ghastly gruel
nightmare #1:
in complete darkness, see a light come on from a refrigerator door slowly opening at the end of a hallway, figure standing in front of it, hard to make out. slowly leans over to reveal a face i can't make out, but i'm glad that i can't.
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lying on a bunk bed, top bunk. i'm in a pink room and there's a bright light on. i can only look straight up at the ceiling. there's someone lying next to me on my right and i figure out that he's some sort of catholic priest from the way he's talking. saying something about how the children live in such a terrible world these days and the need for them to pray.
then,
he rolls over my body......very quickly, inhumanly fast, and is now to the left of me. the tone of his voice has changed from sad but slightly hopeful to very distressed and strained. is asking what the children are even being taught these days, what do they even know? i'm assuming he's talking about religion. asks me what they even have to pray for anymore. i answer 'nothing.'
his body instantaneously undergoes some sort of....change. it feels like it has lost about 100 pounds, is very damp, and a skeletal hand with very loose skin is clutching at my shoulder much harder now. the body is otherwise very limp, but i know somehow that he's still alive. i try to move him off of me, and i can finally move my head down to look at him. i pull his head up by his damp hair. i see the most TERRIBLE face i've ever seen. seriously, i'm not exaggerating. he's this middle-aged man with brown hair, balding and with a moustache, and he has the most pained, saddened expression on his face and his eyes are just empty sockets with eyelids drooping. the effect is sort of like the faces in The Ring after people die, except about ten thousand times scarier. his skin has become all grayish and beads of sweat are all over his face. with his other hand he is clutching the crucifix hanging from his neck. i wake up screaming. guess i gave him the wrong answer. ariel makes everything better, though.
nightmare #2:
looking down the same hallway, refrigerator door opens, light comes on. body leans over slowly and reveals the priest's face. his head moves almost imperceptibly slowly, like hour-hand slow, then contorts into the most horrible, horrible, horrible, horrible, HORRIBLE, smile i have ever seen. didn't wake up screaming from that one. just stone cold horrified silence.
during this entire time, on my computer, third eye foundation's "when i dance" is on repeat. now, this song is all mysterious and sexy when you listen to it once. the woman's voice is all low and smoky and you want to take her to bed. on repeat, while lying in the darkness with a computer whose case produces a light that turns from red to green, fading in and out of existence, this song slowly seems to get more and more demented until it becomes WRETCHED SPIRALLING MADNESS. and the space between the end and beginning of the song i found vaguely disturbing because it abruptly fades out before it finishes and then suddenly it's there again. disturbing when you're tired, anyway. i lied there for about 20 minutes listening to that, watching the light, and watching the curtained doorway in the wall of my bedroom, which in the dark looks like a big square hole of impenetrable darkness. was.....too....scared to move...
i don't know how scary i'll find all of this in the morning, or if the entry even does the dream justice, but....had to write it down...
back to bed now......
in complete darkness, see a light come on from a refrigerator door slowly opening at the end of a hallway, figure standing in front of it, hard to make out. slowly leans over to reveal a face i can't make out, but i'm glad that i can't.
---
lying on a bunk bed, top bunk. i'm in a pink room and there's a bright light on. i can only look straight up at the ceiling. there's someone lying next to me on my right and i figure out that he's some sort of catholic priest from the way he's talking. saying something about how the children live in such a terrible world these days and the need for them to pray.
then,
he rolls over my body......very quickly, inhumanly fast, and is now to the left of me. the tone of his voice has changed from sad but slightly hopeful to very distressed and strained. is asking what the children are even being taught these days, what do they even know? i'm assuming he's talking about religion. asks me what they even have to pray for anymore. i answer 'nothing.'
his body instantaneously undergoes some sort of....change. it feels like it has lost about 100 pounds, is very damp, and a skeletal hand with very loose skin is clutching at my shoulder much harder now. the body is otherwise very limp, but i know somehow that he's still alive. i try to move him off of me, and i can finally move my head down to look at him. i pull his head up by his damp hair. i see the most TERRIBLE face i've ever seen. seriously, i'm not exaggerating. he's this middle-aged man with brown hair, balding and with a moustache, and he has the most pained, saddened expression on his face and his eyes are just empty sockets with eyelids drooping. the effect is sort of like the faces in The Ring after people die, except about ten thousand times scarier. his skin has become all grayish and beads of sweat are all over his face. with his other hand he is clutching the crucifix hanging from his neck. i wake up screaming. guess i gave him the wrong answer. ariel makes everything better, though.
nightmare #2:
looking down the same hallway, refrigerator door opens, light comes on. body leans over slowly and reveals the priest's face. his head moves almost imperceptibly slowly, like hour-hand slow, then contorts into the most horrible, horrible, horrible, horrible, HORRIBLE, smile i have ever seen. didn't wake up screaming from that one. just stone cold horrified silence.
during this entire time, on my computer, third eye foundation's "when i dance" is on repeat. now, this song is all mysterious and sexy when you listen to it once. the woman's voice is all low and smoky and you want to take her to bed. on repeat, while lying in the darkness with a computer whose case produces a light that turns from red to green, fading in and out of existence, this song slowly seems to get more and more demented until it becomes WRETCHED SPIRALLING MADNESS. and the space between the end and beginning of the song i found vaguely disturbing because it abruptly fades out before it finishes and then suddenly it's there again. disturbing when you're tired, anyway. i lied there for about 20 minutes listening to that, watching the light, and watching the curtained doorway in the wall of my bedroom, which in the dark looks like a big square hole of impenetrable darkness. was.....too....scared to move...
i don't know how scary i'll find all of this in the morning, or if the entry even does the dream justice, but....had to write it down...
back to bed now......