It's the same every time. I'm walking down the hallway of a house I don't really remember. It seems familiar, but I can't tell you how or why. Everything is dark and empty, and I'm afraid. Everything looks bigger than it should... I've come to assume that I'm just smaller, or younger in the dream though. I can't really tell, because I'm dreaming in first person when I have a nightmare (unlike my normal, silly dreams I have when I fall asleep drowning my mind with music and dream in the third person).
Anyways, as I'm walking down this hallway, I can hear someone calling my name. It's not the eerie, horror movie/ghost story type of whisper though. It sounds like the voice of an older woman, and she sounds like she's in pain. As I get closer to the door at the end of the hallway, the voice gets louder, until it becomes more of a terrifying scream. I don't know why, but I open the door anyways....
It's a bedroom, and on the large bed is a small woman who looks like she's falling apart. She's literally skin and bones, and when I notice this, she smiles. She smiles at me as her eyes darken, and her skin splits open.
I can feel someone pull me out of the room, but I never see who it is. I'm always too focused on the doorway, catching a last glimpse at the horrible scene. The bed is soaked in blood, and a dark, twisted figure is emerging from the woman's body. A monster then looks back at me with blood red eyes, and I finally start running.
I woke up screaming this morning, and I was greeted by a sleep deprived Airy and some nearly burnt pancakes.... At least she knew better than to try to wake me up.
Anyways, as I'm walking down this hallway, I can hear someone calling my name. It's not the eerie, horror movie/ghost story type of whisper though. It sounds like the voice of an older woman, and she sounds like she's in pain. As I get closer to the door at the end of the hallway, the voice gets louder, until it becomes more of a terrifying scream. I don't know why, but I open the door anyways....
It's a bedroom, and on the large bed is a small woman who looks like she's falling apart. She's literally skin and bones, and when I notice this, she smiles. She smiles at me as her eyes darken, and her skin splits open.
I can feel someone pull me out of the room, but I never see who it is. I'm always too focused on the doorway, catching a last glimpse at the horrible scene. The bed is soaked in blood, and a dark, twisted figure is emerging from the woman's body. A monster then looks back at me with blood red eyes, and I finally start running.
I woke up screaming this morning, and I was greeted by a sleep deprived Airy and some nearly burnt pancakes.... At least she knew better than to try to wake me up.
