I stood gaping at the wondrous sight that lay before me. The monstrous horse with its black coat that shimmered in the moonlight stood panting hard as it tossed its head back and forth. Its rider turned to look at me, staring through its red glazed eyes. It said one word and one word only, "Come."
Shivers shot up my spine in terror. My mind was shouting at me to run fast and not stop but my legs were glued to the ground in pure, unmitigated fear. I couldn't run any more. The chase had worn me out too much. And the sight that was before my feet took my breath away.
"Come," the rider whispered. It held out its hand, beckoning me to take it. Intrigued, I reached out slightly, my curiosity overpowering my terror. Every nerve in my body shouted no but I couldn't stop myself. The rider fascinated me. I took its hand.
I nearly jumped out of my skin as it pulled me up onto the horse with such skill and precision that I blacked out for the second that I hung in mid air. The horse reared up and took off with me on it. The rider sat behind me, holding me to the saddle as we flew with incredible speed through the forest. How it dodged the branches with the agility it had I will never know, but one thing was for sure, whatever the rider was, it wasn't human. I knew deep in my gut that my life was about to change forever.
Night flew by in nothing but a blur and dawn was breaking when the horse finally began to slow. The rider tugged gently on the reins, stopping the anomaly in its tracks. It let out a scream and lowered its head to crop on the grass. The rider dismounted and held up its arms in a gesture of good will. I took its hand and jumped down off the horse's back. I looked at the rider, hoping to gain an explanation as to why it had taken me all this way. The rider, as if it had read my mind, pointed behind me. I turned slowly, expecting to find some fire breathing demon. I sighed silently in relief. It was a waterfall. The rider walked over to it and waved its hand in the air. There was a low grumbling noise and the sheet of water parted like a giant white curtain. The rider stepped inside then turned and said, "Come."
I had a split second to decide what to do. I sighed, then made up my mind. I forced my feet to move, carrying my body forward. The Rider held out its hand and pulled me through the waterfall. I looked up at its face but it was still hidden by its black hood. The Rider turned and started to walk deeper into the cave. I watched it disappear into the darkness. My heart beat faster.
"Wait. Come back," I yelled.
"Come," I heard the Rider's gentle voice whisper.
I walked forward, following the whispers of the Rider. Darkness engulfed me but it didn't turn me away. Fear no longer consumed me. Curiosity had taken over. Minutes passed like hours in the tunnel. My footsteps echoed and my watch ticked loudly, adding to the tunnel's damp, spooky feel.
A light appeared in the distance. Unknowingly, I broke into a run, sprinting towards the light. I gasped as I stepped into a mystery bigger than life itself.
I stood, taken by the sight of what the Rider had led me to. A giant temple, perhaps thousands of years old, stood in front of me. A crystal-like mass stood at the top of the steps and inside it, frozen solid, was a dragon. The rider pointed at it. I looked at it, unsure as to what it was trying to tell me. It walked up to the bottom of the steps and pointed again.
"What?" I said, "What is it that you want from me?"
The rider came up to me, grabbed my hand and started pulling me towards the steps. I yanked my hand away.
"I won't do anything until you tell me what's going on," I said, folding my arms stubbornly.
I suddenly found myself being lifted up off the ground. The rider threw me over its shoulder and began carrying me up the steps. I yelled and kicked out in a desperate protest.
"Let go of me. I demand that you put me down you
oh whatever you are," I yelled.
Thumping the Rider on the back, I tried to pull myself free of its grasp. Nothing worked. The Rider was far too strong.
When we reached the top, it stuck me on the ground and looked at me expectantly. I glared up at it, frustrated and annoyed. Why was it doing this to me? I got up and started to go back down the stairs but the Rider grabbed my shirt and flung me back down to the ground. I got up again and tried to go back down but it made a growling noise, stopping me in my tracks. I glared at it again and tried to leave. No good, it just flung me straight back.
"Stop it!" I yelled, "Tell me what's going on then I'll do whatever you like."
The Rider pointed. I clenched my fists and started to say a word that I could never repeat but hesitated. Maybe it didn't understand me. But it had spoken in pure English before. It had told me to come in a smooth English accent. I jumped as it growled.
"Don't growl at me," I said, "I don't understand what you want me to do. Just tell me."
The Rider walked up towards me and grabbed my hand. It pulled me over to the statue. I did nothing to stop it this time though; I just let it take me. This was the reason why I was here in the first place. I had let this monster take me and had done nothing to stop it.
The Rider put my hand palm up. It put its own hand underneath and put it on the crystal. It zapped me as soon as I touched it. Gasping, I tried to pull away but the Rider kept it there. Pressing my hand right up against it, it held it there. Pain shot up my arm. I tried to yank myself away again. No use. There was no getting away. My only choice was to remain there and take the pain. Tears dripped down my face as the pain intensified. Why was this happening?
With a pained yelp, I gave one last yank at my hand then felt myself go limp.
I shot up out of bed with a startled cry. What? I looked around, my heart almost leaping out of my chest; my breath heavy and ragged. Then, with a sigh of relief, I flopped back down onto the mattress below me. It had just been a dream.