I think both the light and the scream are as simple as they seem. Expeicily the light. It's a simple task, flip a switch, and yet it fails. The more I try it, the more the panic rises. I am unable to do even a simple task to save myself. If I could just turn that light on, everything would be okay. The attacker would have a face, the wolf would be chased off, the shadow would be bannished, etc. But only with the light. And no matter how many times I try, I can not make it work. I can not save myself.
The scream is the same. It's a simple, primal thing, every human down to the last babe can do it to save themselves. It draws attention, brings aid, startles an attacker, and so on, but I am unable to do so. Once again, it is a simple thing everyone else can do to save themselves, but it fails me.
As for the dreams themselves, I wasn't kidding about the details freeking people out. It casues nightmares in others when I used to describe them, so I learned not to. But the basic detail of the most common one was being hunted. Usualy a man with a knife or a shadow creature I can't see until it's finaly cought me. He or it wanted to eat me, rape me, or skin me alive in some horrid combonation in which I would be awake and alive for every minute.
Sometimes I'd wake up before I was cought. Sometimes I'm not. When I'm not, then I really do live though it, even die in my dreams, feel my heart stop and pass out from blood loss and so on. The details of the attacks very, but the hunting aspect, the running and trying to fight back, searching for a wepon to use agasint my attacker befor he reaches me...that is fairly constant. Even when I wake up, I never actauly get away. Even if I find a knife, I never do more then cut him. Even if I find help, they turn on me as well, or are actualy the person hunting me all along.
Basicly, every aspect of the helpless child imaginable. Pretty strightforword in it's pschology.
It's kind of fascinating how the paralysis that comes with sleep bleeds into our dreams. Similarly I dream I'm in terrible danger but I can't open my eyes, no matter how hard I try, so I can't see it or run fast enough because my eyes are squeezed shut and won't open.
I've also had a number of dreams where I am gutted or skinned by a knife, and one where I was being vivisected by a surgeon while conscious. So not fun. But the only dreams where I actually die are falling dreams, and I die when I hit the ground.
The scream is the same. It's a simple, primal thing, every human down to the last babe can do it to save themselves. It draws attention, brings aid, startles an attacker, and so on, but I am unable to do so. Once again, it is a simple thing everyone else can do to save themselves, but it fails me.
As for the dreams themselves, I wasn't kidding about the details freeking people out. It casues nightmares in others when I used to describe them, so I learned not to. But the basic detail of the most common one was being hunted. Usualy a man with a knife or a shadow creature I can't see until it's finaly cought me. He or it wanted to eat me, rape me, or skin me alive in some horrid combonation in which I would be awake and alive for every minute.
Sometimes I'd wake up before I was cought. Sometimes I'm not. When I'm not, then I really do live though it, even die in my dreams, feel my heart stop and pass out from blood loss and so on. The details of the attacks very, but the hunting aspect, the running and trying to fight back, searching for a wepon to use agasint my attacker befor he reaches me...that is fairly constant. Even when I wake up, I never actauly get away. Even if I find a knife, I never do more then cut him. Even if I find help, they turn on me as well, or are actualy the person hunting me all along.
Basicly, every aspect of the helpless child imaginable. Pretty strightforword in it's pschology.
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I've also had a number of dreams where I am gutted or skinned by a knife, and one where I was being vivisected by a surgeon while conscious. So not fun. But the only dreams where I actually die are falling dreams, and I die when I hit the ground.
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