Guided Meditation by D L Kaiser

Guided Meditation

by

D L Kaiser

Frank sat down to listen to the music Sherri gave him earlier that day.  She told him this meditation was meant only for him.   It was strange, the way she looked at him.  It was almost as if she were afraid of him.  Odd. He hardly knew her.

His eyes were closed and the music began.

Frank, you are here because we deem it necessary to send you on an errand.

Frank’s eyes popped open and he hit pause.  He laughed.

“Okay. Good joke!  Let’s see what she came up with!”

He pressed the forward button.

Although you think this is some kind of prank, it is not.  Your task is in another dimension.  In this dimension, you are a brave soldier.  You are also fearsome, and that is why Sherri was slightly nervous in your presence.  Imagine you are now in a desert city.  Your firearms are beneath your robe.  The marketplace is crowded.  Your contact is a woman.  Her name is Kalisha.  There she is now.  Go to her.

Frank felt himself fill this realm and his body was made whole in the desert.  He walked up to the woman.

“You will follow me.”

“Very well.”

Around a corner, in a darkened room, the woman lifted her veil to reveal scars. 

“The men who did this shall pay someday.  But now I need you to save my son.”

“How do I do that?”

“Rescue him.  Here are your instructions.”

She thrust the papers into his hand and then dashed out of the room.  He left shortly thereafter, and headed back to the marketplace.

For some strange reason, he knew where to go next.  There was a hospital not far, and he headed into the double doors.

Inside he passed the desk and headed down a hallway.  Turning left he found the room with the guards standing in front of it.  He would wait until the changing of the guards.  Sometimes they would visit, or step away.  He would find their weakness and prey upon it.

It did not take long.  After three hours of hiding out in closets and empty rooms, he disguised himself as a doctor and found an old ID that was thrown into a garbage can.  It was just beat up enough that the picture was obscured by cracks.  He strode passed the guards and quickly went inside.  They briefly glanced at him and let him pass.

What he found inside shocked him.  A little boy was so pale as to be almost invisible.  But he awakened while he looked over him.

“I am afraid!” 

“Don’t be.  I am here to help you.”

“No one can help me, where I am going.  The ghostlands await me.”

“What is the ghostlands?”

“You do not know?  It is the place where little boys go without their mothers.  The men outside told me.”

“No! Your mother has hired me to rescue you!”

“What? They told me she was dead.”

“No. Relax, and I will carry you.”

He picked up the little boy and ducked into the side room.  In the side room, he had stuffed several pillowcases and then placed them in the bed where the boy was to fool anyone that glanced inside.

He carried him down through the basement and into the rear street.  There, the boy’s mother was waiting with her relatives.

“You have saved him!”

“It was not so hard.  Go now.  They may notice soon!  You have a plan to get out of the city?”

“Yes!”

It was then that Frank awakened from his guided meditation. 

“Wow. Cool.” 

Frank thought nothing further about it until a week later.  He looked down at the newspaper clipping and spilled his coffee everywhere.

The article had a large photo of the boy he saw in his mediation.   The boy was kidnapped at a religious ceremony and held secretly in a hospital.  The mother said her little boy claims the ghost of an American soldier rescued him and placed him in the alley behind the hospital.  

THE END