nightmare

It was a dark night, and I had the "blindness" nightmare trend. There were a lot of worried voices and worried-looking people. They all seemed to be filing into a doorway guarded by two soldiers (they were medieval guards, kind of Egyptian looking with spears). I was going with them but then I remembered that I needed something from my tent, either glasses or a flashlight I think. The doorway was carved into stone and it seemed to go underground. I went to my tent, which was right next to the long line of people, but I heard a horrible noise. It was like a dog whistle, and for some reason I knew it was not only coming from the sky but also the cause of people hiding inside this underground bunker or whatever it was. I looked up, and saw all the planets (jupiter was about 1/2 - 3/4 the size of the moon) in alignment in the sky. It may sound cool, but it seemed extremely ominous like there was some evil cosmic disaster going on. I went inside my tent and started searching for whatever the object was. I couldn't see a thing, so I pulled out my flashlight and turned it on but it didn't help at all. I still couldn't find it, so I went up to the doorway and the guards let me go in front of everyone else for some reason. Inside was not a bunker, but a mineshaft going into the darkness. I got on the mine cart and launched off. Let's just say when I came out everything turned really fucking weird... there was something involving a red flying squirrel who spoke english with a mexican accent and a few other weird fragments but the mine cart basically transported me into a different dream.

In this dream there was a massive Tyrannosaurus Rex somewhere between 50-150 feet tall hunting me and some other people at some place that looked like a research outpost in the jungle. I know a T-Rex hat big couldn't actually hurt anyone due to sheer unwieldiness but in this dream it definitely could rip people apart as easily as you can walk, and it wanted to. It was kind of like hide and seek in that it was seeking, and we had to hide. It moved so quickly on its massive legs that I knew once it found me there would be no escape. It even came close enough that it could have killed me but then started off in another direction. There was a building that was like the "safe zone" because for some reason it couldn't find people in there even though it had a glass ceiling. Only like 6 people could go there at once though or else it would detect the concentration of people and attack. We had to take turns, because for some reason it seemed like it was hunting in "rounds". Kind of like hide and seek.

I noticed I have several nightmare trends that are very common in nightmares (although I don't frequently have nightmares). A lot of times there will be several of these all at once.
1. Thick Air -
For some reason it is very hard to move. This is usually due to air that seems thick, but I can't actually feel it. I just need to apply more force to get through it. However, I can move at normal speeds, sometimes faster (if I am running than something) once I gather momentum. Almost every time, though, some obstacle ends up in my way and since I have only forward momentum I crash into it or can't avoid it. Imagine running really fast on REALLY slippery ice and trying to navigate around an obstacle. I don't slip or anything, the ice is just an illustration of the feeling, but I can't turn for my life.

2. Clumsiness -
With this type I am very clumsy, falling over constantly. Like I will fall over, get up, and fall over again before I can even fully stand up. Or anything regarding being psychotically clumsy.

3. Blindness -
I kind of blind. It isn't like looking into the darkness, it is extremely stressful and tiring. It is kind of like squinting constantly, or having a thick shade over your vision. A lot of times I won't be able to see even if I have a very bright light right in front of me. That or I just... can't see things.. I just can't. Not in a way that they seem invisible, but like text that is too small to read.

4. Left Behind -
There will be a monster or some reason for everyone to get away really fast and I am not fast enough. I am left alone to face the problem. This more commonly is combined with other ones.

5. Giants -
Giant creatures coming after me. The scary part isn't that they are so strong or dangerous, it is that they seem inescapable. It feels like no matter how far you run or where you hide, their long legs and sweeping vision will overtake you. I got a rush when I saw the first Attack on Titan episode because the part where they break into the city gave me this feeling and I felt genuine dread. Unfortunately it was a one-time thing and I can't get that feeling again, which sucks because it was really cool.

I will update this if I remember/find others.

I was dreaming about Harry Potter I was at Hogwarts and at one point I realized I must be dreaming and closed my eyes and reopened them. I kept telling everyone, "I'm not a witch, I'm an angel." I was with a group and we were on a high up roller coaster, it was terrifying. Then I separated myself from them after a female witch tried to talk to me and tried to get me to become a witch, but I lost her, and was outside and there was a staircase like the outdoor staircase in Pittsburgh, and someone said I'll find Damon for you because they thought I love him, but I said, "Aaron Dottle is my soulmate" and walked down the staircase and got away from them. I saw greenish purple round circular castles. I somehow found my friend Halley Katz and thought God said to the back of my mind, "Find someone you love". And me Halley and one other person smoked weed together in a dirt area under a bridge I think. One person smoked a joint and I smoked a bowl first I did it wrong put the bowl in my mouth then turned it around and smoked it right. I took two hits once with the lighter the first time it was already going so I didn't need to use the lighter. Then a person was trying to attack us. It was scary and there was much more to the dream I just forget about it. It was at the staircase that I became lucid, but I lost the lucidity later in the dream. I felt no affects from the weed, because I woke up right after smoking it.

I was in Pittsburgh and I don't live there anymore, so I knew I was in a dream. I was playing a video game and taking a test to see if I have any mental health problems, and my brother Peter was there, and I realized I was dreaming. I found my mom and dad they were together (in real life they're divorced), and I was scared for my health because i was asleep and knew I was dreaming, and they wrote something down on a piece of paper and told me to take a cab to a hospital. Suddenly I was outside, and I remembered to ask myself, Am I still dreaming? Yes was the answer. So I decided to practice my back flip. In real life I land kind of on my knees when I do it without a spotter, and on my feet bent legs but my hands reach out and touch the ground when I do it with a spotter. At first I couldnt do it, but then I managed to do a back flip, and I landed on my feet and then fell back down to the ground and hit my head, and I tried to sit up and stand up but I couldn't, all I could do was lift my head up off the ground. But I knew it was just a dream and I woke up soon after that, but still it left me afraid that doing a back tuck in real life would leave me paralyzed for life. I know in heaven Jesus would heal me and that this dream was just a warning to be careful and to only do it on a big soft mat or into a foam pit and with a spotter.

(Hypnagogic Hallucination): So I slightly woke up into the state between asleep and awake sometime in the dark early morning, and heard my mom and half sister talking, then I started to hear my dad talking (my dad whom I haven't spoken to or seen in years and would like to keep it that way, so you can imagine how bizarre it would be to hear him talking in my house to my mom and half sister all chill like everything's cool) to my mom and half sister. This made me super confused, and the first thing my sister and I would do in such a situation would be confide in each other but I was way to drowsy to even get up so without even doubting that I had the ability I started to telepathically communicate to my sister who was sleeping in her room next to mine, I communicated to her a thought, but if I were to put it into words It was something like 'Do you hear this?' and she instantly communicated back to me into my knowing that 'something is wrong here'. (Then I instantly fell into sleep)

So later in the morning when I woke up fully I realized more fully what I did earlier, and waited for my sister to wake up to ask her if she experienced me communicating to her last night. When she woke up, she wanted to tell me about her dream she had, so I let her and I was gonna tell her about the telepathic thing after. She told me that she was having a nice dream until suddenly it was shot into a dream where we were in our old childhood bedroom sitting indian style across from each other. We both looked up at the same time, making perfect eye contact and we knew that something was wrong and that the door had to be locked. She jumped up and locked the door immediately. After it was locked we both heard our dad storming around and we made eye contact again because we knew he was coming and we knew locking the door was the right thing to do.

So my paranoid hypnagogic hallucination made me communicate telepathically to my sis while she herself was dreaming, which threw her into a nightmare on the topic I was communicating to her about I'm thinking....

A group of traveling weird people invited me to ride with them on their caravan and talked with me. They gave me a peanut butter powder and I told them that I hate peanut butter. After the ride was over they made really good food for me. Later, a man tried to kidnap me. In the dream a blind man wanted to marry me and he tried to kidnap me , and my brother Peter protected me from him we were running and the blind man was chasing me. I was wearing a green dress and looking in a mirror and running around and I found my mom and brother Peter and we were on an ice-covered lake and I did a double or single (I dont remember) toe loop jump I was wearing ice skates (I want to be a figure skater) and almost bumped into someone, and then when we went off the ice Peter was gone so we (me and my mom) were looking for him, and it turned out he was under some rocks or logs and he was sopping wet and drowning, and I wanted to help him get out but then the dream morphed to a place where I was wearing a bra that was way to small on me and asking my mom for the dress that I was wearing earlier. There was a lot of weird things going on good and bad, but I forgot them, so I'll let go of this dream it was both good and bad I woke up from it at 5:20 am.

Later I had a dream that I was at a gymnastics class the teacher was spotting me doing back handsprings and front handsprings but we were in water. After I got out of the water I looked for the big mat that my martial arts school has and when I couldnt find it someone said that someone took it to their house for the summer, so I did front handsprings and back handsprings without a spotter, but at one point I was frozen and couldnt do a back handspring, but I could do a front handspring (usually I can only do them with a spotter, I have only had 2 gymnastics classes).

My mother and I were home alone. It was completely dark outside except for our porch light. We had heard reports that a scary man was running loose in the area. He broke into houses at night and stood in people's rooms and watched them sleep. I was fumbling with our door, trying to get it to lock. Suddenly, our porch light went out. I went into the kitchen and started talking with my mom. I said something like I hated how some people think it's funny to break into someone else's home. Then our porch light turned back on. I suddenly got really scared, thinking about the man. I started hyperventilating, and I woke up.

Alright, so, this morning, I had a couple dreams. I will list the 2 dreams that I remember. I don't remember much of the first one.

1. After I fell asleep, I remember dreaming about looking up and watching youtube videos. However, after I clicked one, I noticed that the video was like 20 seconds long. And it turned out to be a screamer (A sudden picture thats usually horrifying, with a scream sound). I tried clicking off the page because I knew it would be one somehow. However, it did NOT scare me at all, so I was still asleep. Usually if I am scared in a dream, I wake up immediately. However, this was not the case.

2. A few minutes later, I thought "I'm dreaming!" This is when I believe I had a semi lucid dream. It was semi lucid because I still couldn't see everything very clearly. I just got an overhead view of what looked like an RPG game. My character was walking in the forest. However, I was losing lucidity. It was getting darker and darker. I kept thinking "Rub your hands! Rub your hands! Keep lucidity!" And it apparantly worked. After a little while, I was brought into the first person perspective of the forest. This was my first lucid dream. The first thing I did was do a reality check by trying to Push 2 fingers through the palm of my other hand. However, that didnt work, and I forgot about my reality check that I did more often: Counting my fingers. I did not do this, and this was a mistake. I accidentally thought of Jeff the Killer (The Creepypasta), and my character began taking damage. However, nobody was there. I was wondering what was going on. A few minutes later, I woke up.

I am playing Dwarf Fortress, and mix with the game a little as I micro-manage the Dwarves to build an epic tower defense style entrance to their underground Fortress. It should be impenetrable! But I have to meet my friend A for coffee before I go to work.

I drive to the coffee shop on the North end of town in a white pickup truck, keenly aware that I don't have much time before I have to go to work, in the opposite part of town. I don't see her as I arrive, so I park in one of the open spaces and get out. There are little Dwarves around me, and a large wooden post next to the truck. I tie the truck to it with a rope as the Dwarves climb over the rope, the post, and the truck. Seems normal. Then the truck next to mind pulls away, and gets stuck on something, pivots substantially, and puts a big dent in the side of my truck.

Ignoring the dent, I still don't see any sign of my friend, so I go into the coffee shop. Immediately, some people ask me to participate in a study. I recognize most of them from when I was involved in the same study earlier. I was an auditor, checking in on their work, and never found out exactly what it was they were doing. Out of curiosity, I agree to participate. I thought I saw needle marks on some of the other participants, even though no needles were involved, so it seems like they have something to hide.

Assuring me that they just need to do a couple blood tests, a strong guy literally picks me up off the ground by my left arm and carries me down the hall. I would've walked, so I let him carry me. Then I suspect that perhaps the reason for this treatment is because what they are going to do to me should make me want to run away. I struggle to break free, but he is ridiculously strong. All my struggling has puffed out my arm veins. He stabs a big needle into my main bicep vein, and quickly draws blood out of me. I conclude that this all was just a very efficient method to get blood samples, and I relax.

I overhear a few scientists talking about one girl who they gave an injection to earlier. She has turned into some sort of monster, and is very dangerous. They have her barricaded in one of the lower levels of this building, about two floors below us. They then tell me that as part of this study, I must feed her, and they hand me a brown tray with a few unappealing plates of food on it. Apparently, she has killed all the guards, and everyone else who has gone near her. Great...

Making my way down to her floor, through some sturdy doors, and down some big stairways, I see her at the end of an abandoned hallway. Several open rooms are on either side of the hall, with no one in them. Some doors open, some closed. Blood, debris, and trash is strewn all over the floor and walls. It looks like a massacre. ...Quietly, I walk up to her from behind as she is hunched over a dead guy wearing a white lab coat. It looks like she's eating his flesh. I poke her gently in the back with the food tray to get her attention. With twitchy reflexes, she turns to face me abruptly, her cheeks and mouth covered in blood and weird black slime. Letting out a low growl, she begins to turn her body to face me as well as if she's getting ready to pounce like a cat. Basically, she's one of those scary fast zombies now...

Dropping the tray at her feet, I turn and run as hard as I can down the hall back the way I came. I hear her approach, but don't dare look back as even the slightest hesitation might be the edge she needs to catch me. I dart to my right into an open room, and close the door, locking it faster than I thought possible. A sturdy wooden door, with a very narrow window, I feel safe now.

Smashing the door right through the frame, she jumps into the room after me. I back away, and jump over a bed, putting it between her and I. She slowly walks up toward me, and climbs onto the bed. Laying down on her side facing me, she begins to speak normally. She tells me of how she no longer needs to have sex to reproduce. Having been discouraged by many males' eagerness to have sex, and concerned about that, she gave it up in favor of killing people to reproduce instead. Somehow it works for her. Almost on queue, I jizz in my pants. Yes, just like that SNL skit... "Well, now I especially am in the position to get killed by her!" I think, as I try to stay on my feet.

I put my hand on her shoulder to comfort her, and am teleported to a river in the middle of the night. I am positioned precariously on a steep snow bank, that is rapidly being dissolved into this raging river. I try to climb out, but the snow is too wet and slides down the bank, nearly taking me into the river with it. It all turns to slush around me.

With a few steps, I leap across the 10 ft river, onto the opposite snow bank that looks like its in better shape, and try to climb out of that side. The top of this one is crusty snow, and large chunks of it break off, falling over my head as I try not to fall with them into the frigid rapids right behind me. However, I have no other choice but to try, so I make another leap for the edge, only to have it break away, sending me falling backwards into the river.

Now looking down on the river from up in the sky, I see that I have died, and my body is being carried by the currents downstream. I watch as it floats along. Then it is carried to a Dwarven Fortress that is harnessing the water for some sort of industry. They fish my body out of the water and pass it to the medics to see if they can revive me. I watch as they try, and then conclude that I have died.

I re-materialize in front of the coffee shop again, having just parked the truck. This time there is a parrot on the post that I have tied the truck to. The parrot criticizes me on many levels. The parrot seems to have been emboldened by being let out of its cage. I let it criticize me, not really caring, because soon I must deal with the demon girl. I warn the parrot of this girl, and how the parrot himself should be careful - as she is very quick. I perceive images in my mind of the girl transforming into her demon form after being a cat, then a demon cat, in various stages of development.

I realize that time is not linear as we normally perceive it, and get in the truck to drive to work.

September 15, 2014

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I was picking up Kels from some sort of practice at my old high school. It was night time, and I was supposed to have my car, but instead, I had biked there. I was looking around for her, and couldn't find her, and then there was something running around my feet. I couldn't tell what the heck it was, and so I said, "WTF IS THAT!?"

"I dunno, Dog? Raccoon?" Said someone nearby.

"IS IT RABID?!"

"Yeah, probably."

I got super scared and tried to kick the thing away from me, but it kept running around my feet.

Finally, Kels was done and came up to me. "Where the hell were you?!" I asked.
She said she'd had to go inside and put on some under-armor because it was cold.
Or something.

I am standing in a tree-house. A boy with short, light brown hair stands across from me. He is looking up towards the heavens. I glance at him, then I look up. I look at him again: he is peaceful. His heart is radiating love, complete, unconditional love. He is thinking silently. We are both on DMT. An older, yet remarkably young, man walks in. He stands next to the boy - he is, perhaps, the boy's father or uncle. He is there to protect us. The tree house starts spinning, and there is a Kennywood sign in the distance. None of us are scared. It just is, and we are joyous. It spins and spins and spins.
Then I wake up, and the boy is gone. His father is gone. I want to meet them. God, were they real? I ask. I don't get a clear answer. I get an answer, I'm just not sure whether or not that answer came from God or my subconsciousness. He's Aaron Dottle's roommate in heaven. The father? Or uncle? I don't know.
I am laying down, my head is on my pillow. I try to savor the memory of the dream. Put it into my memory, remember what he looked like. I don't know his name. I stop thinking about Aaron's roommate - who I will meet someday - and shut my eyelids.
I am sitting in a room with a fireplace. There are tables with chairs. Couches. We are sitting discussing the Bible. It's one of those Upper Room dreams, the ones that make me want to go back to Pittsburgh and have fellowship with the Upper Room. I love them dearly...Jenna, Mike, Deirdre. We are all sitting together talking. There is complete honesty. None of us are judging. We are thinking about God, and Mike, the pastor, is teaching. We listen calmly, joyously. I ask them, "Have you seen Damon?" He is my soul-mate that I lost sight of, lost my chances with, but I know that, even though he pretends to hate me, he loves me as deeply as I love him. I gave away his secret. I can't tell you what it is. I hear, "He always asks, 'Have you seen Cali?'" and that makes me happy. Then I look down at my Bible. I read the words on the page. Do not be decieved: God cannot be mocked. A man reaps what he sows. Whoever sows to please their flesh, from the flesh will reap destruction; whoever sows to please the Spirit, from the Spirit will reap eternal life. Let us not become weary in doing good, for at the proper time we will reap a harvest if we do not give up. Therefore, as we have opportunity, let us do good to all people, especially to those who belong to the family of believers. Galations 6:7-10 I look up from my green leather Bible. We discuss. I think, 'I'll never give up on Damon.' Then I see Damon outside of the window. He is looking in and the window is open. I stand up and jump out the window and Damon starts running. I am running after him, hearing And I'll be by your side, wherever you fall in the dead of night, whenever you call and please don't fight these hands that are holding you. My hands are holding you. Suddenly the running is all there is: me and Damon, in heaven, running and running. We don't stop. Our feet silently touch the fresh green grass.
I open my eyes slowly. I'm back in my bed, and Damon is nowhere to be found. I remember hearing Tenth Avenue North. I want to be by Damon's side, I think. And I know that God is by Damon's side. I think, I hope Damon becomes Christian before he dies. I don't want him to go to Hell. I know he will get out and I will see him. I'll wait by his bed. I'll watch him sleep. And when he opens his eyelids, he'll finally stop dreaming. I'll stay awake. We'll stay up all night talking, as if we were communicating telepathically.
We were. I know it, because he stabbed me, and I woke up. He read my mind. He told me, 'If you're right, I'm happy.' And I know that someday, he will love God as much as I do. (He didn't stab me, but for a while I thought he did because I felt a sharp pain in my heart)
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I was in a library with many floors. I was exploring the books. Then suddenly I was in a painting class. I was holding a paintbrush. I dipped it into skin color paint, and touched the brush to the blank page in front of me.
There have been many dreams of heaven swimming pools. In one of them, it was small and divided between lanes, and I had a vest on. Something felt wrong, and I asked, Where’s Jesus, because in the dream I thought I was in heaven but everything was so wrong. Then the dream changed. Someone found me and held my hand and walked with me to a different area. One that was peaceful and beautiful. And then the person lead me to the pool in a building. It was huge and the water was clear and there were lap lanes but not only lap lanes. There was a lifeguard and she was climbing up the chair where lifeguards sat. It made me realize that I wouldn’t drown; no one in heaven would ever let me drown. Then I awoke happy, happy that I changed my dream by asking for Jesus. It was sort of lucid dreaming.
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I let the nightmares go. I just let myself forget them. I am not that person that was dreaming. Night changes many thoughts, and it wasn’t real. So I can’t tell you what it was that made me think differently about God, but right now I love God, so that’s all that matters.

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I joined a gym. They have free exercise classes. Am I awake? Am I dreaming? I don’t think so. From now on I plan to question my consciousness…ask myself if I’m awake. Then someday I’ll ask myself, am I awake? While I am sleeping. Maybe I’ll have more lucid dream.
Come back to reality, wake from your lucid dream. Sometimes I am just a dreamer. I go through life in a dreamlike way, but now I am awake. I am awake because I hear music and I’m not in the tunnel machine that I often go through while I’m sleeping and dreaming. There isn’t that nightmarish cliff that I saw when I was dreaming about wanting to buy donuts in Pittsburgh. There was a cliff and a railing and a road below the cliff, and I was scared out of my mind.
I dreamt I was loving Sara Leticia, but I don’t remember the dream, but the essence was that she had room for me in her life, and that she was letting me into her life with Stefan. Before that I had a dream that I was doing back handsprings, and it was so easy and simple. One day, like in my many gymnastics dreams, I will do backhandsprings and back tucks and they will be simple and easy. After thousands of years of training, I will do gymnastics like the girl I wish I was, the girl I wish I grew up as.
Because I didn’t become that girl (yet), I became the girl that loves violin and writing. Sometimes I feel absolutely joyous listening to myself playing violin. Sometimes I feel bored playing violin, not loving the sound I’m making, so I put my violin away, and I go someplace quiet to sit and think. Later I pick up the violin again and try to make it sing.
I had a dream where I was in heaven and running. There was a staircase that went down millions of feet and then a lovely green hill. Wherever I was I just kept running. Then I found some people and we were looking at rocks and gently putting them in the water. I found a red and black rock that looked like a beating heart. Someone said, "Look for a Jesus colored rock." I said, the rock I found is red and that's the color of the blood He shed to save us. Earlier in the dream I was sharing clothing that a boy was wearing, we swapped clothing. When I woke up it was like there was a rock laying on top of my chest, I couldn't move and it was scary. The lesson I learned: just keep running, just keep holding on, because there will be God's light somewhere in the distance, and you will find it, you will dream it, you will hold onto God's love. Just keep running through the rocky terrain and you will find a beautiful garden.

I think the dream lasted only 8 minutes.I think this because I went to sleep around 10:12pm and woke up at 11:08pm. It was scary though. At first I was helping my mom with something than tried putting my parakeets in their cage. When suddenly I appeared on a bed and a boy I don't know was talking to me. I thought he was a new dream guide I made but than started thinking negative thoughts. I thought what if I summon something evil into my dream by mistake. I tossed out that idea than asked it why it was interested in being in the dream with me. It said I was still pretty hot even though I was small. I tried to hug it after that but it dodged me, started laughing and told me not to get excited. I grabbed it though and suddenly I felt like my whole being was being sucked into a vortex from the character. Like it was going in me and draining me. I reappeared on the same bed with the blanket on my head and felt awful. Like I was heavy and couldn't breathe right. I thought it was real life so I was really scared. The Dc came back into the dream after that and tried putting the blanket back on me but I took it off. I forced myself to wake up after that. My body began to shake without me making it do that and my heart beat was kind of fast cause I was scared. After like 20 minutes it stopped though so I'm happy.

Trapped in a small gray chamber, about the size of an average living room, but made entirely of stone and metal. I look up and see that this room has no ceiling, but instead a giant shaft, hundreds of feet tall with an opening to the sky, presumably to let a little bit of light in, which it does. There is a wide passageway down some rubble to a dead end room about the same size of what I'm in, and another hallway on the opposite side. I look down that hallway to see if I can get out, but my view is blocked by a man in full medieval plate armor, carrying a medium length sword with a 3 inch wide blade. He roars at me, and charges. Terrified, I run the opposite direction, and am cornered in the dead end room. I face the man, just as he rams the sword through my chest. Leaving it in me for a few moments, he pulls it out, and I crumple to the ground. All I can see are his steel boots as he stands above me, watching me writhe in pain before I die.

Having died, I appear again in the same chamber. I look for how to get out, and see the swordsman again. Seems kind of familiar. I feel like he is hostile as he again starts to charge in my direction, so I run again. Cornered, I try to dodge his sword strikes, get a major cut in my shoulder, then am stabbed through my gut. It feels like being really sick with food poisoning, but combined with a lot of burning. I fold over forward and he cuts my head off.

Re-appearing in the same chamber as before, I wonder if I can get out this time. But quickly the swordsman appears again and chases me into the dead end. This time I attack him, but have no weapons other than my fists. I dodge his strike, and punch him in the metal face shield, breaking my fist on his helmet. Ignoring the pain, I punch him more, but he doesn't seem to be phased at all by this as he slashes me in the side. I go to block his second strike with my forearm, but his swing cuts clear through my arm, decapitating me.

Having just died, I find myself in the same room as before, but this time I remember the previous encounters and ready myself. I conclude that he will kill me no matter what I try, and there is no escape. He has been coming from a dead end hallway somehow, so there is no where to go. I think about how he's probably done nice things in the past, and bring to mind feelings of warmth and closeness to him, like he is my best friend from all time. I even wish for him and everyone to be happy. A blissful tingling feeling starts at the base of my spine, then rises to the top of my head, then back down, and out to my arms. It feels amazing, but I focus more on loving this swordsman than getting distracted by this feeling.

The swordsman approaches again, but this time I do not run. I stand and face him. I can't help but smile, happy to see him. He kneels down, lowers his sword, and rams it through my foot, the long way, all the way through, splitting my toes in half, cutting through the bone, and going all the way out the heel end of my foot. I am briefly distracted by the searing pain as I fall to the floor in front of him. Remembering my love from before, the pain disappears, but he quickly withdraws the sword and slays me once again. This time I wake up.

September 08, 2014

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Haunted Amusement Park on the High Way

I am driving at night in the snow... I am coming home from some event that I had been at with one of the groups I am in... I can't remember if it was with my Cohort or if it was with the Backpacking Club...

I'm in the car with at least one other girl, and suddenly we start flying over a super haunted Amusement Park on the way. It was in the median between the two directions on the highway... We flew around the Farris-wheel a few times and then through this creepy-ass clown's face, driving up its tongue and into its mouth, and then out through a hole in the back of its head... I was getting so creeped out, but the car was moving on its own and a male voice kept telling me it was alright and I shouldn't be scared... Eventually I regain control and get the fuck back on the road, driving as fast as I can away from that place.

When we get to the destination, we surprised everyone and I get drinks with them. There was something about a talking tree....




Seduction

Two ladies (possibly sisters, or maybe just friends staying over?) are defending a house from robbers by seducing them. Allan Rickman is one of them. The robbers get caught and go bye-bye to jail, and the ladies go on with the life. Apparently both of them have men-folk who hadn't been at home when the robbers came, and they both get pregnant around the same time. The younger one then goes away for a while and comes back with a baby.

But the older lady is all nosy about how it happened, and finds out that the baby is actually Alan Rickman's. The older one gasped and yelled at the younger one that the seducing was never supposed to go that far. The younger one says she couldn't help it "and besides it was great, and she had been seeing him on conjugal visits ever since."

Bahahaha!