"the Possessed House"

[Oneironaut Zero]

10/10/2006 “The Possessed House” Some friends and I were in a massive house. It was obviously an old one and made completely out of wood. I can’t remember what we were doing there, but some strange old guy was our host. We seemed to hang out in this house through the night (this dream lasted fuckin forever. Had some Calea Z and B6 before bed. Should have known I would be just asking for a dream like this) But, after a while, we’d become aware that this house was possessed. After weird shit happened, the old man with us explained how it was “alive.” There were these huge organic tendrils, tentacles and all kinds of shit just lurking in every dark corner and room, trying to grab us, along with huge insects the size of everything from large dogs to people, coming from everywhere. The place was even infested with the “Tremor (movie) worms.” It felt like we were running around that house for hours trying to find a way out, but it wouldn’t let us. Every exit we would journey toward led to some new, twisted, scenario. One huge room seemed to tear away into an infinite void, the floor and walls broken away as if that section of the house was a doorway to space, itself. We had to struggle to get back to the door and “exit” the room before we were forever lost in the blackness that was sucking us further away from that door and into the void. Back “inside” the house, (or out of that room, however you wanna look at it) we kept on the run, some of my friends actually being killed by the grasping tendrils that came from the walls, pulling them further into the house as if it was eating them. Occasionally, I’d see my friends again after they were “killed,” but I could tell they weren’t the same. They’d be possessed by whatever it was that possessed the house, and they’d do whatever they could to keep the rest of us from leaving. FINALLY, after having waaaaaaaay too much of this crap, I started to realize what was going on. The old guy that was hosting us was in front of me, being the creepy old man that he was and all of a sudden I blurted out “Holy shit, I’m dreaming! I’m dreaming!!” (…Thank God.) He looked at me with an empty look in his eyes and said “No….You’re having a Niiiiiiiiightmaaaaaaaarreee!! and, as he did this, his eyes rolled back in his head and his face got all twisted and distorted and seemed to be melting off of his skull. The large tendrils that had been creeping around through the walls burst out of this man’s body and began spreading out to cover the area. I cocked back my arm and tried to throw some sort of light from my palms, hoping to fry the man’s (now monstrous) form, but nothing was coming out. The B6 and Calea were just making things all too vivid and the situation was too fucking intense. Control didn’t come easy at all. We were on the run again. I had one friend left and we were going all through the hallways trying to find away out. Even though I knew I was dreaming, I couldn’t fight the Calea and B6 and pull my wits together long enough to find a way out of this dream, so we continued to do it the old fashioned way; searching and running. Sooner or later we found ourselves at the beginning of this loooooong hallway. At the end of the hall was a single window….and it was daylight outside. Just as I’d started to wonder if we were going to be able to make it through the hallway without incident, I could see the tentacles breaking out of the walls and ceiling of the hallway, starting to fill up the space, making a constricting tunnel of grasping arms waiting for us, should we try to reach the window. I remembered a technique I’d been thinking of (while awake) to try out in just this sort of bad dream situation. I was able to focus for just a moment and pushed all my energy outward from my center, straining and growling a little bit to really exert force. My body burst into a blaze of my energy, as if I was a Dragonball Z character, creating a force-field around me. I pushed outward a little more and it started burning all of the things that were trying to reach out and grab us, without harming the friend that was with me. (Which, of course, looks kinda like this ) Protected by this burning glow, I grabbed his wrist and did a forward dash, flying straight for the window, torching away the entire 50something-yard hallway of shit as we cut through it like a hot knife. We smashed out the other side of the window and landed on a concrete walkway. It was a foggy, early morning. This was when I saw that the outside of the house looked like a big, inner-city warehouse or factory. With this moment of relief, I tried to focus and withdraw from the dream one more time. I closed my eyes and tried to pull all my senses back to the waking world. Wrong. When I opened them, the world around me was 150% vivid. Much more than before I’d tried to eject from the dream. I was anchored in that intense dream state that I’ve only experienced through B6 and Calea. The tentacles were starting to grow back in the hallway and began trying to crawl out of the window toward us. I jumped off of the walkway and tried to fly out over the yard. I couldn’t get the speed I was looking for, and it was like trying to move through water, while flying. Thinking of the “tremor worms,” I thought it would be a really bad idea to land on the grass, and that anxiety actually made me start to sink toward it. The yard in front of the building was huge and I had a long way to go before I was out of it. I turned around, hovering, and tried to keep my feet from touching the ground, which was f’cking hard. I’d given up trying to get across the yard and ended up…eventually…making it back to the walkway. I figured it would be a better idea to keep to the concrete and make my way away from this place, since I was having so much trouble in the air. As we were leaving, a little girl, about 10 years old and wearing a black hoodie with the hood back, walked down the stairs at the end of the walkway toward us. (I think it was Cierra, a little older than she is now, but I’m not sure because I don’t remember her being with us while we were running through the house) She had this ominous look in her eyes and she looked at me, asking my permission (which is what made me think it was Cierra, even more than her appearance) to “take over out here,” as well. The “house” obviously had possession of her. I told her “No. You can’t.” She stared at me for a moment, obviously disappointed, and turned back around to walk back in the house. As she did that, she held a hand out beside her to trace her fingers along the wall, like little kids do, and I noticed that, instead of fingers, a few small strings of those tentacles slithered out of the hoodie sleeve and caressed along the wall. She walked up the steps and disappeared back into the house.

[Burns]

Cool dream! the end with Cierra was kinda creepy...

[Oneironaut Zero]

Very creepy, actually. Just the dead-serious look on her face was enough to make my skin crawl. The tentacle things were just icing on the cake.

[qzole]

I always love, how you tell your superintense, supercool dreams. And I like things wich freak out ppl

[Oneironaut Zero]

I always love, how you tell your superintense, supercool dreams. And I like things wich freak out ppl [/b] Thanks, man. I love that people even enjoy taking the time to read them.

[Twoshadows]

Yes, not only are they cool dreams, but you have a wonderful writing style that makes them very entertaining to read.

[Oneironaut Zero]

Thanks, TS. I sometimes wonder if I'm going too far into things, and they get boring, but usually I end up enjoying re-reading them, anyway.

[VirtualReality]

Damn a nice dream!!! It reminds me of an action/horror movie. I would very much like to have one of those.

[VirtualReality]

By the way... Do you drink the tea of Calea Zacatechichi, or do you smoke the leaves? (wikipedia says that you have to smoke the leaves as well...)

[Oneironaut Zero]

Thanks for checking it out, man. And I only smoke the leaves. I may try the tea out one of these days, but usually I just smoke a couple bowls of the Calea and I'm good.

[VirtualReality]

I have read somewhere that the tea tastes repulsive, and that you will probably feel sick and maybe throw up...

[Oneironaut Zero]

I have read somewhere that the tea tastes repulsive, and that you will probably feel sick and maybe throw up... [/b] Heh. One of the many reasons I'm in no hurry to try it.