RE: "Seriously brain, what the hell?" A Thread For Weird Dreams and Nightmares
01-20-2017, 07:41 PM
(This post was last modified: 01-20-2017, 07:44 PM by Solekii.)
I have one that came out of nowhere the other day.
So basically I was in this field full of long grass, think big open pasture, and luckily dream me was not allergic to everything like real me would be so that was cool.
Anyway I was with someone, don't know who because I never actually saw them I just sort of assumed they were there. Like some kind of presence, I guess. Dream me didn't question it.
So we were in this open field and there was a decrepit white picket fence near-by, half torn down with chipped paint and claw marks on it. I didn't question this, really, but I got a sort of weird feeling from it, like something was wrong. But I'd gotten the idea in my head that I was on an adventure, so we started exploring.
Further into the field was this broken down and dirty shack missing a roof and part of the walls. The door was in tact and rather than hopping the walls, we used that for whatever reason.
Inside the shack was mostly just broken tools, but there was this huge cellar door right smack in the middle. So, naturally, I wanna open it. Dream-me must be built as fuck because I lifted that thing no problem even though it was a massive, heavy metal door.
We swung that sucker open and hopped down into the dark abyss it led to. I suppose I had a flashlight because as we were spelunking down the deep, dark and damp cave that door lead to I had a light I was shining on things. Whenever I hit a particularily dark shadow, these weird squiggle smoke tendrils would react and kind of make strange backwards quiet-shriek sounding noises. This was starting to really creep dream me out but I wanted to keep going, so I did.
We got past the ruined tunnels and leaky ceilings into a bigger hollowed out area. Sitting in the corner, sort of propped up sideways against the wall was the most dark, decrepit carousel I've ever seen. But instead of horses, the figures were faceless people in pencil stances, broken and downright demonic looking in the dim light.
So what does dream me do upon seeing this horrifying thing? Ride it, of course.
To get on you sort of had to cling to the figures and it would just start up on its own. I got the feeling my 'friend' was watching me. It ran super slow, and played horror-game-esque music box melodies as I went around.
The squiggly shadows were everywhere in this room. And by the end of the ride all I wanted to do was leave. It wasn't genuine fear but it was a definite 'alright I'm done' creeped-out feeling.
My friend was gone then. Like I said I never saw them for sure but I got the feeling they left. So I got off the ride and tried to re-trace my tracks but the whole tunnel had rearranged itself to always lead me back to that room.
Eventually I found a trap-door under the carousel that somehow led up and I'm not even sure how that looked to be honest. It was like I was going down... then suddenly climbing.
The trap door lead me into this huge, well-decorated but abandoned mansion. The TV was on but I somehow knew this place was abandoned.
So dream me decides to sit on the couch and watch TV. My friend had been waiting there, I guess, and... then I woke up.
Lemme tell ya it was a hell of a ride.
So basically I was in this field full of long grass, think big open pasture, and luckily dream me was not allergic to everything like real me would be so that was cool.
Anyway I was with someone, don't know who because I never actually saw them I just sort of assumed they were there. Like some kind of presence, I guess. Dream me didn't question it.
So we were in this open field and there was a decrepit white picket fence near-by, half torn down with chipped paint and claw marks on it. I didn't question this, really, but I got a sort of weird feeling from it, like something was wrong. But I'd gotten the idea in my head that I was on an adventure, so we started exploring.
Further into the field was this broken down and dirty shack missing a roof and part of the walls. The door was in tact and rather than hopping the walls, we used that for whatever reason.
Inside the shack was mostly just broken tools, but there was this huge cellar door right smack in the middle. So, naturally, I wanna open it. Dream-me must be built as fuck because I lifted that thing no problem even though it was a massive, heavy metal door.
We swung that sucker open and hopped down into the dark abyss it led to. I suppose I had a flashlight because as we were spelunking down the deep, dark and damp cave that door lead to I had a light I was shining on things. Whenever I hit a particularily dark shadow, these weird squiggle smoke tendrils would react and kind of make strange backwards quiet-shriek sounding noises. This was starting to really creep dream me out but I wanted to keep going, so I did.
We got past the ruined tunnels and leaky ceilings into a bigger hollowed out area. Sitting in the corner, sort of propped up sideways against the wall was the most dark, decrepit carousel I've ever seen. But instead of horses, the figures were faceless people in pencil stances, broken and downright demonic looking in the dim light.
So what does dream me do upon seeing this horrifying thing? Ride it, of course.
To get on you sort of had to cling to the figures and it would just start up on its own. I got the feeling my 'friend' was watching me. It ran super slow, and played horror-game-esque music box melodies as I went around.
The squiggly shadows were everywhere in this room. And by the end of the ride all I wanted to do was leave. It wasn't genuine fear but it was a definite 'alright I'm done' creeped-out feeling.
My friend was gone then. Like I said I never saw them for sure but I got the feeling they left. So I got off the ride and tried to re-trace my tracks but the whole tunnel had rearranged itself to always lead me back to that room.
Eventually I found a trap-door under the carousel that somehow led up and I'm not even sure how that looked to be honest. It was like I was going down... then suddenly climbing.
The trap door lead me into this huge, well-decorated but abandoned mansion. The TV was on but I somehow knew this place was abandoned.
So dream me decides to sit on the couch and watch TV. My friend had been waiting there, I guess, and... then I woke up.
Lemme tell ya it was a hell of a ride.