I was endlessly running through a large hall. It was fancy, like it belonged in a palace. There were people too. They all had something distinctly frightening about them.
Some had wide mouthes that didn't look human. Some had eyes that were pitch black. Some had morbidly disfigured bodies. And yet, they were all chasing me. They kept trying to grab me, and all to harm me. It was frightening. I felt some tear my sleeves and such, while some grabbed to hold me back.
They all tried to kill me, or dismember me, until they stopped. They froze when music played. It sounded eerie, like one that you would find in horror movies or such. I stood there confused as they started dancing with each other. Some would occasionally look over to me that would scare me half to death.
One of the disfigured people came up to me. It was man, his face was morphed into a mix of rotting skin and falling flesh. I couldn't stand looking at him though I kept looking. He held out a tray for me, it had a half empty bottle of wine.
Without a second thought, I started to drink it. I could physically feel myself get drunk, and it was terrifying. For a moment I thought it was real. As I finished the bottle of wine, I started to black out.
The last thing I saw was a croud of the horrifying people tower over me and some reached at me.
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Sorry it's short, but that's all I remember from the nightmare. I had a second nightmare the same night, and it's going to me in the next story.
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My Nightmares Catalogue
HorrorThese are real nightmares I've had, some felt so real I could physically still feel the pain or injury after I woke up.