Scariest Nightmare

[Crunk Sinatra]

Ever had a dream that scared you so much that even after you woke and realized it was a dream, you were still paralyzed with fear. Like so scary that you're afraid of the dark for a couple days. I had a dream like that the summer after my first year of college. I was so scared when I woke up that I actually had to wake up my mother because I had had a nightmare. So my dream went something like this... I was watching a documentary on the History channel or something, and the narrator is a Ben Stein type. You know, like real monotone but being a smartass about it too. Well he was talking about how the first cities to be saved would be along this major points along the globe, the only one I remember was Atlanta. Here I saw a globe with random points scattered throughout all the continents, but then he said that, "more specifically, it will look like this." Then the narrator placed a transparency over the globe with a marking that connected the dots to form the Catholic symbol of the holy spirit. Then it showed a cg graphic of golden arrows falling out of the sky. Then my dream transported me outside of my room, as I faced east I saw a sky full of the blackest storm clouds I've ever seen. But they were exploding into the same golden light from the cg graphic and the explosions were coming my way fast. Next thing I know I'm in my room, awake now mind you, and the golden light is in my room with me. I didn't open my eyes but I could still see the blinding gold light through my eyelids and feel its warmth. All I could do was close them tighter and curl into a fetal position... until the light disappeared. I laid there is total disbelief. Scared to open my eyes while my own heartbeat threatened to deafen me and make my heart explode simultaneously. I was so scared I could only be brave in sections. As in, it took me minutes of laying in bed too scared to breathe before I finally sat up. More minutes passed before I finally put one foot off the bed, then the other. I continued in this fashion until I finally was able to stand up, walk to my door, open it, and slowly make my way through my hallway to wake up my mom. There I was a grown man taking a half hour walk to my parent's room because I'm stopping every few minutes out of paranoia, until I could wake up my mother to tell her about my nightmare. She woke up, made some tea, and drank it with me. We went back to sleep a little later, but man was I still shaking.