To Area 50
He took the low trail towards Area 50. It was gravelly and shrouded by nearby trees, but he hardly cared. He really did hope he would find something strange or scary in Area 50 because the truth was Area 50 wasn't very strange or scary in the first place. Of course, he hadn't told her that, but he'd been to the place before. It was a run down government facility that had been abandoned since before the end of the Cold War, but there was nothing secretive or spooky stored within its rusted, crumpled buildings. The most annoying thing about Area 50 was the distance--it was far, far away and only accessible by the low trail or a high road that was often flooded out as it was now. It was so far that by the time Daniel reached the end of the trail it was already beginning to get dark. He wasn't worried, however. All he had to do was wander a few minutes, find a bug or weird looking rock, and he would be good to go to head back. If he waited any longer he figured she would think he'd just run off, and he couldn't let her have the satisfaction of even thinking that a possibility.
He arrived at Area 50 and it was much as he remembered it--as in, not much. He sighed when he stepped past its rusted gates, idly kicking a stone while he looked around for anything interesting and that's when he saw it.
There was a green glow inside a nearby building, a familiar light that made him freeze. He knew it from his dreams, he had seen it many times before in strange sleep but those had always been flights of fantasy, nothing truly real. Was this then a dream?
He shook his head and wandered towards the building and its glow. Maybe someone had set up something funny or this was all an elaborate prank on him by his friends and her. They had all shared the dream, after all…
He neared the building and shivered, suddenly cold. Daylight fled by the second and soon shadows gathered everywhere. The green glow cast strange shadows on the walls as he entered the building, vaguely vulpine and animalistic, and as he closed in on the source, he wondered what could make such shapes. The glow grew brighter and brighter and more intense until he could no longer move forward without shielding his eyes. By the time he had nearly reached the source, he could barely see, or feel or even think. The glow engulfed him and then he knew no more
Written by skiesofsilver on 27 January 2017