Lying there on my bed, motionless, facing a clock across the room. I cannot move, I am held against my will against something invisible to me. As hard as I try to move my arms, my attempts are futile against the greater power against me.

I look at the clock, and it begins developing into something monsterous. It begins to have something grow out from it. I can't quite explain what it was too well, but it held similar properties to water. It seemed free-flowing, but held a consistent shape and form. It began spiraling counter-clockwise. It resembled something of a black hole, but only with water.

Slowly, it began to almost suck me in. Inch by agonizing inch. But the strange part was, I wasn't moving at all. I felt as if I was being stretched out. Like having my insides pulled towards the vortex. It was a bad feeling, something I don't want to experiance again.

I kept trying to move my arms and legs harder, and more desperately now, as the feeling grew more intense. I see strange, unclear objects/things/people around me. They/it is very unclear and dark, but appeared to be of the same material as the vortex. A water form creature, that was very small. (About 1-2 feet tall), and there were many of them around the base of my bed.

I began to think in my nightmare that if I moved, I would be totally consumed in the vortex. I tried calling out for help. A cry for aide. Twice I tried it, but no sound escaped my mouth. No utter of attempt, nothing. Just the deafening silence of my insides being pulled.

I awake after what seemed like agonizing hours, and find that I'm drenched with sweat. As if from a fever.
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This nightmare is what drove me to look into Lucid Dreaming. I want to confront this again, and hopefully find what its meaning is, and to overcome it.