Confusing Dream I Just Had (736 hits)
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Submitted by <Brutality Can Never Be Undone> (View user info) at 2004-08-27 04:06:07 EDT
I'm at work, sort of.
I can see the first floor layed out in front of me from the balcony of the second where I stand.
From my location I can see, in the far corner, where the rooms are that the band are in. They've each got separate rooms, what would normally be offices, close together if not sharing a wall with someone else.
Somehow I know that the bass player, who is not present, has recently died and that I am his replacement. The mood of the place is so thick you can taste it, which is strange until is see why...
I can't even begin to explain it. It was clearly humanoid, but not clearly because you couldn't see the edge of the form. It's as if it were a slim man that was pure blackness... Except where the edge of the form would be is just black. Flowing, rippling void leaving the shape like flames in all directions. Masking the form and making it impossible to pin down where the figure ends and where everything else begins.
As good as I try to describe this... whatever it is, nothing could ever compare to the image in my mind. I could spend days trying and it would still be wrong.
I can somehow see the course this thing will take through the halls. I can see it, but it hasn't happened yet. And then I become the guitar player...
Now I'm in the guitar player's head. I'm lying on my side on a bed propped up on one elbow. I'm reflecting on all the good times spend in the company of the bass player that just passed away. At the same time I'm playing some kind of solitaire but the cards are in exactly the perfect order, except backwards making it impossible to do anything; there are no moves.
I know the vocalist is in his room right next door, reflecting as well, but wasn't nearly as close to him as I was. In fact, for some reason, I don't think he much cares at all.
I continue my look back on our time together and it becomes painful enough that I'm falling apart emotionally even though I'm smiling at good times we shared. Right at the most overwhelmingly difficult moment....
I see it.
At no point is it stopped. Moving quickly, with no hesitation, from before I even notice it heading straight towards me. It comes straight at me. It makes contact.
Panic.
It's been less than a half-second since first seeing it and now I'm struggling with it for my life. I know that's what it's after. Wildly thrashing about and attacking back with the desperation only the fear of death can bring, I seem to be affecting it. Though I can't even see my hands on its throat or where I'm striking it because of the radiant void, it's attack suddenly stops and it leaves as fast as it came in.
The whole encounter with that thing took no more than a second but the intensity has left me full of adrenalin from the fear of losing my life to this thing.
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Submitted by VirtuosoDilettante (user info) at 2004-09-22 18:28:43 EDT (#)
Ranking: 1
Submitted by <Brutality Can Never Be Undone> at 2004-08-27 04:06:07
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(1) "It was clearly humanoid, but not clearly "...
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I had to read the entire post twice, and liked it better the second time. I like how abstract and undefined the "thing" is, as this allows me to use my imagination (substitute my own fears, etc).
(1) There are a few sentences (such as this one) that made the reading less fluid for me. It's the double use of the word "clearly" that slowed it down. I would have dropped the first "clearly", or just used a synonym.
You mention "the fear of losing my life", yet it was actually the guitar player's life. My twisted view is that the "thing" is the new bass player, and you have assumed the perspective of the guitarist during your assault.
"I can somehow see the course this thing will take through the halls. I can see it, but it hasn't happened yet. And then I become the guitar player..."
Submitted by munkeypants (user info) at 2004-09-12 22:55:37 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
I think this went over my head.
Now I feel dumb.
Submitted by Hippy (user info) at 2004-09-12 22:45:46 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
I liked it. Feel sorry for you that actually remember your nightmares. I just wake up feeling sick or sad or something but don't know why.
Submitted by scoundrl at 2004-08-27 13:41:34 EDT (#)
Ranking: 1
That's where you wake up and frantically try to figure out if it was real. Those
few seconds where you're still dreaming and awake at the same time. Your eyes don't
focus on anything, your dream echoes in your ears and your heart pounds through your
chest with shear panic......
..........you have to lay off the Taco Bell before bedtime.
I had a dream the other night, you know...that really common one....
...the one where you're the Captain on a pirate ship and your crew is made up of 8
of your old girlfriends and you're about to make the little green guy on the pinyatta
donkey walk the plank....ok, well maybe it's not as common as I thought.
Submitted by scoundrl <josephlrichie.at.yahoo.com> at 2004-08-27 13:40:45 EDT (#)
Ranking: 1
That's where you wake up and frantically try to figure out if it was real. Those
few seconds where you're still dreaming and awake at the same time. Your eyes don't
focus on anything, your dream echoes in your ears and your heart pounds through your
chest with shear panic......
..........you have to lay off the Taco Bell before bedtime.
I had a dream the other night, you know...that really common one....
...the one where you're the Captain on a pirate ship and your crew is made up of 8
of your old girlfriends and you're about to make the little green guy on the pinyatta
donkey walk the plank....ok, well maybe it's not as common as I thought.
Submitted by retarded_ape123 (user info) at 2004-08-27 06:33:38 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
You should see a doctor
Submitted by d_prime (user info) at 2004-08-27 04:26:42 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
woah...
ill never forget this story. but thats just cause im weird.
but, whether youre as weird as me or not, thats was really really cool.
Submitted by SullyThePirate (user info) at 2004-08-27 04:12:58 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
sucks to be you.