Ah... once more I was asleep tight. I am awake now. It is necessary. Necessary to right this now or else this memory will too dissolve in a mere blink. The more I try to remember the blurry it becomes. The dream... yes it is necessary to record this one. Right now it is 02:17 AM exact I woke up from a dream in my bed:
I was fast asleep until I woke up to a sound of rustle. The disturbing yet soothing rustle was of leaves of a potted plant beside my window. Window with a beautiful reflection of the side of plant that I can't see. Moonlight dimly falling on leaves. I was glancing at the view without any thought. Maybe I was mesmerized by the depth of beauty.
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I was not able to fall asleep. I rollover to check the time in phone... it is 02:42 right now... forgot to plug in the charger tho... . Now I feel drowning in bed with laziness and then I notice something unnerving in the glimmering beauty of view. A figure in reflection, in window pane was visible. I couldn't make out what it. And suddenly I fell asleep. Feeling feels familiar somehow. I woke up again. Thought I was dreaming but no, now I could see a hand like figure approaching from the window. I felt dizzy and slipping into sleep again.
Sometime later I woke up again and without wasting anytime I glance at the window and yes of course I was dreaming as hand was not there.... IT WAS ON MY SHOULDER protruding from a full length body mirror which was sitting opposite to my bed in the corner of my room. The disfigured hand with 4 fractures or should I say joints? I don't know! I can't breath or wait I can but can't feel it. It was as if the body is rejecting the soul itself.
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I want to look at the mirror. Out of curiosity or maybe out of horror. But I can't. My instincts are telling me to die... they are telling me to die rather than to be in this situation. Horror of death, horror of unknown here but still the biggest horror is the what crooked creature lies beyond this world. World that is separated apart just by a thin layer of fragile material...mirror... With utter lack of breath and filled with chills I look up and see... ceiling...
