Hey, Look... A Dream Journal

12-07-12
around 6:00

Shrouded
Genre: Horror
Non-Lucid

Apparently I had bought a new car, I can't remember the make of the car, but what I do know is - it was blue. That's all I can remember about the car, but I also apparently bought a new house. I remember walking into the house at night, it was dark, I remember having this sense of fear. I went into the bedroom, which had candles lit all around it, which gave me some ability to see. On the side table was a photoframe. I can't remember what the photo was, or who it was. But it made me have to leave the house, because of fear, really wish I could remember who or what was in that photo. But I digress, I walked back through the house, and I notice that something really isn't right in this house. I can hear ticking, I assume it's a clock, but I can't seem to find one. I realize that the sound is coming from up stairs, I go to check it out and its coming from another bedroom. I slowly open the door, and see a shrouded figure, sitting on a rocking chair, holding a clock in his hand. The guy or women, snaps the clock in two, and continues to look out of the window. He/She hasn't noticed me, so I backtrack down the stairs, quickly leave by the front door and get into my car. I take one last look at the house, and see the guy at the window, staring at me as I drive away. I drive for a few minutes, when I start to hear that damn ticking again. I stop the car to see if anything is ticking in the car, nothing. But I can still hear the noise. I get out of the car, and look underneath it, where the guy - who is still shrouded is holding on to the bottom of the car, with a clock, the handle in his mouth as I stare at him.