Ethan Mars (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
killer_dad) wrote2011-07-04 12:45 am
killer_dad) wrote2011-07-04 12:45 am
Entry tags:
Drown
"Shaun!"
It's too late. I didn't complete the killer's trials in time and I'm too late. I rush to the well and tug helplessly at the grate covering it only to find it locked securely. There's no trace of my boy in the murky water. He's gone. I failed him. I failed my son.
"Shaun!"
I bolt upright in bed, the sheets soaked as sweat drips off my body.
"It's okay, Ethan. Shaun's fine. Wake up, sweetheart."
A hushed voice comforts me as gentle hands hold me and rub my back until I finally resurface from the nightmare.
We're okay.
It's too late. I didn't complete the killer's trials in time and I'm too late. I rush to the well and tug helplessly at the grate covering it only to find it locked securely. There's no trace of my boy in the murky water. He's gone. I failed him. I failed my son.
"Shaun!"
I bolt upright in bed, the sheets soaked as sweat drips off my body.
"It's okay, Ethan. Shaun's fine. Wake up, sweetheart."
A hushed voice comforts me as gentle hands hold me and rub my back until I finally resurface from the nightmare.
We're okay.