The Most Real Nightmare I've Ever Had...
I just dreamed that Dane and Art and some tall guy named David and some fatter, bald guy got high on heroin and thought up some Donnie Darko shit and came to Janelle's house and kidnapped her and me with the intention of burning us alive. They barged through the door and then they went for Janelle. I paused for a second to see if Janelle really didn't want them here or if I could hesitate for a second, they got close to her and grabbed her, and she screamed so I grabbed a knife from the kitchen and said "HEY! Let her the FUCK GO!" and then the big bald guy pulled out a knife and all of a sudden I felt realisticly weak with a knife and sliced his forearm open, but he poked my right pectoral and then Dane was in front of me and and he pulled out a knife from his pocket... a big one just like mine. He said "Killing her is the only way to save her" and I said, "No Dane, you guys are high on heroin or something and just tripping out. You don't know what you are doing. Please believe me... I konw you're in there!" and for an instant I swear I saw some good in him. I saw him back up for a second, and really hear me... but then he sank back into some other weird reality. He said "put away your knife" and i said "you first" with the intention of stabbing him... he said "at the same time" and so i said O.K. to that... we put ours away slowly, then out of nowhere he goes to flat-slice me across the chest and i pull mine out and parry, parry, parry, then we freeze and i said "you've got to trust me dane, just... hesitate on this one, you're not doing what you think you're doing... you're going to kill us and then you're going to jail and it's all real" and he couldn't tell the difference anymore. I cried on the inside.
They loaded us up into some white van. It was David driving, Dane in shotgun, Art in the middle, and then i guess the bald fatter guy right behind the middle seat or something, and we ewre in back. They asked us where we'd spend the night if we got away, and they said YOUR MOM'S? and I said.. "No, my Dad's... where he's got a colt .45 and a smith and wessen .357 and an AR-15 .223 waiting for your ass. Then they said they'd just sneak in and kill my dad, so then I lied and said Karina Callu's house, just to throw them off (sorry karina, was just a dream). We stopped at some big cylinderical gas thing where you have to climb up a rung of metal ladder steps to get to the top, and somehow got 2 other cars ontop as well as the white van they kidnapped us with. They planned to douse us in Gasoline and then put us in the cars and send us over the edge of this tall white oil tank thing. So at first they are dousing us with alcohol when Art accidentally lights himself on fire and can't put out the fire or something and dies, and then David falls off or disappears, very spooky (have to remember, this dream was so detailed I thought it was real for a little while as i woke up, then i remembered my dad waking me up at 4 or 4:30 AM to say goodbye to me). Then, as they are acting more calm, I ask them to let us go right before they are about ot light us on fire, and they just laugh, but then get into a little fight, and that's when i remember i have the knife in my pocket. I'm like 2 feet from both of them, and I signal with my eyes for Janelle to get ready to run.
I take my knife and i slice across the neck of the bald guy and across the eyeball of Dane, initially, and then i stab each one of them in the heart and grab Janelle's hand and we run up towards some like black church (by black, i mean only black people go to it) and im outside running towards them and screaming "someone call teh FUCKING POLICE there are 2 men DEAD over there that tried to kidnap me" and they are like, "dont go using that tone of voice with me, i dont have to call anybody" so then i try to be a little more compassionate with my words to convince them and i siad "they kidnapped me and my girlfriend and planned to light us on fire and throw us off the cliff behind us when we narrowly escaped and i had to kill them to stay alive" and then they say "OH FUCK, YO!" and then they call the police and the ambulance comes up and Karina is, for some reason, a nurse there or whatever, and she tends to my wounds, and janelle is walking over when i realize that we don't know what happened to David, the tall one or whatever, or one of them, and then i freak out.
then i woke up to pitch darkness...
okay fellas... this is the scariest moment of my fucking life. i thought this was real, if it weren't for the initial shock of it, i would have cried. i actually stabbed dane in my dream, i remember him bleeding, i cut his eye open, and i remember david grabbing janelle and her leaning back and screaming a blood-curdling scream. it was all so real, i think im going insane. i dont want to have anymore nightmares, i dont think i can take the next one.
words of compassion would be nice.
They loaded us up into some white van. It was David driving, Dane in shotgun, Art in the middle, and then i guess the bald fatter guy right behind the middle seat or something, and we ewre in back. They asked us where we'd spend the night if we got away, and they said YOUR MOM'S? and I said.. "No, my Dad's... where he's got a colt .45 and a smith and wessen .357 and an AR-15 .223 waiting for your ass. Then they said they'd just sneak in and kill my dad, so then I lied and said Karina Callu's house, just to throw them off (sorry karina, was just a dream). We stopped at some big cylinderical gas thing where you have to climb up a rung of metal ladder steps to get to the top, and somehow got 2 other cars ontop as well as the white van they kidnapped us with. They planned to douse us in Gasoline and then put us in the cars and send us over the edge of this tall white oil tank thing. So at first they are dousing us with alcohol when Art accidentally lights himself on fire and can't put out the fire or something and dies, and then David falls off or disappears, very spooky (have to remember, this dream was so detailed I thought it was real for a little while as i woke up, then i remembered my dad waking me up at 4 or 4:30 AM to say goodbye to me). Then, as they are acting more calm, I ask them to let us go right before they are about ot light us on fire, and they just laugh, but then get into a little fight, and that's when i remember i have the knife in my pocket. I'm like 2 feet from both of them, and I signal with my eyes for Janelle to get ready to run.
I take my knife and i slice across the neck of the bald guy and across the eyeball of Dane, initially, and then i stab each one of them in the heart and grab Janelle's hand and we run up towards some like black church (by black, i mean only black people go to it) and im outside running towards them and screaming "someone call teh FUCKING POLICE there are 2 men DEAD over there that tried to kidnap me" and they are like, "dont go using that tone of voice with me, i dont have to call anybody" so then i try to be a little more compassionate with my words to convince them and i siad "they kidnapped me and my girlfriend and planned to light us on fire and throw us off the cliff behind us when we narrowly escaped and i had to kill them to stay alive" and then they say "OH FUCK, YO!" and then they call the police and the ambulance comes up and Karina is, for some reason, a nurse there or whatever, and she tends to my wounds, and janelle is walking over when i realize that we don't know what happened to David, the tall one or whatever, or one of them, and then i freak out.
then i woke up to pitch darkness...
okay fellas... this is the scariest moment of my fucking life. i thought this was real, if it weren't for the initial shock of it, i would have cried. i actually stabbed dane in my dream, i remember him bleeding, i cut his eye open, and i remember david grabbing janelle and her leaning back and screaming a blood-curdling scream. it was all so real, i think im going insane. i dont want to have anymore nightmares, i dont think i can take the next one.
words of compassion would be nice.