Hey I'm Allan I'm just your ordinary middle schoolboy. Well not exactly until I found myself with a huge problem with my dream. Well where shall we begin? Ah yes, how about the first time I encountered it.
One night,I remembered that I was going to sleep at 12 o'clock at night. I pulled up my sheet ,lying in bed. The next thing I knew was that I was awake and found myself lying in bed, nothing out of the ordinary or so I thought.
I then attempted to went back to sleep, but I just couldn't help but get annoyed by the sound of my clock ticking. Tick Tock Tick Tock, and just as I was about to snapped the sound suddenly stopped. I thought that I could finally have some sleep, but in the end it didn't matter for I still couldn't sleep for some reason.
I stood up and looked at the clock to see what time it was, and found something weird instead. The clock that I was in my room stopped moving exactly at 12 o'clock, now at first I thought it was just that the batteries went out but then I realized that I just changed the batteries last week so it couldn't have ran out besides I went asleep at 12 o'clock so how could it possibly not moved when I heard the ticking sound.
I exited my bed and when I looked around my room I found something even weirder, the corners of my room were pitch black and it wasn't because of the lighting, it was just pitch black. After founding those weird things I exited my room to tell my parents.
Though I felt hungry at that time and decided to went to the kitchen first to grab something to eat. I opened the fridge and grabbed biscuits and just as I closed the fridge I felt something and when I turned around there was nothing. I thought to myself that it was just my imagination.
I ate some of the biscuits and put them back in the fridge, but at that exact time I felt the same exact thing like the first time I closed the fridge. I thought to myself that the house might be haunted like in the movies so I quickly rushed to my parents'room that were upstairs. But as I was going to my parents' room The stairs were in a zigzag pattern and the walls were pitch black like my room. I climbed up the stairs and turned left and saw that my parents' room was moved and that there was a coridor that contained a few bulges of mini grass hill that extended to what seemed to be a park.
The more I thought about it the more weirder it gets so I continue my way on to my parents and just as I was about to touch the door knob I was repelled by a mysterious force and fell on my butt. Something then appeared in front of my eyes with a mini red tornado surrounding it and as it subsides I saw a man with a red hoodie wearing a mask that was smiling.
"Oh look another one had just joined. Well this will be fun now won't it?" The man said. As the man finished speaking I straight up went for the door knob to alert my parents while shouting, but in an instant the man covered my mouth and made me trip. He then put his face in front of my face saying.
"Now, now I wouldn't do that if I were you. What's inside there is definitely not any better than out here. Say want some biscuits?". The man made a snapping sound his fingers and voula a biscuit suddenly appeared on top of his palm. I was scared and confused for I didn't understand what was going on and replied "yes" without thinking. I grabbed the biscuit and ate it.
I then asked the man, "Tell me, who are you and why did you said that my parents room wasn't any better than out here. What did you to them!?". The man then laughed in a way like a maniac would laughed and made me more scared of what he did. The man then gathered himself after laughing and only said one word , "Nothing".
I quickly pushed the man aside and opened the door and as the door opened I could hear the man said, "Don't forget that I did warn you.". I looked inside the room that was dark but I could only saw 2 pairs of glowing red eyes coming towards the door.
I had bad feeling at that time it was as if my instincts were telling me to get the hell out of there. I quickly turned around and started running away for I had a feeling that if I had not moved I would have died. I ran for my life and when I reached the stairs I looked back and saw my parents carrying a kitchen knife charging right at me. I gave a BIG BIG NOPE and ran down the stairs and went into my room and locked it, though I did get hit by a vase at my back that was thrown on my way there that hurt a ton.
I felt that I couldn't breathe for what I just witnessed were my parents that were trying to kill me. I layed down on my bed while hearing banging noises of my parents trying to break through. I kept thinking about what was going on and how it even started.
Suddenly the man went through the door like how a ghost would go through it and shocked the hell out of me. The man came up to him while floating in mid air and said,"Well you seem to be having fun.".
I got angry and snapped due to pressure and said "What the hell is wrong with you!?". The man laughed at me as if he found my reaction was very funny. The man then said.
"Well then how about we play a game? A simple game, where I give you a pistol with one bullet in it that you can use to defend yourself. If you manage to hit one of them this'll all come to an end. Just sign this contract and you'll be all set. Well what do you say? Sounds good?". I stayed silenced and thought about it, but either way I was against a clock, I had a limited amount of time."There is no catch to it right?" I said as I signed the contract.
"Well I'll tell you something that might help you. Pick the one that you hate the most. Without further adieu~ good luck.". As soon as he finished his sentence the door broke and my parents came in. The contract then burned up in blue flames and became a gun. I picked up the pistol and I aim at them though I was trembling in fear, I made myself thought that I was just playing a shooting game with only one shot.
I waited and waited for the golden opportunity to shoot one of them right when they were in front of me. I thought for a moment about what the man said about deciding who I hated the most, but I just couldn't pick one. As a result I ignored what the man said and realized that I was spacing out.
Right in front of me was my father that was about to stab me with a knife. I quickly pulled the trigger and shot my father at the head as the knife was about to stab my eye not like it really matter as it still was to reach me, from there it went black and dark. I could hear a voice whispering to me.
"You're so much fun! I can't wait for the next time we meet."
I then hear a familiar sound. "I wonder what it is."I thought. I then realized that it was the sound of my alarm clock and opened my eyes. I found myself laying in bed and it was morning,6:07Am. I then realized that it was just a dream. I went out of bed and went downstairs. As I went down I felt a sharp pain at my back that hurt a lot at the same exact spot as where the vase hit me. Coincidence?
I then assumed that it was just bad sleeping position. When I reached downstairs I met up with my family and ate breakfast. Nothing out of the ordinary, so I assumed that I just had one weird dream. I went to school as normal expecting it to be like any other normal days.
Later on my dad got into an accident and had his eyes got hit by glass shards by a mirror that coincidentally broke. I then heard about it when I went home and remembered about the man's words. Could it be what the man had warned me? I ignored the possibility and accepted it as a dream and it was just a coincidence. Though I had a feeling that something bad was going to happened in the future at that time.
Author's notes : this going to be a series that's going to be updated every once in a while for it not the main series that I am currently focusing on so yeah. Sorry if I made any mistakes and hopefully you enjoyed it and have a great day.
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Dream Night
RandomAllan woke up to only find himself laying in bed, but something seems off what could it be?