Realms of a Dream Engineer

Man-Eating Infants

CONTENT WARNING: death, gore, shootings, and man-eating infants

     The dream started at a hidden government facility. It was a three-story arcade building, the top level being for "special personnel" only. I  didn't know what role I was playing this time. All I knew was that I was on the top floor. I walked around the strange glass rooms, wondering what was being kept a secret and why everyone had matching suits. Nobody looked in my direction or spoke to each other. It was starting to feel like I wasn't supposed to be there.

     I didn't have much time to speculate.

     Suddenly, everyone was ducking under desks and bodies were dropping around broken glass. Blood splattered on the transparent walls as the sounds of gunshots rang in my ears. If it was just a dream, why did it always feel real? It was too much. I was terrified of dying so I stood up and started running for my life. Unfortunately, I didn't know where the elevator or stairs were and no exit signs decided to pop up. After jumping from more gunfire, I opened a random door and quickly closed it behind me.

     I fell to my knees and took a breather with my hands covering my face. I tried to think of a way to get out of this situation without getting hurt. Then, a weird sound broke me out of my thoughts. It was a combination of whining and giggling that made me look up at an unbelievable scene.

     Babies...

     My eyes widened as I stared at babies that were about ten feet tall.

     In the middle between two babies was a person torn in half. After a few seconds of observation, I realized that the babies were eating the body. Blood was smothered on their mouths and chubby hands. There was a glass wall in between me and the man-eating infants. I took it as a sign to quickly run out of the room and find another place to escape the chaos. After running down a hallway, I could hear the glass breaking and somehow knew that the babies had escaped.

     I found stairs with a bit of unexpected luck. The screams became louder so I picked up the pace as I ran down flights of stairs, away from it all. After finally getting to the first floor of the arcade, I was shoved to the side by a random person whose body turned into a mist and morphed into an arcade game.

     I couldn't help but become curious! I walked over to the game, ignoring the gigantic babies and death occurring two floors above me. The arcade game seemed to be working just fine upon closer observation. Even with an additional playable character. It seemed that the person who shoved me had escaped by just jumping into a game, becoming a new character with its own attributes.

     The distraction was short-lived when the sense of danger made my skin crawl. There were people playing games in the arcade as if nothing was happening and that threw me off. I shook my head and exited the building. The only plan I could think of was to run and never stop. The fear of dying in my dream was my motivator for getting as far away from the situation as possible.

     My dream ended shortly after I turned a few corners. Some might say that I never stopped running!