Nightmares.

Ride Together, Die together.

⚠️ A/N and TW ⚠️
Warning ! This chapter includes murder, make-belief creatures, mentions of the word sXicXde, swearing and overall general fear. If any other warnings are needed, please let me know and I'll fix it as soon as possible.

Hello! This chapter is probably going to be quite long, considering this dream was actually really long story-wise. This one was probably one of my favorite dreams, even tho it scared me shitless. I hope y'all find it as interesting as I did, and I have another one coming up that's a pretty good one too. Hope you enjoy reading :))
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Me and my friend Emma come out of the car. Me on the passengers side, her on the drivers. We exit the vehicle laughing, having a fun ride to the park. It was winter out, and the public park was doused in chilly frost and snow. We start to walking down the concrete path, just outside the fields fence. We make jokes and laugh, as we approach a somewhat steep but short hill, covered in snow. Emma and I start walking down, almost falling in the thick blanket, but nevertheless reaching the bottom. We walk a bit further to our school track. We see what looks like a class of little kids walking around. We're going the same direction, so we have a short, bullying session with the kids. Nothing too serious, all jokes, but we hear the teacher yell at us to stop pestering the children, and to not do it again. Of course, we do it one last time before running ahead, and off the track past a fence that leads to a road. Where we're headed, is actually to go buy some music. We did have songs on our phones, but we thought it would be fun to go to an actual store and get some. As we were walking, we stumbled upon a sudden drop in the sidewalk. It continued off as normal, like there wasn't a dramatic change in height. Around a 4 and a half feet drop I would say. There, we see some other people. Some people that we actually know. I see my old childhood friend Ethan there, as well as his younger brother and Tommy. They aren't the only ones there, but they're the only ones we can currently see, because the rest are down after the sudden sidewalk drop. I go over to Ethan in a hurry. I hadn't seen him in years, and he was one of my best friends. Unfortunately, I never got his last name, so I could never try to find him on social media. I can't quite recall what I asked him, but whatever it was, he only replied with the word "miss". Another voice quickly got my attention. It was from my friend that I was really close with at the time. I had met him only a year prior, and he was a super nice guy. I went up to him, Emma talking to Tommy behind me as I crouched down to talk to my friend, Jack. He had asked me what I was doing there, and told him about Emma and I going out to buy music, and he suggested that him and the other people he was with join us. I agreed, considering they were all pretty cool people. One of the school supervisors had come out of seemingly nowhere and started getting mad at Jack. Him not standing for random bursts of anger towards him, wether he needed it or not, started getting mad at her. It was at first normal responses to someone getting mad at you for seemingly no reason, but soon got more aggressive. I decide to go back to the school, and go inside to the counsellor since I have troubles keeping myself together in aggressive situations wether it's me or somebody else arguing. I entered the school by the art door, considering it was the closest to me. I walk through and then out of the art room when I have a sudden urge to start running. I make it about 10 feet into the somewhat busy hallway before I get a text. I open my flip phone (strange considering I never owned one), and looked at a new message I got. It showed in red text with a white background that read: "One of them is dead, so I'll have to kill 4 to make it equal." The text took up the whole screen, and I stared in fear as people passed me by, unaware of what was happening. Another text popped up shortly after, attached with an image. The image showed Jacks partner, Levi. It was in a dark room, and looked almost like a haunted house. Behind him was a window, frosted over and had a purple/cyan glow behind it. Very faint, but there. Levi, was covered in splatters of neon paint. Pink, green and yellow. The text that came along with it read: "What're you gonna do Levi? Let me run away, or leave me?" Reading those words I knew he meant join him with his plans, or go run to the authorities. I was still standing there. What was I supposed to do? Getting a text from your friend saying that they're gonna kill 4 fucking people? Possibly including you, as well? I was terrified. I hated this, I hated it all. One of my closest friends was now the one person that scared me to my core. Another text appeared on the phone. "In 100 hours, 4 people will be dead. Don't think you're safe just because I'm close to you." That's what broke me. I knew I was close with him, and thousands of thoughts came rushing to my head. I thought he was going to find and kill me. I thought of how he never really cared for me, and this whole time was waiting, planning for this day. As much as there were thoughts telling me I was going to die, there were thoughts telling me that maybe he wouldn't hurt me. Maybe he'll have empathy for me, or pity, and spare me. After everything we've been through, all the laughs and jokes, how could he kill me? Just like that?? I decided to not sit around anymore, and head somewhere else. I find myself now at 'home'. I wouldn't consider it my home considering it doesn't look like it, but I don't feel like complaining about it considering the circumstances. I wasn't the only one there, however. There were a group of girls sitting on the other side of the room, but I didn't mind considering this felt like a 'community house' type of things. As I sit on the couch, I decide to call my mom. I'm scared and alone, and calling my mom seems like the best thing to do right now. I dial my moms number, but she's not the one who picks up. It was somehow a suicide hotline, and we talked for a few minutes exchanging some nice words before I hung up. I get up and start walking to the kitchen. As to why, I don't know why, if it was to get something to eat, or to get away from people. The kitchen was in the shape of a U, and I had been facing the inside of it, with kitchen counter almost entirely surrounding me, spare behind me. That's when I got another one of those fucking texts. "10 people are left. You are the 4th."
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At the sight of those words, everything went still. I was in utter shock. Him saying that he was going to kill 4 people was just a warning. He had planned for 10 the whole time. Even if he hadn't had that in mind, I would have died anyways.

Because I was the 4th.

I turn around, and already wish I hadn't. In front of me, slowly approaching was this mess of a thing. To get a good start, think of "The Reaper Bird" amalgamate from the game Undertale. That's only the beginning. White square blotches were scattered all around it, with random black text symbols surrounding it. Smiley and frowny texts were scattered around wherever the 'face' of the thing was. Few bright, neon pink and green squares were scattered as well, but not as generous as the white squares. There isn't an exact way to describe what I had seen, but that was as close as I could get. The entirely 2D creature kept approaching, painfully slow. I knew it was whatever had became of my friend, but I just couldn't believe it. I sat there, struggling for words, struggling to breathe. Tears had subconsciously started falling down my face. At that moment I could see everything. I could see myself in the eyes of the being, and how it wanted to do nothing but end me. It wanted to murder me, without a care in the world. I could see how in some sick and twisted way, that it was my friend, or whatever was left of him. I could see myself on the floor, staring up at my most certain doom. I could see the whole room, and how the girls that were in the other room continue to talk, not knowing of what was happening in the room over. It creeped closer and closer, but it didn't even reach me before it all ended.

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I sat up rather quickly. I don't wake up in tears, or sweat, filled with fear after a gruesome scene. I more often then not woke up entirely normally. Even witnessing myself die, having teeth bashed in, or even watching all I love be brutally tortured in front of me, I never woke up any different then I would if I had a normal, or no dream at all. Sitting up rather quickly, wasn't too drastic, but not common as I was only awake a lot more for a strange reason. Like I do after most dreams, I sat to think about it. What it could mean, if it even meant anything, or if I should even be thinking about it at all. On this night, I call out to King, her being awake and all.
"what's up kid? Another nightmare?"
"Yeah. I fucking hate these. Why won't it stop??? I don't know how much more I can take. I can't keep having these dreams frequently. It hurts, and I don't want to see it anymore."
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"I know.. I really wish I could stop it, but there's not really much I can do. The only thing I can promise is that I'll always be here in the waking world when you need me."
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"....I know. Thank you though. For pretty much... everything. As a friend, you're really cool."
"Yeah yeah, you can tell me how 'wonderful' I am later, it's bed time now. Sleep! An important thing that you don't care enough about."
"Okay, whatever. Goodnight King."
"Goodnight kid."
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"Hey King, can you promise me something?"
"What is it?"
"Can you promise me I won't have another nightmare tonight?"
"I'll try my best."

"You didn't keep your promise.."
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woOOOOOOO LETS GO LONG CHAPTER POGGERS! Sorry for having it so long, there was a lot to talk about. I also cut out some other things, but that was only how me and Emma had gotten to the park. At first I actually thought the dream was a tame and simple murder story, but writing it out, the plot just went back and forth between topics and things, like different houses, scenery, characters, all that stuff. I still really like the dream, and even though I hated experiencing it, I did really like writing it all out in story format. Hopefully there shouldn't be too long of other chapters after this, I do know there's probably a few, but this one is gonna be the longest one for now. I should also mention that the 'after dream' segments aren't often from the same dream. What I mean, is that since all of these happened over the course of the last few months, It's hard to connect after dreams to the dreams themselves. Unless specific events happened correlating to the dream, they're probably not gonna be same-day events.
This should hopefully be it for today, and i'm really excited to get started on the next chapter! Hope you enjoyed todays long ass section! See you in the next dream :))

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