DAWN CAME KNOCKING

By M. Le VERSAGE

Where do you go once you’ve lost all? It can’t possibly get any worse, or can it? For Byron, life started simply, only to experience his own personal nightmare. After attempting to avoid the dawn and every horror it brought, Byron was forced to walk through his fire of reality. Awaiting him on the other side, was his new life.

This story was written entirely from a dream that the author experienced.
It seemed real. Far too real.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Lulu.com
• Release date: Nov 27, 2022
• ISBN: 9781471020001

Book preview

Inspired By A Dream

This story needs to be explained before reading as how to read through each character. During the dream, I experienced each person. With each introduction of a character or interaction, I was suddenly transferred into the mind and vision of the person.

While reading the story, imagine yourself transferring from character to character and seeing whatever their eye gaze would capture at that moment. The feelings of each person became more profound and meaningful.

Upon waking, I was convinced for at least an hour that it was real. I was confident that all the events were actual, and the fear and shock were overwhelming.

Finally, the fog cleared, and I discovered it was merely a dream which made me realize it must be shared.

Preface

Dawn Came Knocking was inspired entirely by a dream I experienced.  I am unsure what inspired the dream.  Perhaps it was nothing, maybe something pivotal, but it certainly was nothing obvious.

I have had many, many dreams, some of which have come true.  One Canadian childhood dream was visiting a corner store where you had to step down off the sidewalk into a lower level of an older 1950's style corner store.  The store's shelves were a bright white, as were the walls and everything else in the store.  The main thing aligning all the shelves were older but complete newspapers.

At the end of the store was a long white countertop.  After some 45 years, I had trouble taking in my next breath as I stood in this same store in Sydney, Australia, with the exact same detailed surroundings.

Dedicated to those who helped light my light with theirs.

A candle loses nothing by lighting another candle.

-James Heller

To those who shined their light when I needed one and showed love when I needed it and least deserved it. I have accomplished my goals slowly with baby steps.  I have been inspired by many, too many to list. I hope my efforts, small achievements and attempts at kindness inspire someone.

Chapter 1

She leaned towards the smudgy front window.  It hadn't been cleaned in a while, but Stanley promised he'd get to it when he wasn't watching a TV documentary or something as equally important.

Ruth nervously looked out the window towards the neighbour's house.  Her hands were fidgeting with her apron.  She had just completed making a casserole, it was one of her favourite things to do, and she did it well.

Umm, Stan… *silence.  Stanley.  Uh Huh, ya what?

He responded in a distant manner.  His program was

really important, and any outside voice was easily tuned out.

Do you think I should take this casserole over to the neighbours? Stan didn't respond.  Stan!

Ya, what? He was a little hard of hearing after retiring from working in the lumber mill most of his