A Call From Hell

I stood in the check out line of a grocery store. Thinking of last nights events that still shakes me to the core.... I felt I was being buried alive in a dark tomb. I awoke with a start with a pounding heart and looked about the room. Beads of perspiration trickled down my chest. My eyes bulged like a man possessed. I felt sick like I was going to vomit. The nightmare frightened me more than I like to admit. A strong sense of deja vu I couldn't quite understand. I was startled by the ring of my cellphone on the nightstand. The static was drowning out the callers voice and what he was tryng to say. The in and out of the voice sounded so far away. I listened closely trying to hear and understand what he was saying, for it was clearly a man. He was asking me for help because he could not escape the place he was in. He said the place was so hot the flames were burning off his skin! I was about to hang up because obviously this guy was ill; But within the next minute I would get an eternal chill. A frightening look could be seen in my eyes! I felt the hair on the back of my neck rise. He kept repeating my name like he knew me personally. I then recognized his voice immediately! "Oh my this can't be so!" It was the voice of my late friend who died three years ago!!! Written for "A Rambling Poet's contest "Act 1, Scene 1"