Another bad dream
I have to keep this account open somehow, so I'm going to write about the bad dream I had last night
I had it during the first half of the night, and was thankfully able to get back to sleep, so bits of it are kind of fuzzy. Here goes anyway
The 'bad' part of it started when I was walking home and found that some old, uncley-looking dude was holding my family hostage. I didn't go inside the house, but saw from the windows outside what was going on. I made a special phonecall to a number that I had for some reason (it was unclear even in the dream), instead of 911. The person on the other end of the line said that whatever I was calling about had to be good, so I told them about my family and they said they'd do what they could.
At some point I went in the house and there was a kind of people are held hostage/they aren't thing going on for a while. It evened out to my siblings being free, the old uncley dude having gone away, and my mom taken from the house somehow.
I got a phonecall from whoever had taken my mom, and she was crying and screaming in the background. The guy told me he was going to release poisonous spiders into my house. Not 'unless I did something.' He just was.
I saw some horrifying looking spiders in the garage and killed them. I tried calling the special number but apparently I had used up my favor or whatever and there was no reply. Finally, I'm in the basement and I get pushed to the ground and there's the guy from the phone. What he wants is a piece of my intestines, so he cuts into my stomach and starts rooting around. There's very little blood. Finally, he steals a good portion of my intestines and sort of vaguely closes the wound, then disappears.
The doorbell rings and I stagger upstairs and it's my mom. She's safe. We hug and it's super great because she's safe and alive but also awful because I am actually dying.
The last part of the dream is kind of a blur but I do think that an ambulance somehow got to me which is nice.
It's not as bad as some of the other bad dreams I had, but the slow panic was pretty bad and I'm still kind of shaken up about it.
I had it during the first half of the night, and was thankfully able to get back to sleep, so bits of it are kind of fuzzy. Here goes anyway
The 'bad' part of it started when I was walking home and found that some old, uncley-looking dude was holding my family hostage. I didn't go inside the house, but saw from the windows outside what was going on. I made a special phonecall to a number that I had for some reason (it was unclear even in the dream), instead of 911. The person on the other end of the line said that whatever I was calling about had to be good, so I told them about my family and they said they'd do what they could.
At some point I went in the house and there was a kind of people are held hostage/they aren't thing going on for a while. It evened out to my siblings being free, the old uncley dude having gone away, and my mom taken from the house somehow.
I got a phonecall from whoever had taken my mom, and she was crying and screaming in the background. The guy told me he was going to release poisonous spiders into my house. Not 'unless I did something.' He just was.
I saw some horrifying looking spiders in the garage and killed them. I tried calling the special number but apparently I had used up my favor or whatever and there was no reply. Finally, I'm in the basement and I get pushed to the ground and there's the guy from the phone. What he wants is a piece of my intestines, so he cuts into my stomach and starts rooting around. There's very little blood. Finally, he steals a good portion of my intestines and sort of vaguely closes the wound, then disappears.
The doorbell rings and I stagger upstairs and it's my mom. She's safe. We hug and it's super great because she's safe and alive but also awful because I am actually dying.
The last part of the dream is kind of a blur but I do think that an ambulance somehow got to me which is nice.
It's not as bad as some of the other bad dreams I had, but the slow panic was pretty bad and I'm still kind of shaken up about it.