Random Shit in my Head - Diary of a Problem Child 2016 (completed)

My Reacurring Nightmare

I've had this nightmare ever since I can remember. I'm standing on top of a flight of stairs in one of those tiny towers in one of those medieval castles, in front of a wooden door. I open the door and look around and notice there is nothing in the room other than an old man sitting in a chair writing something on a desk in front of him.

The fact that there's nothing in the room kinda freaks me out before I come to the realization that this isn't my room. I don't have the right to judge where people put stuff or even if they have stuff.

Anywho, I walk up to the old man and look over his shoulder to see what he's writing. I think it was ancient Greek or Latin, either way I couldn't read it which scared me. It's not the fact that I COULDN'T read it but the fact that if I could that something really bad was gong to happen to me.

But the thing that REALLY sets me over the edge and into a panic attack is when the old man looks at me. At least, I think he's looking at me. He doesn't have eyes, and not like the demon eyes from supernatural that could easily be an illusion. There were claw marks all over the eye sockets with dried blood on his face.

He didn't have a mouth either, like it had been seen shut and skin had sealed it shut so even if you did get the stitches out he wouldn't have been able to open his mouth or say anything. I couldn't move! I wanted to get away.

Dread was spreading throughout my body. Panic was starting to set in and I wanted to cry. I was starting to have a panic attack and I couldn't move!!! The old man didn't move after he was facing me. He doesn't do anything, which only manages to terrify me more for some reason. I can't get out of the room. The walls are closing in. I hear yelling and banging on the door, but I didn't shut the door when I walked it so there must be something else going on, but I can't see because I'm still staring at the man.

I can't move. There is an explosion somewhere on the other side of the wall, but that's impossible I'm nowhere near the ground. I'm in a tower. It sounded like WW2 is happening. But I'm still the room in the tower in the medieval castle, still staring at the man with no eyes.

Then he lunges for me and I wake up and try not to have a panic attack all over again, because I see him for a split second, before I completely wake up. Somehow convincing myself that it was real and that reality was the dream. And when he lunged at me, I had died.