that_taco_guy
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The other night, I had a nightmare.
It wasn't something I normally have. Dreams are rare.
Funny thing was... is that this wasn't an nightmare when it started. I was being dragged along(literally) by someone(or something?) in the woods. It was daytime, and I felt the earth move below me. It was fun. I liked it. I remember smiling and feeling happy. Then... we reached a house. We made it to the second floor somehow, the details are fuzzy on how. I think we jumped through a window?
Either way, downstairs, there were a bunch of people in the same attire.
No... not a bunch of people.
The same person; Black tie, gray-ish suit, dark brown bowler hat.
They were my nightmare.
They essentially were the opposite of The Weeping Angels from Doctor Who. When they are seen, they exist. When they are not, they don't. Meaning they only come at you when you see them. When your eyes are closed, they remain stationary. You only see them attacking you. Their eyes are like that of a dead person. Pale color, you know what I'm talking about. Their mouths, like the Weeping Angels; Fangs.
They suck out your soul.
I... I think they killed me.
All I remember is waking up... terrified.
I have never been as scared of opening my eyes as I have that morning. It was like 3:30 AM.
It's the only recent dream I can remember.
It doesn't haunt me or make me scared of anything, but the thought always lingers.
Them.
Goodnight, friends.
{ Cross-post from my blog. }
It wasn't something I normally have. Dreams are rare.
Funny thing was... is that this wasn't an nightmare when it started. I was being dragged along(literally) by someone(or something?) in the woods. It was daytime, and I felt the earth move below me. It was fun. I liked it. I remember smiling and feeling happy. Then... we reached a house. We made it to the second floor somehow, the details are fuzzy on how. I think we jumped through a window?
Either way, downstairs, there were a bunch of people in the same attire.
No... not a bunch of people.
The same person; Black tie, gray-ish suit, dark brown bowler hat.
They were my nightmare.
They essentially were the opposite of The Weeping Angels from Doctor Who. When they are seen, they exist. When they are not, they don't. Meaning they only come at you when you see them. When your eyes are closed, they remain stationary. You only see them attacking you. Their eyes are like that of a dead person. Pale color, you know what I'm talking about. Their mouths, like the Weeping Angels; Fangs.
They suck out your soul.
I... I think they killed me.
All I remember is waking up... terrified.
I have never been as scared of opening my eyes as I have that morning. It was like 3:30 AM.
It's the only recent dream I can remember.
It doesn't haunt me or make me scared of anything, but the thought always lingers.
Them.
Goodnight, friends.
{ Cross-post from my blog. }
