My Recurring Night Terrors

Dream 1

It starts out with a sex scene and afterwards myself and someone I love, are laying in bed, happily cuddling. The bed frame is wooden, with star designs in it and the comforter is grey. Clouds pass by and darken the room every once in awhile and the room is slightly warm. Everything is fine, but I blink and suddenly they disappear and I sit up, confused. The room got dark, and I can barely see anything, but at the same time it is bright, almost blinding. I get up and open the door to the bedroom and outside the door is an entirely diffrent world. Its red, the walls of it tube like and shiny, as if they are slightly damp in some places.

I look around terrified and shut the door, backing away. I stumble and fall into a lake of pure red, the bed, nor the room there anymore. I swim up and gasp for breath, the copper taste of blood filling my mouth and making me nauseous. Bodies and random limbs float up, the smell of decay and death making me tear up. I swim to the other side and get out, sprinting away from it.

I stop and catch my breath, hiding behind a pile of what i assume to be more decaying bodies.

A scream of anger and disgust rings out, peircing my ears. I jump and turn, catching a glance of what it is. ( the only time i see it) its top half is naked, with my face, decaying away, an eye missing and spider like metal legs potruding from the top of its mouth and the bottom jaw nonexistant- but thats the only humanish part. The arms look as if they are made of metal, and are longer than they should be, the hands almost like a praying mantiss’s. A long pole holds up the top while eight or nine legs with dangerous spikes and random parts missing, making jagged edges.

It moves quickly, its arm swinging my way and I dodge and run, the scenery suddenly changing again. Hands and fingers come out from the ground trying to stop me from getting away, the entire pasage shaking and spinning. Potholes and deep holes in the ground appear and I aklmost fall into them, crying out in fear. Friends and families voices cry out to me, screaming. I can understand any of them, and the tunnel plunges in and out of darkness. I try to look behind me to see what was chasing me again, but theres nothing there.

I can hear it, and feel the wind of its arms and legs as it tries to grab me, but my enemy is invisible and I dont know how to fight it. While I am looking behind me, I trip and fall, one of the hands graping me and pulling me under. I slowly start to suffocate, breathing in mud and dirt, fighting to the surface unsuccsessfully. I suddenly get dropped, the fall feeling like minutes. I fall into another pool of blood, hearing another splash almost immediatly afterwards.

I stay under for as long as I can, before I either surfaced or died. I swim up and once I get to the top Im no longer in the pool of blood. Im outside, in a grassland, the stars beautifly shining above me. I take a deep breath and cherish the silence, collapsing onto the soft grass. It doesnt last long. I hear more screaming- these of pain. I look up to see the person i was with in the begining in its grasp, its spiky arm piercing through their chest. It pulls off their skin, leaving only muscle. I try to look away, to run, but I cant. Something is holding me in place. I cry, knowing I am helpless as the blood from their lifeless body drips on my face, mixing with my tears.

It dissapears and drops them next to me, the body landing with a thump. I stare in disbelief and still cant look away. I say their name quietly, unable to hear my own voice. A rushing sound fills my ears and I scream. I cant stop screaming. The body moves and looks at me with empty, dull, grey eyes, its mouth farther open than it physically should be.

I scream again and run. I look behind me to see if it is still chasing me, but again, thers nothing there. The sides of my vision go black and red, signs that Im about to have a panick attack. But it doesnt happen. Its almost like some sort of video game where you cant fully turn to see your persuer, but you know their there from its screaming and the warped vision. Its honestly terrifing.

I keep running, and I trip again. I sheild myself with my hands and some sort of bright light shines from them. I use whatever was coming from inside of me to push it back and quickly run again, seeming to be going alot faster than I was before.

I quickly climb somewhere high, but to this day i still cant ever figure out what it is. I wait for my breathing to slow and try to relax. I know i am asleep, and i try everything to wake myself, but nothing works. My vision becomes mixed with red and black again and i look down to see hundreds of thousands of the person just staring at me. I blink and then its just one. I want to get down and pretend like its all over but I dont.

They dont usualy just stare at me. Especially if i am up in the highest part of a tree. I blink again and their body turns black, their eyes a bright shining red. A sharp toothed grin appears on their face and i feel a tear fall from me, just wanting this all to be over. I loose all of my fear and jump down, landing several feet from it. I walk up close and look into its eyes and swallow.

I see myself. But i start to change. I see metal, spider like legs come from my top jaw, my bottom dissolving away. My body growing tall and my skin stretched tight against my muscle. A long pole coming from me and holding my metal legs up. I become my own demons. What i was looking into the eyes of turns back into the person and I already know its to late. Helpless, and trapped in the body of something of a stephan king story i suddenly wake. Thats it.

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Yes. I actually dream that. Over and over and over. I hate it.