I am void?
You know that cliche where people wake up from nightmares screaming, even though that never, ever, ever happens in real life?
Well, it just did. I had a really hardcore nightmare last night. I was walking through an empty playground, and I knew that there was something chasing me but I was just wasn't moving my legs fast enough. Then all of the sudden there's this blood-splattered doll sitting ontop of the swingset, looking down at me as if she was expecting me.
"You... are... void" she said as clear as day. She said some other stuff not-so-clearly, so I don't remember it. Then, I got this big headache and started to slowly sink into the sand. Then I was inside the hallways of a mansion. The walls were pink, and red, and had these weird scratches all along them.
I looked behind me and saw that goddamn DOLL floating in midair and coming right at me, grinding a knife along the wall, fitting the scratches perfectly. She wasn't smiling anymore, she was emotionless. "YOU... ARE... VOID!" I couldn't run properly, I just did this crazy half-crawl half-limp sort of deal.
Then I woke up. Screaming, like I said. I guess I must've been making a lot of noise in my sleep, because Marco was right there, trying to calm me down.
This is really bothering me. I'd prefer that he act like the cold asshole I'm trying to make him out to be... but he just isn't.
Really.
Well, it just did. I had a really hardcore nightmare last night. I was walking through an empty playground, and I knew that there was something chasing me but I was just wasn't moving my legs fast enough. Then all of the sudden there's this blood-splattered doll sitting ontop of the swingset, looking down at me as if she was expecting me.
"You... are... void" she said as clear as day. She said some other stuff not-so-clearly, so I don't remember it. Then, I got this big headache and started to slowly sink into the sand. Then I was inside the hallways of a mansion. The walls were pink, and red, and had these weird scratches all along them.
I looked behind me and saw that goddamn DOLL floating in midair and coming right at me, grinding a knife along the wall, fitting the scratches perfectly. She wasn't smiling anymore, she was emotionless. "YOU... ARE... VOID!" I couldn't run properly, I just did this crazy half-crawl half-limp sort of deal.
Then I woke up. Screaming, like I said. I guess I must've been making a lot of noise in my sleep, because Marco was right there, trying to calm me down.
This is really bothering me. I'd prefer that he act like the cold asshole I'm trying to make him out to be... but he just isn't.
Really.