The Mansion

We had arrived at my dad's boss' house for a Christmas company party. The drive up was incredible especially seeing so many beautiful estates, all having their own specific style. We pulled up to the drive way, following a line of cars. The mansion resembled a castle, that was surrounded by an abundance of trees. We entered the front door only to see how elaborate the decorations were. I was kind of curious to meet my dad's boss. Curious to see what kind of person would live in this house. We approached everyone at the party. I remember finding it a hassle to introduce myself to everyone, I would rather not talk than make awkward small talk. I finally got the chance to meet my dad's boss. There was something about him, he was sly and looked like he was hiding something. Every time he spoke, it was something clever and smooth as if he knew what we would ask. We continued to look around the house, making our way into the backyard. The backyard was massive, it had a tennis court, a pool, and two guest houses. Although one of the houses was gated and chained, it was odd but maybe it held something valuable?

After we ate, people began to dance and play at the poker tables. It was refreshing to see both of my parents in social setting after so long. I kept refilling my glass of wine at the open bar occasionally looking over at my dad's boss. I was trying to figure him out. Something felt off about him, but people respected him so much. The night continued. There was a thunderstorm expected to hit, so people made sure to leave a little early before getting flooded in. Everyone, except for us. My parents and I had too much to drink anyway, and of course I wanted to stay in this mansion. We were escorted to our rooms upstairs. I was able to sleep in my own room, while my parents stayed across the hall. As soon as my head hit the silk covered pillow I blacked out.

I woke up in a sudden panic. What I was about to see made my body go into shock. I was tied up, restrained from my shoulders down to my feet. My mom was to my right and my dad was on the left. I didn't understand why this was happening to us.  The room we were in was dark and cold, but I could see the mansion from the window. It was the gated guest house, this is what my dad's boss was hiding inside. I struggled to get lose but managed to untie a knot and started to untie my parents. I tried to wake them up quietly, but nothing worked. My hands were shaking, I had no choice but to go find help on my own. I took a couple breathes, trying to contain my self. I hear something approaching, I laid back down immediately, covering my mouth to hide the sound of my breath. I saw a big black figure with a hunched back, dragging a body along with him. Blood traced the floor,  as I took a quick look back at the figure, I noticed that it had bag over it's head. I heard a big metal door being opened, which echoed screams of people he was torturing. I began to feel sick, and helpless. I ran for my life, I swung the front door open, and all I heard was a growl coming from behind me. I kept looking forward trying to seek an exit, but it was too late. Only to be dragged back in, I tried to scream, but no sound came out. That's what I hate the most about nightmares, trying to run but not being able to run fast enough, or screaming but no sound coming out. I sat up and took a moment to myself. I was relieved it was a dream, but there's an uncomfortable feeling that stays with you afterward.