Inside The Darkness

Prolouge

He woke up after another sweaty dream. But it wasn't like it never happened before. Gasping, he searched for the glass of water he had put on his bedside table. When he found it, he immediately gulped down all the water.

Blood. There was blood everywhere. Everywhere on the kitchen sink. Also there was a broken plate.

That was all he had dreamed that had him sweating furiously. He glanced at the wall clock. 2:39 am was seen in red colour on his digital clock. He thought about going back to sleep. But after contemplating on that for a bit, he plugged his head phones in his phone and went to YouTube.

Meet Niall Horan, a 17 years old lad from Mullingar, Ireland. Though he lives in London with his family. A small family of four people. His father Bobby Horan, mother Maura Horan, older brother Greg Horan and himself. Niall goes to the local London High School. But the most interesting thing about himself is that he dreams. Not some ordinary dreams that you or I dream. But something that seems to happen in future.

Nobody knows about his dreams though, at least not yet. He is sure if he said anyone about his dreams, they would think he is crazy and send him off to some mental ward. His scrawny ass won't last a day there. So he keeps his dreams to himself. Until all hell break loose.

Hiya! I have decided to use this fine opportunity of postponed exams and quarantine to start writing again. I can't promise to regularly update though since the moment things get better my board exam would start which is like final exam to graduate high school. Then my battle to get into a public uni would start. So I know this is a bad idea to start at this moment but hey, who cares!

I would like some input though since I have this bad habit of starting a story without any proper storyline. That's how I started and finished my first book "For The Love" (yeah, shamelessly promoting). Let me know how you feel about this chapter.

Love you.