Beatles Horror Stories

Nightmares

Well, first horror story that deals with the modern day Beatles.

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Every night for the past week now, I have been having these nightmares.

I can't even describe how fearful I am now, because they're more horrifying than anything I could imagine.

They just start with me in a white void.

And then, they appear...

They're me.

All me.

Some only one year younger than me, others just little kids. 

It's like I found myself in an impossible time rift.

They all just stare at me, smiling as they twitch and laugh, blood leaking from their mouth as their pupils shrink down to pinpricks.

They say they're going to get me and complete their plan.

What the plan is, I can not even begin to comprehend.

But, what scares me the most, is that I now know that these are for real.

Paul told me about having similar nightmares a few days ago. At the time, I just said that they were probably nothing to worry about.

I wish I was right.

When he went missing two days ago, I did not think that the nightmares had any connection to it.

That was, until I saw him in my nightmare last night.

He just stared at me, smiling that wide blood-stained smile as all other past versions of me laugh.

What he said makes me absolutely terrified, and I'm not sure how long I can put off sleep.

His words have been echoing in my mind for hours now, and their meaning petrifies me.

"They'll all get you soon Ringo. Just like how my own past selves got me."

He chuckled and leaned in so close that I could feel his breath.

"Hope you have a good dream tomorrow."