The Astronaut Dream Book: The Bedlam Bible, #3
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A poisoned man dreams of astronauts. Stories included in this volume: "Nostalgia - Part One," "Negative Waves," "The Church of Death and Nothingness," "Apokalypsis," and "Nostalgia - Part Two."
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The Astronaut Dream Book - William Pauley III
THE ASTRONAUT DREAM BOOK
By
William Pauley III
THE ASTRONAUT DREAM BOOK
Copyright © 2022 by William Pauley III. All rights reserved.
Published by Doom Fiction
Cover design copyright © 2022 by William Pauley III. All rights reserved.
THE ASTRONAUT DREAM BOOK
Doom Fiction #016
First edition published June 1st, 2022.
This is a work of fiction. All characters and events portrayed in this book are fictitious and any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental.
No part of this book may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including mechanical, electric, photocopying, recording, or otherwise, without prior written permission of the publisher or author.
Table of Contents:
NOSTALGIA, Pt. 1
NEGATIVE WAVES
THE CHURCH OF DEATH & NOTHINGNESS
APOKALYPSIS
NOSTALGIA, Pt. 2
NOSTALGIA, Pt. 1
There is a prison, of sorts, hidden deep within the belly of the Eighth Block Tower. In this prison, only one captive resides: the Lieutenant.
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From somewhere inside his cramped cage, no bigger than a kennel [and just as cozy], there came a barreling sound, perpetual thunder, like bullets hurled through a baritone snare drum. It came slow at first, with long pauses between each beat, but steadily the drumming resounded more frequently, and with such ferocity it almost felt violent, growing so loud the Lieutenant had to hold his ears to mute the madness of it all.
Because this was madness, right?
Well, that’s what the Lieutenant had always been told, at least, from the man who came to feed him, his only visitor—but the man hadn’t come around in some time now. Thinking of him now reminded the Lieutenant just how hungry he was. Without the man, there was no food, and without food, death would come creeping. However, with the return of the soul-stirring drumming, he couldn’t help but think that maybe the man, at that very moment, was on his way down the long dark hallway that led to his room...
Pounding thunder. His eardrums felt close to bursting.
...as this wasn’t his first experience with the mysterious rapping, not even close. He’d heard it many times before, and whenever the pain grew so great, too much to bear, he’d finally scream out, begging for the drummer to stop, to toss out his gong mallets and free him of his mind. And the drumming would stop, and in through the door would come the man with a tray of food, and he’d smile and slide the tray through a slot in the Lieutenant’s cage, patting him on the head like a good doggie before leaving again. On rare occasions, when the Lieutenant’s hunger was curbed, by either sickness or an increase in the frequency of his feedings, he’d manage to stammer a few questions before he turned to leave and the man always graciously answered:
It’s your madness, my friend. That’s why you must be contained,
he’d say, and always with a smile. This response was the answer to every question.
Something felt different now though. Many days had passed, maybe even a week or longer, since the man’s last visit, and the Lieutenant feared he was dead. He was elderly, after all, and during the last few visits the Lieutenant noticed something was off. The man was weak, frail, and barely able to carry the tray of food, no bigger than ones served at elementary schools. He was dying. And the death of the man meant the death of the Lieutenant. He’d accepted his fate, until now, with the rolling thunder, the furious pounding buried deep inside his eardrum. Someone was there, walking down the hall, and the louder the drumming became, the closer the body moved toward the door.
Almost loud enough now to howl...
Suddenly the Lieutenant felt out of breath, as if the origin of the drumming was right there in his chest. It was terror. It was a fear of the unknown. If the man was dead, then who was it now walking the dark hallway? Best-case scenario, this was his savior—but had he truly wanted to be saved? What would he do outside his cage? Where would he go? Even beyond the bars, he’d always be a slave to the tower...
Then the thought occurred to him that perhaps the drumming had finally led him astray. Maybe it was only madness after all. It was just as possible that the drumming would peter out and not a soul would enter the darkened doorway that led to his room. Perhaps he was working himself up for nothing.
But, man, was he hungry. So hungry... He hoped if it was somebody that they at least brought something for him to eat.
The Lieutenant’s heart was racing, keeping rhythm with the rapid drumming pulsing wildly in his eardrums. He counted the beats in his head while staring longingly at the doorknob, waiting for it to turn...or not to turn.
one... Shadows seemed to move across
two... the room, though the dim light
three... from the lone window
four... hadn’t changed position.
For a moment he thought he could hear footsteps coming from deep down the hall, but with the rolling thunder, it was hard to tell. He was getting his hopes up. Hunger stirred. Something was moving around out there, he thought. Had to be.
five... Before he could count to ten,
six... the silver knob on the
seven... door turned, and with it
eight... the drumming stopped,
nine... along with his heart.
He couldn’t breathe. He thought he was dying. He found the silence was even worse than the noise, and somehow just as painful. He clutched his chest and fell back against the far wall of the cage, pushing himself against it in a panic, as if his strength alone could’ve set him free, but he only wished to distance himself farther from the door. He was conflicted. Part of him couldn’t