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C H A P T E R N I N E
Darkness
DEEP PURPLE CLOUDS QUICKLY OBSCURED THE neon green
sun once again, and Hana let her sunglasses fall to the
end of her nose as she shivered in terror. She’d let her
dark thoughts linger and she knew exactly what was headed
for her. She looked at Franklin who was still in an oblivious
sugar-induced coma. Wow, he’s in his own world. Within this
strange world. Where would that even be? Grabbing Frank-
lin by the paw, and startling him so he let out a weird meow,
A yo ung gi r l dis cov er s she is in a lu c id drea m, an d
decides that she wants to stay in the dream for as
long as she can… but eventually she encounters
the ‘Snatcher’, an entity that sucks ideas out of
her mind and transports her to
desolate places.
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‘Get it together Hana,
I think one touched
me!’ Franklin let out
a huge scream that
would have deafened a
whale as the bats came
dangerously close to
them, and Hana
knew they
didn’t want
to find out what would happen if they caught up.
With all the brainpower she could muster, she was able to
clear her mind for a couple of seconds in order to lose them.
But this was just the beginning and Hana knew it. She tried so
hard to think of something to at least stall him for some time,
but with the darkness taking over she knew it was going to get
she began to run.
After several failed attempts at gathering the energy to take
off, she flew down the valley, with Franklin on her back. Hana
knew she had to get away from the Snatcher, but so far every time
he had managed to break into her mind before she could even
begin to think of a way out. How do I get out of this mess? I
know something terrible is about to find me, THINK, HANA,
THINK! Don’t let him win this time!
As she looked behind her she noticed a trail of menacing bat-
like creatures pursuing her. Franklin screamed and Hana quickly
looked back and attempted to gain some speed out of sheer terror.
‘ARGHH I HATE BATS, HANA GET US OUT, NOT
BATS, ANYTHING BUT BATS!’
‘Franklin, I’m trying so hard but he’s already get-
ting to me, I can feel it, my mind… thoughts, banana…
I can’t focus!’
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By now everything was shrouded in darkness.
Out of nowhere, lightening struck the inky black
waves and in that split second, she could see all its
thousands of fangs and the purple-green glow of its scales as
the beast glistened all over and roared. Hana looked at the
creature’s giant fang at the centre of its gastly face. That fang
must be bigger than my entire house! And just as she’d al-
lowed herself think that thought, it doubled in size, and the
beast let out another huge roar.
‘Franklin! Please help me! I can’t think of anything and
we’re going to be taken, give me anything, anything to get us
out of here!’
Franklin yelled back over the deafening sounds of
the storm with a look of absolute terror on his face. ‘It’s
up to you Hana, and only you, it’s your dream after all!
I believe in you!’
harder and harder to think of a solution. Hana looked
up at the clouds, and at that moment she saw a pair
familiar pair of horns peak out of the sky. He’s
here. Just as she had acknowledged his arrival,
she noticed the entire valley had transformed
into a stormy sea, with the kind of furious
waves that can only be compared to the
computer-generated scenes in Holly-
wood films.
And it was not just
the Snatcher who had
joined them. In the
distance, something
horrifying was
growing in size
and ugliness.
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But by now she doubted every part of her mind, and
every opening to her imagination was being sealed off be-
fore she could reach an idea. Not even Franklin the turtle cat
could bring her hopes up now, and she was running out of
time. The Snatcher had destroyed every image she’d come up
with, and she was frustrated by her complete lack of control.
Why can’t I think? Why can’t I dream?
Tears streamed down Hana’s cheeks as she realised that
the Snatcher was already robbing her mind. Like shattering
glass, her world broke down into pieces. Slowly her eyelids
became heavy and down she drifted, down into the water,
deeper and deeper as she curled up in a ball, ready to be trans-
ported once again.
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‘Why do you think the Snatcher’s after me Franklin? All
I’m trying to do is to have the best time I can in this dream. I
haven’t stopped trying to think of new places to go.’
‘Maybe that’s the problem, Hana. You should stop forc-
ing yourself to think of ideas, and just let them flow.’
‘But that’s so hard when I’m always worried he’s go-
ing to appear again and destroy what little I’m able to create
now.’
‘You should trust that the power of your imagination
can make him disappear. I’ve seen you do it myself! Don’t let
the Snatcher discourage you. You’re still the imaginative girl
that managed to enter this world.’
Hana considered his words, and looked down towards
her bare feet (still impeccably clean), leading her eye to the
oasis. Again, the incredible sight of the waterfall descending
from the clouds amazed her. It fell down two steps of stones,
C H A P T E R T E N
The Snatcher
HANA AND FRANKLIN HAD BEEN FLYING FOR (what
seemed like) hours before they touched down on
the edge of a cliff and caught sight of another oasis.
Finally, Hana thought. It was nothing like the first one they
had seen, but still more beautiful than anything in the real
world. Exhausted and dispirited, they both sat on the edge of
the cliff in silence before Hana asked a question that strange-
ly enough had never crossed her mind before.
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as she had done at the beginning of her dream.
She walked over to the beautiful scene, and sat
by the crystal clear pool. Looking around, she
could not help but feel delighted at the realisation
that she was dreaming. I created this all.
Having been so inside her own head this entire
time, she hadn’t stopped and looked H around to
see the beauty of this illusion. She hadn’t noticed
that this place, her dream, and how she
perceived it, was all up
to her. Instead of truly
enjoying it, she had
been torn down
by her self-doubt
and expectations
of how it all
should be.
foaming up into gorgeous sprays of foamy cotton water each
time. Suspended from the end of the vines that embraced
the palm trees were enormous sacks of candy just like the
ones she and the turtle cat had devoured earlier. Popcorn
was blowing off the trees and flying around in the nonexis-
tent wind just like dandelion seeds. As soon as that thought
had processed, Hana caught sight of a handful of beautiful
multi-coloured flowers emerge from around the oasis.
‘Maybe you’re right, Franklin. Things have only been get-
ting worse because I’ve let myself believe more in the Snatcher
than myself, I’ve almost forgotten what I’m capable of.’ The
Turtle Cat smiled at her and then looked back towards the oasis.
‘It’s been great being in your mind, my friend.’ And before she
could move her jaw to speak, he’d vanished.
A sudden glimmer of hope allowed her to set off in flight
in no time, and she flew down the cliff, almost as gracefully
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so the beast did too. He spoke and Hana gasped. ‘I am the
Snatcher, and I live inside you Hana… in the left side of your
brain to be exact. You hold the power to listen to me, and let
me take over. Or you can remember that I am not real, and I am
actually a figment of your imagination just like everything
else you’ve created. Your courage has won over, dreamer,
and you will be able to dream again. For now.’
She realised that during all this time she had been worrying
about escaping the Snatcher, and because of all the anger she
felt due to his prescence, she had missed out on the doing and
creating wonderful things and having some great experiences
with her new friend.
She looked down at the water and to her horror, instead
of seeing her own reflection, the Snatcher looked up at her,
and finally a it was complete image of the beast. The shad-
owy transparent image of the minotaur-like creature gazed at
her with a look of wonder, distorted by the ripples of water
she had made with her scream. She jumped back in fright, ex-
pecting to be grabbed and forced into another desolate place
she did not want to be in. But nothing happened.
Slowly she edged back, and noticed the pool had shrunk
in size and had taken the form of a mirror. She looked
straight at the Snatcher and tilted her head to one side. And