The Cave of Phantoms
It’s dark, your scared!
You’re in cave.
You can’t see a way out.
You cower in the corner in darkness.
You open your eyes for a second and look above, Phantoms swoop and swirl darting in and out..appearing and disappearing.
They are like flashes of light, but they make you tremble as you try and focus on their image. Each one seems different…. it’s hard to see them as you keep wanting to look away and close your eyes in the darkness.
It’s the only place you can feel safe, in the corner, eyes closed, waiting for something to save you or show you a way out.
You know you have to escape the cave. You can’t stay here forever, in fear, in darkness, scared. You have to look for a way out.
Your eyes open. Phantoms swoop. Some are small and some are big.
The smallest one grabs your attention. It’s ugly and you don’t want to look at it for more than a second. You close your eyes.
There’s something familiar about it, you look again.
It’s that terrible fear you’ve had ever since you were a child. It stays in your mind. You close your eyes.
You can only think of that phantom, the one from the past that scares you.
As you think it fades away, the phantom has gone, it’s from the past, it doesn’t matter anymore.
For a second your not sacred, then you open your eyes.
Phantoms swoop and swirl darting in and out..appearing and disappearing.