Excerpt From JP Uvalle
Excerpt From Trapped Within a Dream
by J. P. Uvalle
A blood-curdling scream from a woman jarred me awake. Darkness greeted me on all sides. I was on my back. Carefully, I reached out in front of me. My hands were only able to go so far before they met some kind of silk material. I pushed harder, testing the space. The hard surface wouldn’t budge. The air seemed to thin, my lungs struggling to reel in the air as the realization hit me. I was trapped in an enclosed space, a box or coffin with no way out. My breath became choppy, squeezing my eyes closed; the anxiety of being in a confined place pricked my skin with goosebumps. I could hear the blood rushing to my head as I tried to slow my breathing and think.
Then I felt it.
Little pinpricks on my legs.
Then on my scalp, soon on my arms. A few. Then several. Something crawled down the front of my forehead to my mouth. Oh, God! I swiped at my mouth with a scream, flailing back and forth. Tiny little legs, even some bigger ones, covered every spot on my bare skin. Rocking to the right seemed to tip the coffin slightly. I repeatedly rolled to the right while swatting at areas on my body where I thought I felt spiders.
The coffin tipped, landing with a loud boom, splintering open the dilapidated casket made of wood. The spiders spilled out around me. Shrieking, I jumped up to my feet to brush off ones still crawling on me and stomped on the ones on the floor: Axel, you monstrous jerk. The rest scurried across the floor in all directions, disappearing into the dark corners of the room.
JP is a beautifully twisted soul who has the divine ability to make the unbelievable believable. A Colorado girl born and raised, she graduated with a degree in veterinary medicine and worked seven years as a full-time ER tech. Marriage and two beautiful kids later, she currently works part-time at a general practice assisting in surgeries and performing dentals. When JP is not saving lives or coming up with my next plot twist, she loves traveling and spending time with family and friends.
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S. K. Gregory is an author, editor and blogger. She currently resides in Northern Ireland.
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