Blink of the mind's eye.

On a lazy sunday afternoon,he was sitting by the lake and reading.There was dappled sunlight,butterflies, buttercups and a light breeze.The sky was clear but for a few cottony clouds which would make their appearance to break the monotony.It was perfect,he thought,there had not been such a day since a long time,if there was,maybe he had not noticed.He decided to go home and check this up on google just to make sure he had not missed any sunny lazy days.He'd feel awfully cheated otherwise. 
    He yawned and changed his position,so that he could get better light to read,by the corner of his eye he saw something...he looked in that direction,nothing was there..started reading again.Again he felt it,a vague disturbance,an irritation,like a fly in the air..or hey,even in the coffee.He decided not to look up and thought of using the ignorance is bliss theory.After a while that feeling of being watched disappeared but it reappeared almost instantly.This time he decided to put his book down and investigate.It looked like a day for an adventure anyway. 
    He took the direction of the trees,they were not dense initially but became thicker as he went along and the light became more thinner,delicate like gossamer.Strange,he thought,he had been here before,many times,at all hours,so he had pretty much covered the area.He had never experienced this.So he went ahead.The light stayed that way and did not change,he also noticed that there was no movement,of anything..except him,nothing was moving,not even the leaves.There were no animals,little wooded creatures that inhabited the woods and who he saw frequently were nowhere to be seen...He found the absolute lack of movement mysterious and was inspired to investigate further,thinking maybe he had fallen asleep and he was having a dream. 
      After walking a while,he came to an especially wooded area,he recognised the place.Here,the light was normal,if not stronger and brighter which was strange since there was little room for the light to filter in.behind him there was this strange light,like the time had stopped at dusk.He stood there and thought about what to do next.There did not seem to be anything except the light which was in a different mood today.He decided to go back.Then he felt it again,the eyes looking at him,he turned back abruptly and stumbled a little.He straightened himself and looked up,he was standing directly under the beam of bright sunlight.He looked around to the source of his uneasiness and what he saw almost made him faint.... 
    He closed his eyes and said a little prayer and opened them again.No,no such luck, it ,if you could call it that,was still there,looking at him,staring..since the eyes did not blink.It was there,standing,as sure as he was breathing,he was sure he could see it."It" was him,atleast a spectre of him.It was like looking in the mirror except the reflection was not him,but a ghostly image of him.He felt a chill run down his spine,he could not help it.A horrifying thought ran through his head,was he dead?was this a sign?he pinched himself,hard.. and there,he felt the pain,he could not be dead if he could feel such pain.He wanted to run,but his feet seemed to be stuck. 
    The spectre came towards him,or rather just appeared,before he could make his brain work,it had put out it's hand right through his chest,he could feel it,a slithery cold feeling like touching a snakes scales.And then it began,excruciating pain,like someone was slowly peeling his skin off without the anesthesia or like someone was whipping him on raw skin.He knew these feelings,knew the pain,he just dint know how.they were very familiar.He opened his eyes with great effort and looked down,his heart had been ripped clean from his body..a living beating heart.The spectre which did not have any expression on it's face now had an expression of extreme hatred and watched him die slowly.He wondered why he hated himself so much.Did he do this to himself or did they make him do it.He closed his eyes,not anymore,they cannot,not anymore.he'll be free. 
          He moved a little,his head smarted a little,he warily opened his eyes,could not see anything clearly.He closed them again and opened it again,with a lot less effort,somewhere he heard a door open,he looked in that direction,his head protested,but he lookedand kept looking because he was dumbstruck with terror and kept thinking after all this..still...the last thought before his body gave up was.."oh no..no...please..no"