The Dream The Story Is Based On

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Hello Dear Readers! This is DuoXKouga and I'm finally bringing some of my writing this way for you all to enjoy.  This whole work is based on a dream I have quite frequently and I do hope you enjoy what I have turned it into.  Please remember that this work is a Homestuck AU which this particular AU was made by me so please don't copy it without my direct permission.  

I work very hard with my ideas and I want to be able to share them without too much hassle or worry.  Written down below before we fully begin, is the dream that this whole work is based on and I'm really glad I have it written down better now.  I have this dream very often so the details never truly fade from mind. 

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It always starts the same. I'm with a group of people I love and we're heading towards this place, but we hear of a place that's supposedly haunted. We agree to go only to take a look at it.

We travel past several cornfields and we come across this trailer park that has big houses towards the back.

All the people seem really friendly as we walk down this path. I'm uneasy as the people tell me how good it is to see me again and they always say a name, but it's always muffled. They smile strangely at me as we continue along.

We have to get into a car to follow them to the haunted place and it goes along a road that makes me very uneasy. It's so close to the edge and I always feel so afraid.

When we arrive, the first thing I see is the dense forest near by then a two story home before I see the decaying and rotting carnival rides from the circus that use to be there. There's the swing ride, the colors dulled and it's tilted with only 4 swings still in the air. Vines and plants covering it as I see the rust on it.

The next thing I see it the Ferris Wheel with a single car still intact at the top. A tree is growing in the middle of it, the paint chipping off. Then there's the merry go round which is missing all its horses and vines covers it as well. There's a faint humming of the music still in the air as my friends journey towards the remnants of this once happy place.

I feel more uneasy, this feeling bubbling in my stomach as something just doesn't feel right. Two hands come down onto my shoulders, gently but they feel so heavy. My friends don't seem to notice as I'm lead away by a man in a hood. I've seen this man before throughout our trip. At the trailer park, the cornfield. I feel like I should know him, but there's nothing as he leads me to the home.

The door is opened and I'm gently coaxed inside, the door closing behind us as I stumble forward into the large living room. All the people who had smiled at me at the trailer park are sitting around with smiles on their faces, telling me they're so glad I was back. I tell them that they're all crazy, that I'm not who they think I am and when I go to leave, the man in the hood stops me.

My mind goes fuzzy as I see memories, flashes of the carnival. My mind can't tell reality from dream as the people flicker between their makeup and colorful outfits to what they wear now. I stumble, grabbing at my head as I try to make sense of what's going on. I look towards the mirror and I see what appears to be me, but it's no longer me. I can clearly see myself, but instead of me, there's a pale gangly teenager standing in my place. He's pale with dark circles under his eyes and long raven locks.

I turn to look back at the people who smile at me and then the man takes down his hood revealing a face I knew from these memories.

He tells me it's so good to have the new ringleader back so the carnival could continue. He tells me that they have been waiting for the son to return and claim what his father left him. I tell them how much I missed them as the man hugs me close.

They tell me how much fun it will be for the carnival to start again after the last time.

Memories of screaming and blood flash before my eyes as we walk out of the home, the people in song as we head towards the forest. Ghouls rise from their resting place as I lead my carnival back to its rightful place.

My friends stare at me asking me what's going on and always before I wake my hands are stained with blood and I see bodies mangled together.  The echos of the circus fade as I awaken from dream to reality.


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With the dream described, you have some of the details for the story you are about to read.  I can't guarantee constant updates or how frequent they will be.  I do work full time and I am also in school as well.  Most of the updates will come at night when I get time to access my laptop.

Any form of negativity or hate or bullying will be deleted.  

I'll see you all in the Prologue!!


DuoXKouga signing off!  

Started: January 23, 2021

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