Scary dream?
Okay, before I go to work, I need to post about this dream. Well, two dreams really. If only because writing about them might help me to forget.
This is the shorter of the two dreams, which only really came in snapshots, so the telling of it might be a little jerky.
There is a swamp near a small town. Hiding in the swamp is a man. This man is wanted for so many crimes that even he can't remember them all. No one knows he is there. One day, a young woman, possibly a teenager, is going through the swamp to get to another town, when the man sees her. He can't resist the urge that has become very familiar, and he strikes, dragging her into the dripping underbrush. He doesn't rape her, he merely strangles her with a piece of vine. When she has stopped kicking and twitching, and her lifeless eyes stare unseeingly upwards, he takes her to a deep part of the swamp and allows her to sink below the surface.
He then decides to leave the swamp for no particular reason, heading out to a new place, trying to get a new name and life. He manages pretty well, setting himself up in another small town, where people don't ask too many questions.
Back in the swamp, the water swirls, disturbed from underneath, and the girl rises from what was supposed to be her watery grave. She's not in very good shape, her skin is waterlogged and pale blue, her hair ragged and filled with muck, and her eyes are covered in a layer of white film. She picks up a vine lying near by, and with unerring accuracy, follows the path taken by her murderer.
Meanwhile, the man is going about his business in the little town, when he spots a sweet looking girl riding a bike near his house. It's growing dark, and he feels that urge rising once again, and he doesn't fight it. He steps out into the shadows and follows the girl on the bike until he has caught up with her. Just as he reaches out to drag her from her bicycle, he feels something cold and clammy grab him by his hair and drag him back into the shadows.
The kicking and scuffling noises causes the girl on the bike to pause and look around curiously, but she can't see anything in the growing dark and continues on her way. It isn't until the next morning that they find the body of the man, tied face down to a stump, his back a bloody mess. His eyes are bulging, his face is turning a nasty shade of purple/black, and his tongue is sicking out of his mouth. Nearby, they find a length of wet vine lying in the grass, and beyond that, a track of wet footprints can be seen in the grass, heading towards the old swamp.
I will write the other one when I'm at work, just because it is so long, and I don't want to be late.
This is the shorter of the two dreams, which only really came in snapshots, so the telling of it might be a little jerky.
There is a swamp near a small town. Hiding in the swamp is a man. This man is wanted for so many crimes that even he can't remember them all. No one knows he is there. One day, a young woman, possibly a teenager, is going through the swamp to get to another town, when the man sees her. He can't resist the urge that has become very familiar, and he strikes, dragging her into the dripping underbrush. He doesn't rape her, he merely strangles her with a piece of vine. When she has stopped kicking and twitching, and her lifeless eyes stare unseeingly upwards, he takes her to a deep part of the swamp and allows her to sink below the surface.
He then decides to leave the swamp for no particular reason, heading out to a new place, trying to get a new name and life. He manages pretty well, setting himself up in another small town, where people don't ask too many questions.
Back in the swamp, the water swirls, disturbed from underneath, and the girl rises from what was supposed to be her watery grave. She's not in very good shape, her skin is waterlogged and pale blue, her hair ragged and filled with muck, and her eyes are covered in a layer of white film. She picks up a vine lying near by, and with unerring accuracy, follows the path taken by her murderer.
Meanwhile, the man is going about his business in the little town, when he spots a sweet looking girl riding a bike near his house. It's growing dark, and he feels that urge rising once again, and he doesn't fight it. He steps out into the shadows and follows the girl on the bike until he has caught up with her. Just as he reaches out to drag her from her bicycle, he feels something cold and clammy grab him by his hair and drag him back into the shadows.
The kicking and scuffling noises causes the girl on the bike to pause and look around curiously, but she can't see anything in the growing dark and continues on her way. It isn't until the next morning that they find the body of the man, tied face down to a stump, his back a bloody mess. His eyes are bulging, his face is turning a nasty shade of purple/black, and his tongue is sicking out of his mouth. Nearby, they find a length of wet vine lying in the grass, and beyond that, a track of wet footprints can be seen in the grass, heading towards the old swamp.
I will write the other one when I'm at work, just because it is so long, and I don't want to be late.