Annunaki
By: Teresa VanMeter
Copyright 2014 Teresa Vanmeter
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Copyright 2014 Teresa Vanmeter
Annunaki
“No!” December Moral screamed, thrashing herself awake, even as her strange dream invaded her quiet slumber. A dream she has had many times now, always exactly the same dream. She was taken to a faraway place, dark and foreboding, as each colorless stone building rose into an abyssal blackness. Dismissed of any sunlight with the same strange medallions on each and every building or walkway. She could hear the desperate sound of her boyfriend Colton’s voice, as his tortured screams seemed to follow.
December tensely brushed back her wild russet hair, feeling as if someone was here. An uncanny sensation, as sure as if someone were staring her right in the eyes. As if she were never alone even in the stillness of the night. She considered if all these dreams actually meant something, or had she gone crazy. Then she tried to recollect an old saying that if you have a dream more than thrice it is a warning or it may in fact come true. However Colton had vanished nearly two months ago, so how on earth could the dreams be true? Her heart leapt hopefully thinking, “Maybe he is still alive.” Then the reality of the situation gradually began to sink back in, asking that one important question, “But why does he not come back if he loved me?” Tearfully she hesitated, as her thoughts ended on a darker note, “Maybe he can’t.” There is no such thing as loved, love cannot die or fade away, simply because if you have truly felt love it will forever live in your beating heart.
Eerily a chill crawled up her spine trying to make sense out of the madness, as she sadly resigned to this lonely life since Colton’s disappearance. He was meeting a man named Kevin Badish, and he too had vanished that very day. All the authorities would say is their vehicle was voided of all prints, almost as if they didn’t exist at all.
These many long months December wouldn’t just give up, trying to search Colton’s background through the law firm data banks she had access. She tried to research birth certificates and anything else that came to mind; each and every lead was a dead end. All she could find were several death certificates with similar names.
In the end Dee could only conclude that he was nothing more than one of her strange dreams, maybe he hadn’t existed after all. Suddenly she felt nervously sick to her stomach with every aching thought, and rushed to the bathroom to be sick.
Sometime later she found herself wandering into the downstairs kitchen for something to settle her late night nerves. The stone flooring was cold beneath her bare feet, as she stepped onto something much harder than the stones. She looked down at the unusual circular piece of metal sunk into the stone tiles, certain she hadn’t noticed it before, yet a fine layer of encrusted dirt ensured that it had been there for sometime. December kneeled down for a closer look, rubbing her fingers over the object sensing somehow she had seen the object before, “But where?” The rounded metal had an impression cut into its surface. An impression of the Aurora borealis rising above pine trees, as the atmosphere of the metal changed into a rainbow of colors. She recalled that the medallion could be seen throughout the town of Aurora, and she had lived here with Colton for several years now. Better yet it was the same medallion from her mysterious dream city, and her thoughts instantly demanded, “What does this mean?” She may never know.
Abruptly Dee remembered something she had uncovered while researching Colton’s background, as she rushed to her laptop on the counter, and opened files she had hidden away. December raised a curious brow, as she sifted throughout the pages before her, until she found what she had been looking for. The Annunaki project from the 1950’s. 200 hand-selected individuals were brought to this government built town for an undisclosed purpose, within that first year everyone in Aurora had died. The town remained dormant until a handful of businessmen sought to revive the town many years later. However ghostly tales followed this revival, but the truth in fact died with the townspeople.
The story of the Annunaki project seemed quite the mystery, and for as long as she could remember her mind loved to solve riddles or puzzles. That’s how she ended up in law, researching, investigating truths. Yet now her own real life puzzle seemed unattainable, as she moved back to the medallion on the floor, rubbing her fingers athwart the cold metal of the medallion.
Then her mind went back to the moment she had met Colton Van Damned, as he waited for an appointment with one of the lawyers at the firm. It seems he was somehow related distantly to one of the individuals of the Annunaki project. He’d boldly gave her a well-used line, “I’ve waited so long to meet you.” She wanted so much to laugh in his face, but ultimately gave him a crisp reply instead, “Well have a seat and wait some more.” Throughout the months that followed the initial meeting he seemed difficult to track down. Of course the lawyer on his case had questions about Aurora, and Colton couldn’t provide anything more than knowing he was a distant relative of one of the original families who died in the town. Thereafter he oddly seemed to arrive everywhere she went, whether at work or simply walking down the street. But she didn’t mind at all, feeling some kind of an attraction to him, until love became rather obvious.
December fondly remembered the warm feeling of love throughout every inch of her body, recalling little things he would do, holding the doors open, sweet words, his kisses, and that first time he’d tenderly kissed a cut on her finger. She had been rubbing one of the medallions, as her finger found a sharp edge, and she’d instantly withdrawn her bleeding finger. Colton had quickly administered her finger, as he explained about the medallion throughout the town. It was an insignia of the Annunaki project. Then he removed a chain from around his neck, which had one small colorful metal key dangling at the bottom. He carefully placed it around her neck, saying it was the key to his heart.
Dee could feel that this medallion in the stone floor had an edge also, almost right in the center of the metal circle. Then her hand shot to the small ornate key hanging around her neck, which was weaved in the same fashion as medallion of the Annunaki project, and she unflinchingly exclaimed, “It all happened! It wasn’t a dream!”
In the distance she could hear dogs barking, as a sudden gust of wind blew fiercely outside, and the electricity began to flicker. The storm raged in a matter of minutes, until there she stood alone in the tumultuous blackness. She was terrified that the storm barraging the house would soon bring it down upon her head. Then the door flung open, along with dirt and debris. December shielded her eyes with her arm, but not before seeing three large shapes through the hazy opening. Shadowy human figures with an iridescent glow to the skin and eyes, as they moved in her direction much too fast. In that instance one of the figures tried to reach for the key around her neck, as she screamed back at the thing, “Nooooooo!” All at once a burst of unforeseen energy mushroomed from her body, as the force knocked everything to the floor. The figures made moaning sounds as they tried to get on their feet. Nonetheless all she could do was lie helplessly listening to them speak, as one of the men rumbled, “Leave it!”
Another yelled, “His will is too strong. He’s protecting her.”
December had no idea who they were, or what they were talking about, and why did she need protecting.
The minutes twisted as the reality of it become unsure, even as the blurred dark figures reached for the medallion sunk in the floor, and a blackened hole appeared
in the stones. Then the figures vanished in the hole, even as her cloudy thoughts grew more intense, and she could see the faraway place once more in her dreams. The colorless stone structures rose in the black networking space that was connected by an infrastructure of catwalks, corkscrew stairs, and peculiar lifts. Within this darkness there didn’t seem to be any real source of natural light, as the figures moved in the shadows with a nocturnal prowess that humans in which would take for granted in light.
Then Colten’s voice could be heard, like a ghost from the past, “Leave her alone!” he growled, “You will not touch her!”
Then another voice declared, “It’s too late. She knows too much!”
“No!” Colton shrieked, “Let me help her forget!”
“Too late!” The darker voice reprimanded, “You have bonded with her and your minds have met!”
“No!” Colton’s ragged voice went on, as his desperate face came into view, and looked directly at her, “You are dreaming my love. Wake up now.”
December briefly felt a nudge of the blanket at her waist, while his voice drifted further away, sounding like a