Rojazora

I'm no stranger to grotesque nightmares, and last night was one of those weird ones...

My dad, brother, some stranger, and I were all sitting in this newly renovated house. High ceilings, hardwood floors, white walls, and brand new furniture. I can't remember why we were all there, but I kind of remember looking at this house as a possibility for a new home for me, my brother, and my dad, and the unknown man might have been the previous owner or one who was selling the house. We were all sitting in the living room, which was at ground level connected to the kitchen and had a large window making up most of the outside facing wall. We were all chatting when, all of a sudden, the previous owner (a tall, dark haired man with glasses) started frantically telling us about how this house is terribly haunted. (not such a good selling point).

Then we hear strange music, like jack-in-the-box music, coming from one of the bedrooms which also lead out to the kitchen. The man ran into the bedroom to retrieve an old Super Nintendo controller, not plugged into anything, yet it seemed to create this music. I was sitting on the carpet, with my back to the large window, facing the kitchen; I saw a floral pattern chair move on its own in the kitchen. I told my dad, who was sitting on the couch facing the large window. The air began to get thick and felt almost charged. I expressed to the others that we should REALLY get out of there. We all quickly proceeded to the door to find it covered around the frame by HUGE black spiders. Seriously, like spider bodies’ as big as my fist. I busted through the door with my dad and brother right behind me. We got out safely, the other man did not.

When I realized he didn't make it out, I immediately went to the large window looking into the living room. The man was panicked, frantic, trying his best to run to the door but something was keeping him in the room. He couldn't physically get out of the room. Then, the lights blew out, and the man was tossed about the room by an invisible force, like a rag doll. Then his body was stopped midair, he began to show cuts and wounds all over his body, he began to scream. I looked to the other side of the room, there standing in shadow, was a small girl, about the age of 11. Long dark hair to her waist, was staring at the man, with a devilish grin. Blood was oozing from her ears, eyes, and mouth yet she seemed to not be in any pain. She noticed I was watching the scene and looked me straight in the eye through the window, her own eyes shown only black pits. It was then I realized she was the one haunting the house, and causing the man pain. She then increased the man’s pain and torture, making his screams even louder. I was not lucid at any point in this dream, yet for some reason, I knew I could control the situation, or use some sort of power to help him. I stepped back from the window, put out my hands and forced my energy through the window and at the little girl/demon. It seemed to work for a time. I pushed her back; enough to make her hold on the man break, and his body fall to the floor. I continued my assault on the girl, trying every trick or power I could come up with. I knew that I just had to distract her long enough for the man to get to the door. I forced all my will and energy and made the girl’s head explode. I thought it was over. Then, as if someone pushed rewind, her head reconstructed itself; with a smile she continued her torture on the man. I kept trying; cutting off her head, slitting her throat, anything, but nothing took a lasting effect. I shouted to the man, “the moment I attack, run for the door!” I pulled out everything I could in that moment, but the man did not move. After my attempt he shouted back, “I can’t even move.” So angry and frustrated with my failed attempt, I screamed at the girl through the window, pounding my fists on the glass. I realized then that she had no concern for the man, and that her only goal was me. I then said, “She wants me, she’s trying to lure me in the house, knowing I can’t let that man die, knowing I would save him.” Her black eyes starring at me, never looking away. I turned away from the window, trying to think of a way to save the man. My dad, in awe of what he saw looked at me, “where did you learn that? Where did you gain that kind of power?” I couldn't answer and only looked away.
I woke up…

Really vivid non-lucid dream I had the other night. I think it was either monday night or Tuesday night.

The dream starts off with me and a few of my friends hanging out in my old house on Adolph street in Rockford. Everything inside the house was exactly the way I remembered it as a kid. I remember vividly who all was there (for the sake of this note I'll just notate them with a single letter.) I remember my friends K, S, B, and possibly M being there. We were all just hanging out and talking when for some reason we all decided to step outside. It was mid winter (actual mid winter...with snow on the ground) I don't know why we decided to go outside but that was all forgotten when we noticed something strange going on in the house next door. The main front door was wide open so we could see into the house through the screen door. Inside I could see the silhouette of a skinny woman, pacing around her house and clutching her head as if she were in pain.

Apparently this person was a friend of both K and S and so they let themselves in the house to see what was up. Inside I could hear the woman screaming. I walked inside the house behind them. The layout of the house was not unlike my own next door. The carpet was a strange brownish color, the walls were a fake wood-like look. The couch of this house was placed against the right wall right as you walk into the door, and her TV was directly on the opposite wall. The kitchen and dinning room were further into the house. They were smaller, with one small table for meals. The house itself was dimly lit. I turned to the woman to find that she was abnormally tall. Her limbs were very long and skinny. Throughout the dream I realized that her arms and legs only seemed to grow longer. Her skin was a pale grey, almost dead like. She had long brown hair about down just past her shoulders. She looked like any average woman about my age. She saw that we had come into her house, and didn't even recognize any of us, even K, and S who were supposedly her friends. She didn't even speak to us directly, only pacing around her living room screaming and saying things like "i don't want to die" and just real disturbing things. She would switch from forming complete sentences and thoughts to just speaking gibberish and swearing. All the while she was doing this her face would be contorted and strange. After a few moments of this she sat down on her sofa and just began wailing and saying things like "I will take your soul" but the voice that said this was not her own. Right then I knew exactly what was happening. I found myself to be a little frightened and taken by surprise. Even in non-lucid dreams these types of things don't usually scare me (at least not since I was real young.)

I told everyone to meet me outside of the house. We stepped out onto the porch of the house. I turned to both K and S and before even saying my idea they seemed to beat me to the punch. S turned to me and said "she's possessed isn't she?" I just nodded my head yes. I then replied "but I know what to do." I began gathering some things that I could use for an exorcism, but before I could begin both K and S said that they could handle it, and she was their friend. It almost seemed like they did not believe I had the knowledge and skill to perform such a task. So I said "ok" and stepped back to see what they had planned to do for this situation. All of their efforts seemed useless. After what seemed like several minutes of failure I took them aside and said "look, I think you are going about this all wrong, I've got everything I need here to do this, let me try and if nothing works then you can try again." They agreed and so I began my work. I placed sacred stones around her in a circle along with a sponge like material that was also blessed. I told K and S, "these particular items will absorb the bad energy of the demon, and will prevent it from escape while we help the girl." I then took out some holy water and began an exorcism. The dream kind of blurred beyond then but the next thing I knew the girl was fine, sleeping on her couch. S and K pulled me aside on the porch. All S could say to me was "thank you."

The dream ended.