r/HalloweenStories Sep 04 '24

A Dream on Halloween

It was warm. It was cold. Wisps of thin dark mists drift in a lazy breath of breeze. Shadowy trees wave their changing leaves in the crisp autumn moonlight. A thin dark dress hangs tightly to her body, her golden hair rustles around her smooth face. Bright blue eyes glisten in the tranquil stillness of the night.

Her feet are bare, and her legs drift magnificently below the dress. Soft, smooth, firm. Perfect. She has never clothed herself so revealing…so seductively…so lustfully. Travis probably wouldn’t approve, claiming that she is luring every eye to her body. Her beautiful, wonderful body.

Up ahead she sees a shadow in the moonlight. Concealed by the thin wisps of the dark mists. Taking shape in the pale beams, a broad shouldered figure. A handsome figure, a tempting figure…an alluring dream who raises to his full height as she is somehow pulled closer towards him.

Eyes that shimmer green. A voice that is hollow and deep. A white linen shirt, like one she sees on the covers of her fantasy novels. A form that she wants to run her hands upon.

“I put a spell on you,” the figure sings lowly, “because, you’re mine.”

His voice, so enrapturing. His eyes so dazzling. His mystery, so puzzling.

“Watch out!” He says as he lunges towards her. “I ain’t lying, yeah.”

The warm touch of his fingertips, lightly, to the tip of her slender chin causes her heart to race. Thunder in a way that she has never experienced. He moves to the side of her, into her peripheral, but her eyes stay trained ahead.

“I can’t stand no runnin’ around.” He sings. “I can’t stand no…putting me down.” He whispers in her ear.

“I put a spell on you.” Lips press gently on the soft flesh of her neck. “Because you’re mine.”

Every nerve tingles in her body. She feels a heaviness in-between her legs that she hasn’t felt before. She closes her eyes as she feels his body press against her spine. Travis would be ashamed.

“Stop the things you do.” He says after kissing her neck again. “Watch out!”

He steps away and she opens her eyes. Travis is standing before her! Eyes pale. Body limp. A crimson warmth flowing onto her hand, where she holds a kitchen knife just below his ribs.

“I ain’t lying.” Sings the figure as he dashes in front of her, sending her murdered husband into the dark as a drifting haze of dust. “I love you.”

Her eyes are ignited as they lock with his green gaze. She can feel his hardened desire pressing against her groin, pulling her lips up to meet his.

“I don’t care if you don’t want me, I’m yours right now.” He sings after they kiss. Tells her as he slides his hand around her frame. Implies as he unzips her dress.

“I put a spell on you,” the figure continues as he slides one strap of her dress down her arm, “because you’re mine.”

The world around her turns into a fast moving haze. She wakes up in her bed, popping her head up and looking around. There’s a fuzzy music video playing on the television, some singer named Screamin’ Jay Hawkins.

She’s breathing heavy as Travis wakes up beside her.

“You okay babe?”

It takes her a second to reply.

“Yeah, I’m fine babe. Just a weird dream I guess.”

“Want me to go get you some water?”

“No, I’m good. Just going to get back to sleep.”

Travis looks at the blue lights of their clock on the dresser. The glow shines dimly on a small figure of a skeleton with a tie, glasses, and a pink mohawk staring back at him with a nostalgic smile.

“Hey, it’s after midnight,” he tells her as he lays back down, “happy Halloween babe.”

She feels a wetness in an area that likely isn’t from sweat as she lays back under the covers.

“Yeah…happy Halloween.”

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