After awhile his breathing slowed as she patted the sweat from his forehead and gave him some water to drink.
Frank looked up at Aloona's beautiful face,trying not to imagine the mad sex fiend that tried to kill him in his dreams. Then he spoke in demand,"Who is that woman in the portrait? The woman,you said was your mother."
Aloona withdrew the rag from his head as she sat it down beside him and slowly sat on the bed. Frank quickly moved away from her startled as her expression was shy of shocked,"I'm not going to hurt you Frank."
He went silent as he pressed his question more,Aloona exhaled deeply as if she was drained of energy as she spoke.
" The woman in the portrait is my mother,Zena Sekorsky. She was the daughter of a merchant from Europe who had taken a dress maker as a wife. Together they fled to America to make a better life for themselves,but life can be cruel. Both her parents had settled in these mountains years ago but ammonia claimed both of them."
"My mother being only seven at the time wandered these woods for days to the point of death as wolves stalked her every step. They were in no hurry for the meal,they waited until her tiny body couldn't go any further;unknowingly to them they weren't the only ones watching her."
"Minutes from the end my mother cried for help as her knees,plowed into the ground. It was at this time,her cry was answered by a witch,it was this witch that gave my mother the tools she needed to survive."
"Teaching her the ways of witchcraft,my mother was a diligent learner and keen to deception. As the year's passed and my mother's power's grew,she sought only one thing...complete domination. She put a blood hex on her teacher and poisoned her tea,then discovering more residents atop of the mountain,she made a pact with demon's to eradicate every living soul atop this wasteland of ice."
"Before it was over,there was an epidemic of dead wolves,birds and of course people that she used to decorate her front yard. A warning to trespassers,who found themselves on her mountain. The portrait you saw was painted by a demon,a meer symbol to madness incarnate."
Frank breath was hollow as he stuttered his words,"aa..and..how do you fit into this story?" Aloona grabbed the glass of water and took a sip as she cleared her throat saying in almost vain. " I was part of her bargain with the demon's except every bargain came at a price and ours were cruelty."
"My mother wanted a child,so they gave her one...they just never told her,she would survive the labor process. So i was born with only the company of demons and ghosts to keep me company."
Frank's eyes narrowed as he spoke in a confused state,"So I'm the first living person you've ever met?" Aloona's face became withdrawn as she shook her head,"What do you mean?" Frank began rubbing his face as he continued,"You've never laid eyes on another living soul except me?"
Suddenly Aloona began to rub Frank's arm in a nutritioning manner as her voice began to crack,"Oh Frank,i can never see another living person...that's my curse."
Frank fired back in shock," If you can never see another living person,then how come you can see m..." He Suddenly paused before finishing his sentence as he saw a tear slowly drop down Aloona's eye as she spoke in a sympathetic whisper," I thought you knew.."
In a mad panic Frank jumped off the mat,pushing Aloona to the side as he ran out the room babbling like a mad man. "No,no,no...I can't be..i can't be.." Grabbing up his jacket and bag and putting on his boots;he rushed out of the cabin as he heard Aloona rushing after him.
Her voice frail and full of agony as she spoke chasing after him,"Frank..you don't want to go outside...you don't want to know the truth!" Yet it was to late she found him standing like a statue feets from the scarecrow in the deep snow.
His eyes focus down on the ground as time and space seemed to stop as he saw his cold body laying before him. Wolves had gathered around,tearing viciously at his flesh as the blood seemed to freeze as it spilled from his wounds.
His dead glossy eyes staring back at him as he watched to carnivores chowing upon his frozen corpse. He had never survived the fall down the hill,the wolves had gotten to him before he could stand.
He felt Aloona's warm hands wrap around him as he stood watching his body being devoured. Yet all he could do is ask,"What now?" In which Aloona hugged him tight from behind and gently whispered into his ear,"That depends...how far in the rabbit's hole do you wanna go?"
The End
