..a couple of days ago I had the most bizzare, strange and gruesome nightmare I ever had. I don't have many nightmares, and when I do they're just weird and bizzare. I don't wake up in the middle of the night all sweaty and screming. Anyway, here's the bits I remember!
Scene 1:
I'm in a room, in a smaller house that's located in the middle of a small park. The park itself is located rather central in a town that is very much reminicent of my hometown. I see a few of my friends, they sit in a couch and they are talking. I cannot describe the room as detailed as I would want. All I remember is that the walls are yellow, and a bit further in, half of the wall is extended, shaping a small alcove in the room. All of a sudden were all crammed inside the tiny space of the alcove. One is standing up the rest of us are sitting on the floor with our backs against the wall. Were about to kill ourselves, 'cause apparently one stroke against the head will kill you when you sit at that particular spot in the room. We can't decide who is going to distribute the blows and who is going to die first. It doesn't make sense to me, it's so bizzare, so I stand up and firmly say this to my freinds. In one second you will all be erased. And there's no point to it. I try to convince my freinds to not do it.
Scene 2:
I don't remember what happened untill now. But this is where it gets a bit creepier. Right, so now I'm in the basement of the same house. I'm not sure if I'm seeing this from first person or if I'm just seeing it. Anyway, there are bodies scattered around the basement, many, at least 20. They are all severely dismembered and they all have big rectangular openings into their bellies. It looks as if though someone had been looking for something inside their stomache/chests. One of them appears to be alive. He's trying to scream. Two dozen of brown medium sized spiders starts to crawl all over him, and into his body. This is where it gets a bit blurry again.
Scene 3:
This is the part when the nightmare becomes gruesome. I've escaped the house, I'm pretty sure I'm me in first person now. I run across the snowcovered and open park. I meet another close friend on the way out. He is headed to the house. I tell him not to go there. Blur. Now I'm in yet another room. It's in the basement, the walls are white and the room is well lit up. Just like those white over-lit-up rooms you see in far to many sci-fi films.I'm being strapped onto to a chair that is raised to stand verticaly. Obviously some kind of torture instrument. I'm not in first person anymore. There is a man, whom I think is the owner of the house and responsible for the condition of all those bodies somewhere in the basement. The man puts a tripod infront of the chair and the person that's tied to it. A tiny motor with a rotorblade is attached to the tripod. He turns on the motor and the blade slowly rotates, just like rotorblades are deisgned to do. But one of the blades are broken. He turns it of and rips of the broken blade. Turnit on. It now rotates more rapidly and he pushes it closer to the victim and his neck. The blades cuts through his neck, well, half of it. He is stilll alive, his head is tipping over, more than normal anatomy of the human body allows to. He is screaming in the most horrible way. It turns out it's acctually a recording. The recording is being watched by shocked eyes in a courtroom. The man is sentenced to life time jail, several times over. A woman in her 40's offer the man to help to induce his time in prison but he says there is no point.
And that's about it. Now top it!
Scene 1:
I'm in a room, in a smaller house that's located in the middle of a small park. The park itself is located rather central in a town that is very much reminicent of my hometown. I see a few of my friends, they sit in a couch and they are talking. I cannot describe the room as detailed as I would want. All I remember is that the walls are yellow, and a bit further in, half of the wall is extended, shaping a small alcove in the room. All of a sudden were all crammed inside the tiny space of the alcove. One is standing up the rest of us are sitting on the floor with our backs against the wall. Were about to kill ourselves, 'cause apparently one stroke against the head will kill you when you sit at that particular spot in the room. We can't decide who is going to distribute the blows and who is going to die first. It doesn't make sense to me, it's so bizzare, so I stand up and firmly say this to my freinds. In one second you will all be erased. And there's no point to it. I try to convince my freinds to not do it.
Scene 2:
I don't remember what happened untill now. But this is where it gets a bit creepier. Right, so now I'm in the basement of the same house. I'm not sure if I'm seeing this from first person or if I'm just seeing it. Anyway, there are bodies scattered around the basement, many, at least 20. They are all severely dismembered and they all have big rectangular openings into their bellies. It looks as if though someone had been looking for something inside their stomache/chests. One of them appears to be alive. He's trying to scream. Two dozen of brown medium sized spiders starts to crawl all over him, and into his body. This is where it gets a bit blurry again.
Scene 3:
This is the part when the nightmare becomes gruesome. I've escaped the house, I'm pretty sure I'm me in first person now. I run across the snowcovered and open park. I meet another close friend on the way out. He is headed to the house. I tell him not to go there. Blur. Now I'm in yet another room. It's in the basement, the walls are white and the room is well lit up. Just like those white over-lit-up rooms you see in far to many sci-fi films.I'm being strapped onto to a chair that is raised to stand verticaly. Obviously some kind of torture instrument. I'm not in first person anymore. There is a man, whom I think is the owner of the house and responsible for the condition of all those bodies somewhere in the basement. The man puts a tripod infront of the chair and the person that's tied to it. A tiny motor with a rotorblade is attached to the tripod. He turns on the motor and the blade slowly rotates, just like rotorblades are deisgned to do. But one of the blades are broken. He turns it of and rips of the broken blade. Turnit on. It now rotates more rapidly and he pushes it closer to the victim and his neck. The blades cuts through his neck, well, half of it. He is stilll alive, his head is tipping over, more than normal anatomy of the human body allows to. He is screaming in the most horrible way. It turns out it's acctually a recording. The recording is being watched by shocked eyes in a courtroom. The man is sentenced to life time jail, several times over. A woman in her 40's offer the man to help to induce his time in prison but he says there is no point.
And that's about it. Now top it!
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