Sep 23, 2018 12:19
Carrie and I are walking.
We get to a motel. The pavement and rooms are all painted white. In the courtyard as we pull up, it seems to darken with every step. Some of the room's doors appear to be overgrown with vines and garbage. Something is skittering in a corner.
I cannot find which key is the key to our door. I ask Carrie to shine a light on it, so I can see which one it is.
Some men exit their room behind us. On the other side another man exits his room, and I see into the room and I can tell it's actually a night sky, outside in the room. The courtyard seems to have transformed into a room itself, and the doors open to the outside. These men are threatening by dint of the fact that they are men.
I find the key and I'm fumbling it into the lock when Carrie's voice becomes extremely frightened and she says to watch out for ... something.
I turn and there is a male shape of enormous size, perhaps ten feet tall, very wide. It is a negative space, a void. It clearly means to hurt us, and is very close.
I am terrified, but I shake my head and say:
OKAY
YOU - ARE
NOT REAL
And I punch my hand into the negative mass, and I wake up entirely unafraid.
I've had dreams of a scary negative person like this before, I've begun to think of is as symbolic of my depression, which I seem to have escaped some part of.