Somniloquist

DATE: September 2, 2011
LUCIDITY: 1/5
COHESIVENESS: 3/5
FUN/AWESOMENESS RATING: 3/5

I was with a friend in a maze of clearings and paths through a forest of palm trees next to a sandy beach.



I looked over the treeline in time to see a massive tidal wave rising maybe a hundred feet, rushing through the trees toward us. The peak stretched inland, blanketing the sky, but I don't know what happened to the foot of the wave. I contemplated diving in and somehow beating the force of the rushing water and swimming through to the other side.

Most of the wave escape is a blur. I remember being inside a huge, warped version of my house, next to the ocean. The back wall of the kitchen was several metres tall, and I was on a ledge near the top, clinging to a little metal ring in the wall with a few other people, hoping that we were high enough to avoid the tidal waves, which were still sweeping over the beach toward the house.

When the waves passed, my house returned to normal, and I was standing in the sun room with another person. My house was supposed to be some kind of store, and this other person and I were the employees. I had just finished my shift and it was around 6pm, but my coworker had to stay until closing, around 9pm. We were staring out the window as jets flew by overhead, putting on some kind of air show. I have no idea how long that went on, but we lost interest.

I think my coworker might have been my brother. I thought about staying to keep him company, and we ended up hanging out in the living room. I don't remember what we were talking about, but at some point I went upstairs and looked out the window, and saw two furry dark figures in the yard. It was getting dusky, but I could still see them well enough to decide that it was a porcupine and a raccoon. I hadn't locked my chickens in the shed for the night yet, so I ran downstairs and grabbed my boots on to go get them.

I dashed out the back door and skidded to a stop. Somehow I hadn't noticed through the window that there were several other figures in the yard. One was a black bear, and the others might have appeared human at the time.

I started yelling to scare the bear away, but for some reason it wasn't bothered. It seemed to be really smart and aggressive, and it started moving toward the open shed door. My brother ran out onto the deck next to me with a sledgehammer in his hand, and slammed it down on the deck. It sparked as though it had scraped against metal, and the noise finally startled the bear a little. It started moving away from the shed and back down the driveway, so we kept screaming and making noise to scare it farther away.

The bear disappeared around the corner, and the yard was momentarily still. Then a large group of people from inside my house suddenly spilled out onto the deck with us. I wanted to close the shed door before the bear or any of the creatures returned--and we knew they would eventually--and a couple of the people joined me so we would be safer together. As we ran down the stairs into the yard, I vaguely registered the pitch-black forest at the edge of the yard, filled with glowing green eyes. I don't know what kind of creatures were waiting in the woods, but somehow I knew that they would stay out of the yard long enough for us to close the shed door and get back inside the house.

I dashed into the shed and found that a couple of the chickens were up on their perches, but one was still down on the ground. Apparently this chicken was living some kind of human double life and had accumulated some debt. The only way she knew how to get out of it was to kill herself, so she huddled down in the wood shavings in their pen and threw some shavings on her back. I picked up my debt-ridden chicken and set her up on the perches with the others, and turned to leave the shed quickly.

I hadn't even noticed that my friends had disappeared while my back was turned. Two vampires, a woman and a man, had snuck inside the shed and were waiting for me. I knew the man was the leader of his vampire clan, and that the bear had actually been him in disguise. The woman looked a lot like Anne Openshaw from Supernatural episode 1.20:



I backed up until I hit the wall as she moved closer, and soon she was so close she was nearly pressed against me. I don't remember what happened at that point, but somehow I managed to grab the top of the metal trash can next to me, and started hitting her in the forehead with the rim. It clearly just shocked her at first, and was a bit annoying. I kept driving the cover into her forehead, leaving marks on her skin, and she didn't even try to stop me. I don't remember if I killed her like this, or if I drove a wooden spear through her--but next thing I remember, I was tossing her corpse to the side, and then I had a makeshift spear in my hand, ready to go after the leader.

The leader was laughing a bit, but seemed like he was drunk and only half aware of what was going on. I stabbed him once shallowly, and he looked a bit stunned, so I tried it a couple more times. Finally, he started to fight back, stumbling through the open door into the yard.

I chased after him with my spear, struggling to keep up and drive the spear in farther. He ran along the edge of the yard toward the pond, quickly slipping out of my reach. I thought I had lost him before managing the fatal blow, but as I watched, he suddenly slowed down and started stumbling around drunkenly on the spot.

I closed the distance between us and drove the wooden spear straight through his torso this time. He collapsed face first on the ground in front of me, and I drove the spear through him a few more times before I was finally satisfied that he was dead. At that point, I woke up.