06-19-2015, 01:49 PM
Neither of the following were nightmares. Just really weird dreams.
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In the first, I was in a tall, old-school apartment building made of brick. I entered one of the apartments (mine), and walked to the kitchen. A sense of foreboding hit me and I felt as though the place was haunted by something sinister. Warily, I searched for the cause… but I couldn’t find it. That is, until the ceiling practically blew apart and revealed what was hiding above us. What I saw was horrifying.
A man-sized beating heart, mutated and augmented with mechanical and computerized parts, was hiding above the ceiling tiles. Tentacles spurted from its grotesque shape, reaching for myself and my friend who was also in the room. Through a combination skill and blind luck, we managed to avoid them and escape back into the hallway. As we attempted to dash down the stairwell and leave this place, a group of gangbangers caught us on the way down and forced us back to the floor where we were, and IT was. I tried to warn them of the creature, but to no avail. They laughed and simply thought me crazy. Rather than go back into THAT apartment, me and my friend went to his (which was directly across the hall from that one). The inside was set up like a barracks, just rows of bunkbeds.
The gangbangers attempted to follow us in, and that was when I had a sudden feeling that, despite my fairly thin and lithe form, I could keep them out. Not with my brawn, but with telekinetic ability. My first attempt failed, but as they tried to push their way in, I found the key to unlocking my potential and pushed them back out into the hall. The door closed and it was peaceful for a moment. Until that feeling of foreboding returned, that is. Using my telekinesis, I tore away part of the ceiling to see the trailing tentacles of the Heart Beast I tried to warn the others in the room, and they leapt away from the bunks just as the creature burst through and began throwing them about. We tried to flee the building.
Unfortunately, others were there to stop me. Samus Aran and some of her cronies (random goons) tried to bar my path We were unable to break past them, despite a heroic leapt from an upper level to the lobby, and we were forced to find another way out. The was when another scene played in my dreamer’s mind. The Heart Beast had mutated again during my escape, its large body exploding outward and a small orb leaving the blasted carcass. The Orb was strange to look at. It appeared to be a metal and glass outer-shell (much like a helmet) with a strange human-like creature within (think a cuter MODOK). It rolled along vents and other small tube-like structures before locking into a mechanical body.
That was when I learned just what this thing was. It was Link, the Hero of Time. Something had turned his heart black and sent him down a path to becoming this monster. His new mechanical body was built for war and the man cackled as Samus and co arrived on scene to great their new ally. In the meantime, me and my friend found a side exit and left the building. As we were trying to escape, Link used his massive power to topple the building on top of us (the side exit was through a fairly decrepit and run down part of the apartment building). We ran from it, only to discover that there were other people who were in the path of the rushing wave of brick and mortar. A couple of my coworkers made a cameo as we pulled them from almost certain doom. We had finally escaped.
From an upper floor of the, now, extravagant hotel, Link and Samus reveled in their newfound power and the belief that they had, in fact, gotten rid of me. They shared that brief moment of comradery before Samus betrayed the mechanical monster she had allied with, blasting it with her arm cannon and sending the heap hurtling stories to the ground floor.
I reentered the building, despite my reservations, knowing that I stood the best chance of defeating these adversaries due to my telekinetic abilities. However, I was held up at customs, which for some reason made perfect fucking sense (dream-logic). I had just managed to get past customs when I woke up.
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My second dream was shorter… but far more disturbing to me as an individual. I don’t remember much prior to the end except that I had killed two people. The end was almost exactly like that scene from Bulletproof Monk where the Nazi used part of the scrolls power to get young again. The difference in my dream was that it was the Monk who had done so and was trying to kill me to attain MY immortality. In the end, I tried to cut his throat, but was unable to end his life that way. So… I lit him on fire and let him burn to death. I woke up as dream me broke down crying at the murders and horrific deaths I had given these people, feeling like a monstrous human being.
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Expect more to come if I remember them and feel like writing them up.
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In the first, I was in a tall, old-school apartment building made of brick. I entered one of the apartments (mine), and walked to the kitchen. A sense of foreboding hit me and I felt as though the place was haunted by something sinister. Warily, I searched for the cause… but I couldn’t find it. That is, until the ceiling practically blew apart and revealed what was hiding above us. What I saw was horrifying.
A man-sized beating heart, mutated and augmented with mechanical and computerized parts, was hiding above the ceiling tiles. Tentacles spurted from its grotesque shape, reaching for myself and my friend who was also in the room. Through a combination skill and blind luck, we managed to avoid them and escape back into the hallway. As we attempted to dash down the stairwell and leave this place, a group of gangbangers caught us on the way down and forced us back to the floor where we were, and IT was. I tried to warn them of the creature, but to no avail. They laughed and simply thought me crazy. Rather than go back into THAT apartment, me and my friend went to his (which was directly across the hall from that one). The inside was set up like a barracks, just rows of bunkbeds.
The gangbangers attempted to follow us in, and that was when I had a sudden feeling that, despite my fairly thin and lithe form, I could keep them out. Not with my brawn, but with telekinetic ability. My first attempt failed, but as they tried to push their way in, I found the key to unlocking my potential and pushed them back out into the hall. The door closed and it was peaceful for a moment. Until that feeling of foreboding returned, that is. Using my telekinesis, I tore away part of the ceiling to see the trailing tentacles of the Heart Beast I tried to warn the others in the room, and they leapt away from the bunks just as the creature burst through and began throwing them about. We tried to flee the building.
Unfortunately, others were there to stop me. Samus Aran and some of her cronies (random goons) tried to bar my path We were unable to break past them, despite a heroic leapt from an upper level to the lobby, and we were forced to find another way out. The was when another scene played in my dreamer’s mind. The Heart Beast had mutated again during my escape, its large body exploding outward and a small orb leaving the blasted carcass. The Orb was strange to look at. It appeared to be a metal and glass outer-shell (much like a helmet) with a strange human-like creature within (think a cuter MODOK). It rolled along vents and other small tube-like structures before locking into a mechanical body.
That was when I learned just what this thing was. It was Link, the Hero of Time. Something had turned his heart black and sent him down a path to becoming this monster. His new mechanical body was built for war and the man cackled as Samus and co arrived on scene to great their new ally. In the meantime, me and my friend found a side exit and left the building. As we were trying to escape, Link used his massive power to topple the building on top of us (the side exit was through a fairly decrepit and run down part of the apartment building). We ran from it, only to discover that there were other people who were in the path of the rushing wave of brick and mortar. A couple of my coworkers made a cameo as we pulled them from almost certain doom. We had finally escaped.
From an upper floor of the, now, extravagant hotel, Link and Samus reveled in their newfound power and the belief that they had, in fact, gotten rid of me. They shared that brief moment of comradery before Samus betrayed the mechanical monster she had allied with, blasting it with her arm cannon and sending the heap hurtling stories to the ground floor.
I reentered the building, despite my reservations, knowing that I stood the best chance of defeating these adversaries due to my telekinetic abilities. However, I was held up at customs, which for some reason made perfect fucking sense (dream-logic). I had just managed to get past customs when I woke up.
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My second dream was shorter… but far more disturbing to me as an individual. I don’t remember much prior to the end except that I had killed two people. The end was almost exactly like that scene from Bulletproof Monk where the Nazi used part of the scrolls power to get young again. The difference in my dream was that it was the Monk who had done so and was trying to kill me to attain MY immortality. In the end, I tried to cut his throat, but was unable to end his life that way. So… I lit him on fire and let him burn to death. I woke up as dream me broke down crying at the murders and horrific deaths I had given these people, feeling like a monstrous human being.
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Expect more to come if I remember them and feel like writing them up.
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