A woman stood, surrounded by clouds brushed around her thin features. Her skin was fair and her eyes were brown. A beautiful woman, but underneath the woman struggled with mental illness. Oscar managed to survive the shouts and insanity by distracting his mother by talking about the chupacabra. His mother, Olivia, was fearful of the mythical beast. Whether that fear was warranted didn’t matter to Oscar because it deflected the symptoms for moments.
Those moments became shorter and shorter as Oscar became older but this dream drilled down to his younger years. His mother sat. The chupacabra sat at her side staring forward, uninterested.
“Oscar, sit,” she instructed. Olivia stretched out her hand and Oscar took it. She lead him over to the dog-like creature and it stared up at him. Oscar backed away and sat at his mother’s feet.
“This is Diablo, do you like him?” Olivia said with a smile.
“Mother,” Oscar said quietly as the creature studied him. “This is the monster that frightens you so much. Why do you call it your pet?”
Olivia laughed and Diablo seemed to smile. The chupacabra’s nose was long. It’s head was stretched and thin and it’s skin looked like it had been baked and prepared by a taxidermist. Oscar turned his head to the right and tried to measure the danger of this strange mid-sized animal. Diablo mirrored Oscar and growled just enough to reveal a thin pointed tooth, longer than the others. The remainder of it’s teeth were stained with blood.
“Please mother,” Oscar pleaded but she only laughed.
“My boy, there is nothing to worry about…”
A flash of light overwhelmed the dream and Oscar gasp. Oxygen seared the inside of his throat. The world filled with noise as Gabriel Van Cleese revived the officer and stared at the creature growling back at him from where his partner stood.
The long face, pointed teeth, and brown tanned hide grumbled as it walked slowly to the right.
“NOW stop!” Gabriel ordered, but the animal continued to search for a clear path to the medic.
“Jeremy!” He screamed to the driver as the ambulance jerked, forcing him to brace himself.
“We are almost there Gabriel hold on.”
“How the hell are we going to kill a sharp-toothed dog that used to be a paramedic. You need to tell me this?”
“I don’t know Gabriel but we have to do something.”