I dreamt of wolves, snouts, howls in the air and death...
I had the strangest dream last night. It involved wolves, lots of them. I was running from wolves, trying to hide from them because they were after me to eat me. They ate everything in their path, and they weren't just normal wolves...they were big wolves, wolves that stood at human height on all fours and were adept at jumping up on ledges and off walls etc to get to their prey. They hunted in packs and they were always after me. I kept waking up when they caught me, before they started chowing down on my intestines. They killed everyone I knew, and no matter where I hid they found me.
I also woke up to Danzig's Serpentia playing on my winamp, and that probably didn't help. The wolves were always howling and growling in my dream.
Something else that was weird was that when I woke up, the feeling that the possibility they might show up at any point stayed with me. For the first few hours I felt like it was an actual possibility that they'll come careening down my street and burst through the front door and windows and find me. I kept trying to think of a good place to hide where they couldn't get me. I was on edge.
Of course, the strangest thing about this whole thing is that when they caught me the one time, I oscillated between consciousness and unconsciousness to save myself from feeling the pain of having my intestines torn out of my body...but rather than feeling my intestines being torn out I felt furry snouts on my stomach and no pain.
Today has been strange so far.
I also woke up to Danzig's Serpentia playing on my winamp, and that probably didn't help. The wolves were always howling and growling in my dream.
Something else that was weird was that when I woke up, the feeling that the possibility they might show up at any point stayed with me. For the first few hours I felt like it was an actual possibility that they'll come careening down my street and burst through the front door and windows and find me. I kept trying to think of a good place to hide where they couldn't get me. I was on edge.
Of course, the strangest thing about this whole thing is that when they caught me the one time, I oscillated between consciousness and unconsciousness to save myself from feeling the pain of having my intestines torn out of my body...but rather than feeling my intestines being torn out I felt furry snouts on my stomach and no pain.
Today has been strange so far.