Glen Mazzara fan Fictionara Part 4 - A Mid-Seasons Nights Dream

As the door fully opens, Glen sees Kirkman seated at his desk with his back turned away from the door.  "Right" he responds to the phone held to his ear.  "All is going according to plan.  Mazzara is here now and we should be able to start filming the finale tonight."  Robert turns and motions to the chair in front of his desk.  When Glen refuses to enter the office, he is lifted under each arm by Reedus and Lincoln and carried through the open door.  Once inside, Glen sees that Kirkman was not alone.  He moves his eyes nervously around the room from one set of glowing eyes to the next.  Lauren Cohan, Steven Yeun, Gale Anne Hurd...all of them.  Almost the entire cast of The Walking Dead along with some of the crew stood silently against the walls of Kirkmans office.

Lincoln and Reedus lower Glen into the office chair and step back against the wall with the others.  "I don't know what's going on here" Glen confides as he looks back at Kirkman "But I'm not sure if I want to either"  Robert folds his hands on the desk and smiles over at him "There's nothing going on Glen." He motions to the others "We're all just here to hear about the finale"  Glen glances back at the others realizing their eyes have all returned to normal.  He looks back at Kirkman suspiciously as he leans back against his chair "Right.  The finale."  His arm grips tightly around his laptop as he remembers Nicotero's panicked phone calls earlier. 

You can't finsh the finale.

 

Don't let them assimilate you.  

The words echoing in Glen's ears still made no more sense than they had earlier but now they were setting off alarms in his mind.  "It's not ready yet" Glen blurted out the lie as he tried to appear as calm as possible. 

He felt them move closer without even having to look back.  "What do you mean it isn't ready?"  Kirkman's voice no longer carried the familiar friendly tone from before.  "We NEED it today"  Glen looks back over his shoulder to confirm what he suspected a moment before.  The others stood directly behind him looking down again with eyes glowing red. 

Glen jumps up from his chair but is pushed back down by several hands.  "You will finish the finale Glen" Kirkman orders "You'll finish it NOW"  Glen glares over at Kirkman "Or what?" he says the words slowly "You'll assimilate me?"   Kirkmans eyes move around to the other faces in the room before returning to Glen's.  "So Nicotero told you"  Shaking his head as he looks to Reedus  "Bring him in"  Reedus immediately leaves the room as Kirkman continues to talk,  "I was hoping it wouldn't come to this Glen."  He runs a hand through his hair as his eyes begin to glow like the others.  "What the hell?" Glen looks around the room trying to find a way out as he fishes for an explanation.  "What are you going to do?" 

Robert motions for someone to restrain Glen as a struggling Nicotero is dragged into the room.  "LET ME GO!!"  Greg yells as he tries to pull free of Reedus's grip.  "You can't do this.  I don't want to be one of you"  Andrew Lincoln moves over to help Norman get his charge under control.  Glen frantically watches as they force his friend into the chair next to him.  "Quiet" Reedus yells as they tie and gag him.  Kirkman stands and pulls some kind of video goggles out of his desk drawer.  "You want to know what we're doing?" he looks at Glen as he walks around the desk to Nicotero and places the goggles over his eyes.  "Let me show you"  With a push of a button, Nicotero's whole body freezes as he stops struggling.  "What are you doing to him?" Glen watches between Nicotero and Kirkman.  "I believe he called it assimilating" Kirkman's eyes glow even brighter  " It's what we will be doing to everyone during the finale"  Glen's eyes widen.  "During the finale?"  Kirkman nods as he lifts the goggles off of Nicotero's face.  "What did you do to him?"  He watches as Nicotero sits motionless with his eyes closed. 

"He's one of us now" Glen feels his heart stop at the sound of his wifes voice in the doorway behind him.  Slowly he looks back at her and her glowing red eyes.  "One of who?" he mutters barely above a whisper.  Nicotero's hand lightly touches Glen's shoulder,  "One of the chosen" .  Glen looks back anxiously at his friend but is greeted but yet another pair of glowing eyes.  "Glen, you have to finish the finale.  The fans....they deserve this."  He stands up and moves behind Glen as he speaks "They will love this."  Desparate to get out of there and away from everything, Glen clears his throat as he attempts to stand "Alright.  Let me go back to my office and I'll finish the finale"  Kirkman laughs as he pulls the laptop out from under Glen's arm.  "Sit back down Glen."  He places the laptop on the desk and shakes his head.  "From the way you've been gripping on to that, I'd be willing to bet you're finished already."  Pushed back down into the chair again, Glen shakes his head "No.  It still needs work.  It's not ready"  He looks around at everyone and decides to use their tactic against them.  "We don't want to disappoint the fans right?"  Kirkman moves next to Glen "No and we won't"  He looks to Andrew Lincoln who immediately grabs hold of Glen to keep him in his chair.  "We will film the finale the way it is.  When we send out the nuero-transmissions into the broadcast feed, the fans will become part of us. All of them."  Kirkman's lips curve into a malicious smile as he begins to place the goggles over Glen's face.  "No!!!" Glen fights to keep the goggles away.  "You can't!!!" 

Several pairs of hands clamp down on Glen and he hears his wife's voice.  "Glen" she whispers into his ear "It's ok.  Don't fight it.  The fans...think of the fans....Glen"  He tries harder to break free as the goggles block out all the light in the room.  "No!!! Let me go!!!"  His one hand breaks free and pushes away another set of hands that had gripped upon his shoulder.  "Glen!!"  his wife's voice becomes more urgent "Glen!!!  Stop it.....Wake up"    With a jolt, Glen open's his eyes and after a moment of disorientation, he realizes that everyone is gone except for his wife.  "Glen...honey.  Wake up"  She shakes his shoulder again.  "You're having a nightmare"  Glen blinks up at her from his recliner as it sinks in that he is no longer sitting in Kirkman's office.  "I'm awake" he shakes his head trying to clear it as he rubs his eyes. "I'm awake now"  He stares up at his wife leaning over him and studies her eyes for any sign of the red glow.   "I told you not to stay up so late" she stands up and folds her arms across her chest.  "You always have the worst dreams when you're overtired"  He takes a long deep breath in as the last traces of dream state fades from his mind.  "You're right" he nods and stands up.  "I'm coming to bed now.  I'll just save what I have finished so far and then bed."  As he shuts down his laptop, Glen's wife stands in the doorway.  "You really need to start getting more sleep Glen."  She smiles at him as he turns toward her and takes her hand.  "Yes mother" he smiles back and pulls her toward their bedroom.  "Wait glen...you forgot the light"  She turns back with her free hand and flips off the light switch leaving the room in near perfect darkness.  The only light is the slight reddish glow shining from her eyes.


The End..... I hope I didn't disappoint the fans.  :-)