For a challenging job in the Navy, I decided to leave my pretty Celine at home with a caretaker, Tim. Like any couple in love, we had many aspirations. But when the police listed Celine as a missing person, all my aspirations were dashed, leaving a trail of sadness and despair. I felt cheated and betrayed. Time could not erase my pain. The persistent disease in my body made me weaker every day. As I closed my eyes I began to dream. The dream led me to walk stealthily down a path to a quiet old house.
The first floor looked dusty with few croutons and orchids planted in broken pots. As I was going up the stairs I felt someone running down. ‘Sinister’, I thought. When I got to the second floor, I saw a small reception table and an old man sitting in a chair. He turned his head and looked me square in the eye. He coughed and asked me if he needed a guest room. I nodded. He looked in a register and had me sign it, he handed me the keys. I walked ahead.
The house looked old but familiar, the ticking of the clock just above my head making me feel cold and unpleasant. Late at night, restlessness increased. I found myself walking up the stairs to the terrace. It was a dark and dreary night. Something lured me toward the fireplace. Suddenly, I saw the fireplace go out and a pair of scalded and bruised female legs appeared. The darkness was great, I strained my eyes.
I could see a familiar female face, but it was in so much pain that I could barely recognize it. ”She’s trapped inside the chimney,” I panicked and rushed over to help her, but she disappeared. With my heart racing I woke up shaking and terrified. Fear gripped my throat. Dismayed, I wanted to scream but couldn’t. It is difficult to know if it was a dream or a vision. Getting on my knees I prayed for her. Celine didn’t betray me, she died a brutal death.
Wasting no time, I went to Cape Town. Arriving in Cape Town, I was able to decipher how Tim tormented her to get his fill of sex, lust and pleasure. While trying to escape from her prison, she got stuck in the chimney and Tim made no effort to rescue her from her. Our beautiful house had been turned into a boarding house. The evil of her cannot be described in words. Tim was arrested.
It saddens me to realize that even though she is in a grim death embrace, she loves me very much. I will never leave my pretty Celine alone. Sitting in my wooden rocking chair, I watch the darkness deepen. In despair, as my wooden chair sways faster, her sobs grow louder.
Impatiently, I wait for another day to dawn. I still love the singing of the birds, the buzzing of the bees, the fragrant flowers and the rays of the sun kissing my cheeks. Nature is beautiful and so is life.