The Magic Of Scala Midge 4 (580 words)

...the world that was before me now was different. It was no more the darkness of the room that compels me into fear. I had no terror left in my bones and on my flesh. It was all gone.

"My dear, you're here," Russell stated and emerged from the blackness that devoured the encompassment.
"What's happening to me?"
"Don't you know?"
"Am I dead?"
"I shan't tell you and spoil the big surprise."
"What surprise? Did you bring me here to hurt me?"
"How insulting. I never hurt a fly," he sniggered. "That doesn't mean I won't hurt a human being," he continued laughing.
I tried to get out of bed but I was stuck in between the sheets. "What is this?"
"Try and remember."
"Am I going crazy?"
"Do you want to go crazy?"
"Why are you doing this to me?"
"Like I said before," he whispered and then suddenly raised his voice. "I didn't do anything to you!" He went back to speaking softly. "I hope you heard me this time."
"Help me then. Get me out."
"Where do you want to go?"
"Out of this freaking bed! Help me."
"Don't give me the dramatics. Being stuck in bed is the least of your problems."
"What do you mean?"
"Well it's kind of like this," he pranced around the room jauntily. "You have to choose your future."
"What?"
"Door number one, you are the chosen one, You are on a perilous mission to save the world. You will go through a series of danger that will harm and hurt you, or even kill you if you don't succeed."
"But I'm not a savior."
"At some point of our lives, we have to be." He stopped right in front of her and gazed. "Door number two, you have dredged up all your past and they are now haunting you. You will have to find out what it is that you have to appease before the dark shadows come for you." He scratched his head. "And of course, door number three, this world will never be the same again. You are living in the flipside of the world you know, the bad side so to speak. All you have to do is just find the way home. Before those things come for you that is."
"Why me? Why do I have to choose one of your ridiculous games?"
"How should I know? I'm only the messenger. And oh, by the way to help you through one of the three journeys you will have a small amount of magic that will get you by. And don't ask me what it is ... I'm only the messenger."
"What if I don't choose?"
"Stay here then, in all eternity of darkness and be stuck in the bed."
"I'll take my chances and stay here then."
"Suit yourself, I've got to go."
"Where are you going?"
"I don't know. Bye." He vanished just as quickly as he appeared.

I sat back and waited, hoping I would wake from this mind abuse I was punishing myself with and then the ground shook. The three doors that were never there before slammed open and the light from the other side came spilling in. And then the walls gave way to the energetic outburst, merging all three of them into one. And I knew then by not making the choice they all came for me simultaneously and now I was faced with the doom of all three.

TBC