Whispers of the Void What Lurks Beneath the Abyss

Whispers of the Void What Lurks Beneath the Abyss

last updateLast Updated : 2022-03-30
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Phil tormented by horrifying nightmares discovered a mysterious book about dreams during his 13th birthday. Stalked by abominations and monstrous entities in his dreams Phil looked for solutions until he finds an answer. Learning how to journey in his sleep Phil carelessly dove down and arrived at the Abyss of Dreams. Peering down the abyss Phil saw a gigantic creature imprisoned, the large creature felt Phil’s presence and as it was about to open its eye Phil woke up. As days went by strange things happen as people around the city where Phil lived mysteriously fell into coma. Can he solve the mystery of the people who fell in a coma? What is his connection in this accident? Find out more in the story Whispers of the Void What Lurks Beneath the Abyss: The Prisoner in the Abyss of Dreams.

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Chapter 1

Chapter 1

The beeping of the alarm clock startled me awake. My back was drenched in a cold sweat as I recall the nightmare I just had. But no matter how I concentrated I cannot recall a thing except how I was swallowed by a horrendous creature.

                '7:00 AM'

                I sat in my bed and turned off the beeping alarm clock. Slowly calming myself down from the nightmare I just had. I can hear the soft clanging of dishes and the smell of something cooking downstairs.

                Mom was preparing breakfast for the family, but something does not feel right. I can smell something fishy downstairs albeit subtle but it was there.

                                "Phil... Come downstairs, breakfast is ready."

                I heard my mom calling me, something on her voice unsettled me but I did not know what it was. As I walked downstairs, I could not help but notice the fishy smell slowly getting stronger.

                                'Maybe mom is cooking fish for breakfast'

                I could not help but think.

                                In the dining room, I saw father reading the morning newspaper quietly in his seat, staring daggers at it trying to burn a hole through. Mom has her back turned against me as she was cooking some dishes.

                As a sat down on my chair I noticed the eggs on toast and bacon on the side, but strangely there was no fish.

                I turned and looked at my father's plate and he had the same food as mine, but only it was untouched.

                                'Odd'

                I think to myself.

                Father was not the type of a man to leave something in front of him uneaten before he goes whatever he does. That was one of his strict rules in the house.

                I turned to look at mother; she was still frying eggs and cooking bacon for herself.

                                'Something is wrong here.'

                I thought to myself as the beat of my heart slowly rose as I felt that something was amiss, mom had traumatic experience when she was young and that resulted in her having stomach ache and vomiting when she eats large amounts of meat.

                I can feel my heart pounding against my chest as the room suddenly turned cold; I noticed that the room was eerily quiet.

                I could not hear the sizzling of the oil, nor the pages turning on the newspaper.

                I called out to my parents.

                                "Mom. Dad."

                Nothing, mom was still standing at the front of the stove top but now she was breathing heavily and dad was clenching his fist like he was furious at something nearly ripping the newspaper apart.

                I was slowly getting up from my chair, ready to run away from this place but I stopped and noticed, I was paralyzed by fear as I watched in horror as I saw the skies outside my house. It was blood red and splotches of black can be seen like something bore a hole in the skies, there was no sun no clouds or chirping morning birds, everything was deathly quiet it felt like the calm before the storm.

                I called to my parents now with clear fear in my voice.

                                "Mom. Dad. What is happening?"

                But nothing, not even a reply they were just there like a picture frozen in time. Father was not even turning the pages of the newspaper or clenching his fist anymore and mother was just standing there staring at the frying pan.

                In the deathly silence, the thing I could only hear was the loud beating of my heart, my vision was slowly getting blurry as tears pooled in my eyes as seconds passed that felt like hours, then like a light at the end of a tunnel I heard a voice.

                                "Free..."

                The wind howled as it rattled the kitchen window, flashes of light can be seen on the sky but strangely there were no clouds.

                I called out to mom as I heard her talking quietly.

                                "Mom!"

                                "Set... Free..."

                She tilted her head upwards as I heard the bones in her neck break, her wide open mouth now in a smile as blood pooled out of her eyes and nose, the smell of rot and decay wafted out of her.

                                "Set... Free..."

                As she chanted her voice slowly changed, from the voice of a caring mother that I remembered to a guttural scream.

                                "Free..."

                Her body then collapsed on the floor as she twisted and writhed, clear cracking of the bones can be heard as more blood pooled out of her. Gurgling screams came out of her as blood filled her windpipe yet she still chanted.

                                "Set... Free..."

                My eyes bulged out, my throat hurt, I was screaming begging for whatever god to save my mother from what was currently happening to her.

                                "Father! Help! Something is happening to mom..."

                I called out to my father hoping that he might know what was happening. As I snatched the newspaper away from my father, I heard him muttering.

                                "Set... Me..."

                His eyes fell out of his sockets as I watched the eyeballs roll off the table. He tilted his head and in a maddening scream, he shouted.

                                "Set... Me... Free!!!"

                His eyeholes transformed into mouths as he convulsed slumped into the table. Tentacles burst out in his back as they waved wildly, black liquid seeped out of his body and slowly spread out on all parts of the room.

                The figure that was once my mother was steadily crawling towards me, its crooked head was looking up as it crawled with its limbs slowly. While the thing that was my father was still convulsing laughing maniacally as small tentacles sprouted on every part of his body. The stench was unbearable like rotting meat that was left under the sun; I could not help but gag and vomit on the floor. I noticed worm-like creatures wriggling in my vomit as I felt some of them in my mouth.

                I was vomiting more and more until I felt I could not vomit anymore, tears streamed down my face as I saw the two creatures slowly moving towards me, I dashed towards the front door but I saw the house slowly turning into a creature, the walls turning into flesh, eyes dotted the ceiling and mouths were popping out like weeds, tentacles were littered everywhere I see.

                                "No!! No! Somebody, help me!!!"

                I screamed as I can, my throat ached and my chest hurt. But all of it was for naught.

                The abominations that were once my parents were still chanting, louder and louder as the mouths on the wall joined its maddening cacophony. Black ooze with the smell of rot, death and decay slowly dripped out of the eyes that were watching me with maniacal glee.

                I ran towards the window in an attempt to escape from this hellhole, but before I could get near I was stopped on my tracks, to my horror tentacles covered the window. I can see the outside from the spaces between the tentacles, large creatures with mouths filled with jagged teeth littered its body came out of the holes in the sky devouring any structures that got on its way.

                My focus returned when I heard the chanting getting nearer

                                "Set... Me... Free!!!"

                My back is against the wall as I see the two creatures coming towards me. A tentacle bound my feet preventing me from running away and another was binding my hands crucifying me tightly on the wall.

                The creature that was my mother had its upside-down head towards me as a large tentacle was coming out of my mother's mouth, while the creature that was my father had its hand holding my head as tentacles pried my mouth wide open, his other hand was above my eyes as small tentacles were wriggling out of control.

                They stood there staring at me for a second grinning from ear to ear, then the abomination that was my mother jabbed the tentacle in my open mouth. I gagged as a thick tentacle wriggled inside my throat down towards my stomach. The creature that was my father stabbed its hands in my eye taking away my vision, the pain from my eyes was unbearable as small tentacles invaded around my eyeball and wriggled their way towards my brain. I tried to scream but I can't. The chanting was deafening, the smell was nauseating, the pain was unbearable, I was slowly passing out and thanking whatever god may be out there to put an end to this torture.

                                "SET ME FREE!!!"

                It screamed.

                I jolted out of my bed, drenched in a cold sweat while my heart was beating loudly. I was dizzy and slowly worked my way towards the comfort room as I realized that it was all a nightmare. I washed my face in cold water and stared in the mirror. I could not help but gag on the sink as I remembered the tentacle-ridden abominations in my dream, the nauseating smell, and the unbearable pain. I shivered and slowly make my way back to my room,  I huddled on the corner of my bed and looked at my alarm clock.

                '3:00 AM'

                Terrified to fall asleep again, I sat there staring at the wall waiting for morning to come.

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51 Chapters
Chapter 1
The beeping of the alarm clock startled me awake. My back was drenched in a cold sweat as I recall the nightmare I just had. But no matter how I concentrated I cannot recall a thing except how I was swallowed by a horrendous creature.                '7:00 AM'                I sat in my bed and turned off the beeping alarm clock. Slowly calming myself down from the nightmare I just had. I can hear the soft clanging of dishes and the smell of something cooking downstairs.                Mom was preparing breakfast for the family, but something does not feel right. I can smell something fishy downstairs albeit subtle but it was there.                 
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Chapter 2
Phil arrived at school at 8:00 AM with dark bags under his eyes and a sickly color on his skin. He did not fall asleep again after he had the horrifying nightmare, terrified that he may be subjected to such a nightmarish experience again.                Although the school campus was a private institute, it was rather old and a little dilapidated, a place where ghost stories and mysterious tales were often heard. From weird kids to athletic jocks the school was full of students since it was the only middle school that is available in the city; it was home to this numerous kids.                                "Good morning Phil."                Greeted Eric.
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Chapter 3
Phil screamed at the top of his lungs and stood up from where he was seated. He heaved violently like a drowning man finally able to gasp for air; cold sweat drenched his back as he tried to calm himself down. After he finally calmed down he noticed numerous pairs of eyes were staring at him.                Mrs. Vilbar was staring daggers at him as she squinted her eyes.                                "Mr. Craft, I hope you have a valid reason for interrupting my class."                She stated with clear annoyance in her voice.                    &nbs
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Chapter 4
                Phil arrived at Seth's office; he knocked on the door and waited for permission to go in.                                "Come in."                Seth's voice called.                Phil went in and saw Seth sitting at his desk wearing white gloves and reading a clay tablet, signs of weathering and broken-off pieces were easily noticeable as the piece was clearly archaic. Phil looked around and saw shelves of books pertaining to human psychology and the history of cultures, the room was filled with the smell of dust and musty old books similar to a library. 
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Chapter 5
                Two days passed and it was Phil's birthday. Phil was still a little pale since his nightmares didn't end, but now he could understand a little what his nightmare seem to mean because of the discussion he had with his teacher Seth. Although he could not stomach the realistic sensations of being tortured in his dreams he was somewhat slightly accustomed to it, although he still shivers on the thought about it.                Both of his parents took the day off to be with him and that made him very happy, Phil knows that even though they are very much busy they still love him. He watched with glee as people he had not seen for a year came and joined him for his 13th birthday.                      &
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Chapter 6
                Liber Somniorum is an old book that contains the mystery of dreams and how to navigate its plains. It explains how the plains of dreams are divided. First is the 'Shallows', a place where you will find yourself at the beginning of your sleep, the outside can influence your dreams and manipulate them based on your understanding, for example, the sound of water dripping outside can be projected in one's dream. Second is the 'Plain of Desire and Idea', it is the largest part of the plains and the most crowded, this is the place where your normal dreams happen. The third is the 'Deep', a place where people find themselves deep asleep that they experience no dreams at all. Next is the so-called 'Twilight Zone', a place filled with miasma that comes from the abyss, the miasma induces nightmares in the people who come in contact with it, the twilight zone on occasion erupts thus sending miasma toward
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Chapter 7
                Eric woke up in cold sweat; he clutched his head in pain as he remembered the shadow hands that grabbed the white figure. But even though he was afraid some part of him was curious, curious to see if the answers he was looking for can be found in the abyss. Eric walked out of his room and made his way downstairs, the house was oddly quiet, he looked at the clock and to his surprise, it was already noon thankfully it was a Saturday and there was no reason for Eric to go to school.                               Eric made his way towards his father's private laboratory, his father was not home at the moment and Eric guessed that his father must be at the institute and working today, he slowly walked towards a room in the far corner o
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Chapter 8
                Phil looked around him and smiled contently, he had achieved his goals in coming to the 'Plain of Sleep'.                 Curious about everything surrounding him, he swam around and looked everywhere. Phil remembered about what was beyond the shallows that his grandfather had seen and he wanted to see it for himself, at first he swam slowly, he felt like he was swimming in syrup and that it was hard to move around but he persevered and arrived at the 'shallow'.                 Phil looked up towards the sky, but to his surprise what he saw was not the sky his grandfather was talking about, but a reflection of himself. The surface of the shallows was like a mirror, he found it odd since his grandfather di
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Chapter 9
                It was already the next morning when Phil woke up tired and hungry, he was confused since he was asleep the whole time and he soon discovered why this was the case. Traveling in the plains of sleep depletes your energy since 'Lucid Divers' do not connect to their tethers and directly use the energy of their souls resulting in the diver feeling exhausted once he wakes up rather than refreshed like the normal dreamers.                Phil walked out of his room to head downstairs and eat his breakfast since he was famished. When he arrived he found that his parents were packing their respective bags.                                "Mom Dad where are you
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Chapter 10
                Phil froze as the old man's embrace grew tighter.                                "Set... Me... Free... Phil..."                The old man grew thick black tentacles in his back, his face melted in a black puddle revealing dark holes as numerous as honeycombs on his head. Moments later black caterpillars crawl out of the holes on the old man's face.                The caterpillars were abominations as well, their bodies are filled with black hairs, and their heads were that of Phil when he was young crying to his grandpa while others were smiling. The caterpillars simult
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