Dream/nightmare journal
Set-up: some kind of mountain horror movie viewing. The place is really set-up for atmosphere and very cold. Jill, me, Alex, and Kez are there. The movie, I guess, is arctic themed - maybe something like the thing.
There is a main viewing area. It is around a frozen lake, where most of the attendees are. Kez and Alex insist that there is a better, much creepier downstairs viewing area. They just kind of skirt the lake with no issue. I am carrying something heavy and go right through the ice, and and then slogging through could waist to chest high water. I can't quite get out until Jill catches up and gives me a hand, though she is impatient to get to the downstairs viewing area. At this point, I keep seeing figures in the background - sort of pale, mummified looking cocoons. They seem like part of the decoration for the film festival.
We then go to the ladder to the lower viewing area. It's made of wood; the platform down there is also wood. Jill gets down with no trouble, but I am still carrying something heavy and somehow manage to drop my glasses as well. I finally get to the bottom after the movie has started. I notice that there is another ladder leading down even further and go to look at it. (In the dream, I think it was to look for one of the things that I had dropped when going down the first ladder.)
There is another one of those cocooned mummies clinging to this ladder. It's all white skin, pulled tight, and shadows. Disgusted, I go to brush it off - they look very insubstantial. Its eyes open up, all black, and it seizes my arm and will not let go. It opens its mouth with a hiss that turns into a high pitched scream as it's in my face..
I wake up then, as my subconscious is helpfully reminding me that no one will pay much attention to screams at a remote horror movie showing.
There is a main viewing area. It is around a frozen lake, where most of the attendees are. Kez and Alex insist that there is a better, much creepier downstairs viewing area. They just kind of skirt the lake with no issue. I am carrying something heavy and go right through the ice, and and then slogging through could waist to chest high water. I can't quite get out until Jill catches up and gives me a hand, though she is impatient to get to the downstairs viewing area. At this point, I keep seeing figures in the background - sort of pale, mummified looking cocoons. They seem like part of the decoration for the film festival.
We then go to the ladder to the lower viewing area. It's made of wood; the platform down there is also wood. Jill gets down with no trouble, but I am still carrying something heavy and somehow manage to drop my glasses as well. I finally get to the bottom after the movie has started. I notice that there is another ladder leading down even further and go to look at it. (In the dream, I think it was to look for one of the things that I had dropped when going down the first ladder.)
There is another one of those cocooned mummies clinging to this ladder. It's all white skin, pulled tight, and shadows. Disgusted, I go to brush it off - they look very insubstantial. Its eyes open up, all black, and it seizes my arm and will not let go. It opens its mouth with a hiss that turns into a high pitched scream as it's in my face..
I wake up then, as my subconscious is helpfully reminding me that no one will pay much attention to screams at a remote horror movie showing.