Talk:Nightmares & Dreamscapes/@comment-27132764-20160714194251

My dreams have always been strange and somewhat humorous, they wouldn't seem out of place in LCD: Dream Emulator or some surreal comedy story. There was one exception, my first and only true nightmare, happened pretty recently aswell.

It was me in my home, but it was dark, very dark. Everything was off, and the paint on my room's wall were gone. The blinds were closed, a not even a but of light was peering through the spaces not covered.

I got off my bed, but I could barely walk. I was wobbling around and almost falling constantly, it was like my legs were made out of Pringles sticks being held together by wet tissue paper and chewed gum. I got out of my room, and all the rooms in the hallway were closed shut, and I heard noises coming from behind the closed doors. Gurgling noise, like someone was choking on something.

I went to where the stairs were, but they were nowhere to be found. The hallway kept going, I started hearing a voice; whether it was mine or someone elses it doesn't matter. The voice was saying something along the lines of "He is here" or something like that.

The hallway got darker and darker to point where visability was nigh impossible. This where the dream goes from eriee to fucking horrible. The hallway finally ended with a door, and the door lead to room. The room was a my homes kitchen, and in the middle of the room and on the floor was my mom. Something was jutting out of her back.

That's when I woke up, so much for good nights rest.

The dream I had only a few day's after this one was thankfully another absurd and surreal dream.