Farnaby is a likeable and congenial chap. He is the sort of man
that you can not fail to have an immediate affinity for. Mr. Farnaby
is kind, considerate and generous beyond compare. In fact he is
perhaps the most unlikely character to have a nightmare-but indeed
a nightmare was precisely what he was experiencing as he lay in
his resting place.
had gone to bed in the usual fashion after having sampled a really
good couple of pints of ale and a rather tasty few slices of aged
cheddar cheese and some old English pickle. Steve always appreciated
the finest things in life. Now, however, despite being sound asleep
he was still very much highly agitated. His eyelids were fluttering
beyond control and the debonair Mr. Farnaby was obviously experiencing
extreme radical rapid eye movement that accompanies dream activity.
His body was gently gyrating from side to side and glistening droplets
of sweat had begun to form on his troubled brow.
us to take a closer look. Let us slip into his mind and see exactly
what he is experiencing? Are you feeling brave? Don't worry I shall
be right next to you. I have experience in such matters. Now, Imagine
yourself entering his dream state and concentrate with me. Concentrate
hard on each and every word in front of you. Ah yes, our journey
we are! That wasn't so bad now was it? Where on Earth are we? Oh
everybody asks that at first. Don't worry, as long as we can make
it back to the front of the mind we can still get out. Its
a mystery to me too how I began doing this-it just began happening
when I was about thirteen. I somehow enter through the conscious
which then allows me to explore the unconscious. Yes, yes I know
it is weird, but all rather exciting too dont you think? Wow!
What a place. All these different rooms you can see are the different
part of Mr. Farnabys mind. See that room over there with the
angelic glow about it? Thats where he keeps the memories of
when his children were born and his wedding day, the happiest times
of his life. He visits that room often. Hear that? That is where
he keeps his musical talent! Great beat to it huh? Heres one
of my favourit e rooms-childhood memories, can you smell those cookies
baking, delicious! But we are getting sidetracked, alas, where we
want to go is into where his nightmare is occurring you see if I
find the source destroy it. If we are successful, you see, he will
no longer have the nightmares. I regard it as my personal crusade.
Ah yes, just over this way, I can hear the screaming. Here we are!
Just through here. A little bit further-are you still with me? Good!
I thought I lost you for a moment. I am going to need your help
I suspect! That is why I invited you. It is just through this gate.
Here give me hand-thanks-boy that is one heavy gate. You can see
he doesn't venture down here too often; this must be the cellar
of his mind. Wow, this place is simply amazing! What a truly remarkable
mind Mr. Farnaby has he is without question one of the deepest thinkers
I have ever encountered.
is creepy! I am surprised that Mr. Farnaby hides an area like this
within him, I was expecting dark and dreary yet this is beyond my
wildest imagination, be careful. He always seems so pleasant! Anyhow
we shall soon discover his deepest and darkest fears. Come on let
us go in a little further I know it is kind of spooky in here, but
you are quite right! Wait! Wasn't that some kind of movement over
there? What on earth is that! Oh God it is running towards us. Wait
Please! What is happening?
my goodness sake, are you okay? It seems that we have stumbled on
Mr. Farnabys biggest fear-spiders-giant bloody spiders. Most
peoples fears are relatively small, and I have had no trouble
But these monsters? Oh no, whats happening
now? They appear to be wrapping us up in silk and I can't seem to
move. Please, please don't scream we should not panic as I am sure
I can get us out of this. I am sure I can
few hours later Steve awoke restless and with a terrible throbbing
headache, Yuk, he thought too much beer last night!
Then his wifes angelic voice filled the room.
you alright darling?
Honey, I guess so, but boy what a terrible dream I experienced last
night. It was all about giant spiders. I never did like those horrid
eight-legged things, ever since I was a little nipper and a bloody
gigantic daddy long legs swiftly ran across my cheek. I was too
scared even to move, all I could do was watch on helpless. I have
been terrified of spiders ever since sweetheart.
will go and bring you a cup of tea and an aspirin luv."And
with that Mrs. Farnaby scurried downstairs leaving Steve alone.
decided to shrug off the uneasy feelings he was experiencing and
to get on with the mundane bathroom routine of his day. But just
as he began to brush his teeth a rather peculiar thing happened.
He was looking at his weary reflection in the mirror, and was convinced
that he could hear tiny agonizing screams coming from deep inside
his own head.