Freaky Dream ... Number 2
Another post in a loooong while, possibly longer than 5 shlongs nailgunned together by several zombie chicks.
this is..... another freaky dream that i happen to remember.... it seems so different than the one i had before.
Anyway, i cant rightly remember how it started out, some shit happened and then i turned up at some run-down apartment building at night. no elevators or nothing, just stairs. i think it was just a couple of stories high and the doors were void of designed, with only a number on it, like 69 or something. yeah.... 69 >.<
so, i entered one of the doors. it was kinda randomized, but felt more like i knew which door to open, like there was some obscure meaning behind that particular door, as obscure as to why gay people exist. well, in any case, i entered the door and walked into a room. i can't rightly remember what the layout or the furniture was like in the room, maybe there was a tv, maybe there was a sofa, maybe there was a batman suit with rubber nipples.
what i Do remember is that the entire room had flat walls, that were void of design and was white in colour. not shine blaring, glow bursting, incandescent white. more like a dull white, but not completely dull, normal normal white. lighting was slightly dark though. and at the other end of the room was............ another door. leading to........ another room.
anyway, the second room was similarly white, but had huge white square table in the center with white chairs surrounding it, all of which were void of design. and there were people sitting there. i cant really remember how many people there were, i think it was about 20 people? but what i can remember is interacting with them.
The first person i saw was this woman that was supposed to the owner of the house. she has a few late-teenage kids sitting at the table and a baby sitting there as well. i cant remember what the kids looked like or exactly how many there were, i only remember the baby. and the woman's mother was there also, sitting next to her, shes this old lady that looked like the wicked witch of the west, i could feel the evil from her. the rest where like relatives, there were this late-teenage twin sisters there, and this middle-aged black guy and his black wife. and more random relatives.
all the people never leave their chair and only talk and move while sitting on the chair. i dont know why, i think maybe i threaten them or something? anyway, i was walking up to each of them and listening to what they had to say. then the owner-of-the-place woman (from now on i shall call her "woman") said something to her mother and the latter closed her eyes and gave the evil angry frown. >:(
This is where it starts to get totally blown off. You see, the reason that i entered the house in the first place, was to kill the people. yup, thats right, i dreamed of killing people. i dont know why, but it was in my dream. maybe im dreaming of a real murder taking place somewhere else in the world, like in the minority report, but if i see tom cruise, im gonna take my cross and bible, and kick his scientologic ass to gay space.
Anyway, i reached for my pocket knife so as to continue with my quest for 40 hot virgins. oops, i ment to LET THE KILLING.... BEGIN! I expected to find my knife where it always is in my pocket, however, dreamworld doesn't follow the laws of reality, as such, it wasn't there!! what a sudden and appalling and utterly surprising turn of events that lead to more redundant events. because as it turns out, instead of my knife, i found a large, thick, hard nail O.O but seriously, it was a nail.
The first victim was one of the twin sisters, they were sitting across the table from where the door was. they were saying something to me, then i jammed the nail into the right temple of one of the twins. imagine if you could, a man clenching his fist, and holding a nail inbetween his index and middle finger, and then jabbing it into a human head with a murderous force. Yeah. there was blood slowly oozing down the side of her head when i pulled the nail out. well, in dreamworld, everyone else was indifferent about it.
Next i walked over to the other twin and, she was looking at her sister while saying something to me (cant remember what, not even sure if i heard what she was saying in the dream). then i used the nail to slit her throat. for some reason, the blood didn' squirt out, it just sorta gushed out abit and streamed down her neck.
the image of the sisters dying.... still so fresh in my mind....
anyway, after that i realised that the "woman" was saying something about her mother. i cant really remember what, but it was something like "she is bring him/her here" or "he/she is coming here soon" or something like that. basically, my impending doom.
because of this, i hastened my task. Started killing them all quickly and with the same method, slitting of the throats. In the dreamworld, no matter how many i killed or who i killed, they seemed to be indifferent about it, and the "woman" was continuing to say her stuff. i then proceeded to kill many of them, ending with the "woman" and her mother. i cant remember if i killed all of them, but i do remember that i left the baby unharmed.
I then exited the room, then the house and ran down the stairs. Well, as with the power of dreams, there was a bus stop directly in front of the run down apartment building. i was then waiting for a bus, but i had no idea which bus to take in order to get where i was getting. of course, i had no idea where i wanted to go, not that it mattered at all, since it was a dream, transportation was just a thought away. well then i called nicodemus on my cell, and had a really short conversation, asking about which bus i should take.
geng: eh nico, what bus should take ah?
nico: bus 22
geng: okay
after that i kept waiting for bus 22, but in vain. several other buses came, like 65, 21, 25, et cetera. oh, forgot to mention, the buses were all sbs buses... yeah.... Anyway, eventually i was magically in a bus (dont know if it was 22), and some time had pass in the dream time. like several hours. and throughout the several hours, i kept thinking of the baby. that even if he was alive, with everyone else dead, there would be no one to take care of him. and how long will it be until someone found the baby, alone there.
i had then decided to go back for the baby. i just walked out of the bus, and crossed the dream street and took another bus, all of which happened in an instant. i dont know how it was possible, but the bus returned to the exact same bus stop, right outside the apartment building, also in an instant. i tried to walk out the front door of the bus, but there was something blocking it. and then i saw someone crawl out from one of the windows. i looked out and saw like a group of secondary school kids boarding the bus from the back door.
i must have been smoking something heavy in my dream, cause i had the absurd idea to crawl out of the window as well. any huuu, i ran up the stairs looking for the door, only to realise that i dont remember the number of the door. but instead of having a problem, when i reached one of the stories of the building, i found "the door", i dont know how i knew that was it, but i knew. that was the door, and it was slightly ajar!
i was thinking, "crap! someone entered here".... could be the dream cops? or the mysterious being that was supposed to be my doom? or the neighbours? or superman and wonder woman, doing a bollywood movie inside? ........ i had no idea what to expect, but i rushed in to the first white room and.....
i found the "woman" sitting down on the floor, with her back against one of the wall, pressing some buttons on her cell phone. she saw me, but was indifferent. i walked over and yanked the phone from her hand and switched it off. again, indifferent. then i walked to the second door and pushed it open.
i saw all the dead people exactly as they were..... but the baby was missing, so i turned around and asked the "woman",
geng: .... the baby?
"woman": .... baby's fine....
some kind of dream relief came over my dream self.
some load of events happened after that, but i cant rightfully remember what. but to sum it up: as it turns out, the late-teenage kids of the "woman" were still alive, and to be more exact, there was 2 girls and 1 guy. and the events that happened somehow happened to pull me in to the family and start living with them. i know.... What The Hell? freaky huh, but its a dream, so what can i do....
anyway, one of the girls is like always whacking me and punching me, hard but in a friendly, happy perky kinda way. and what i can remember is she punch me merrily and i fell on a chair next to a computer. she then laughs and walks away. the the other girl turn up and happens to be Hot, she grabs a chair and sits next to me. we then watch something on the computer, possibly porn, probably not. hahaha. anyway, thats all i can remember, cause after that.....
I wake up and open my eyes to the real world
heres a link to my previous dream..... [dream 1]
this is..... another freaky dream that i happen to remember.... it seems so different than the one i had before.
Anyway, i cant rightly remember how it started out, some shit happened and then i turned up at some run-down apartment building at night. no elevators or nothing, just stairs. i think it was just a couple of stories high and the doors were void of designed, with only a number on it, like 69 or something. yeah.... 69 >.<
so, i entered one of the doors. it was kinda randomized, but felt more like i knew which door to open, like there was some obscure meaning behind that particular door, as obscure as to why gay people exist. well, in any case, i entered the door and walked into a room. i can't rightly remember what the layout or the furniture was like in the room, maybe there was a tv, maybe there was a sofa, maybe there was a batman suit with rubber nipples.
what i Do remember is that the entire room had flat walls, that were void of design and was white in colour. not shine blaring, glow bursting, incandescent white. more like a dull white, but not completely dull, normal normal white. lighting was slightly dark though. and at the other end of the room was............ another door. leading to........ another room.
anyway, the second room was similarly white, but had huge white square table in the center with white chairs surrounding it, all of which were void of design. and there were people sitting there. i cant really remember how many people there were, i think it was about 20 people? but what i can remember is interacting with them.
The first person i saw was this woman that was supposed to the owner of the house. she has a few late-teenage kids sitting at the table and a baby sitting there as well. i cant remember what the kids looked like or exactly how many there were, i only remember the baby. and the woman's mother was there also, sitting next to her, shes this old lady that looked like the wicked witch of the west, i could feel the evil from her. the rest where like relatives, there were this late-teenage twin sisters there, and this middle-aged black guy and his black wife. and more random relatives.
all the people never leave their chair and only talk and move while sitting on the chair. i dont know why, i think maybe i threaten them or something? anyway, i was walking up to each of them and listening to what they had to say. then the owner-of-the-place woman (from now on i shall call her "woman") said something to her mother and the latter closed her eyes and gave the evil angry frown. >:(
This is where it starts to get totally blown off. You see, the reason that i entered the house in the first place, was to kill the people. yup, thats right, i dreamed of killing people. i dont know why, but it was in my dream. maybe im dreaming of a real murder taking place somewhere else in the world, like in the minority report, but if i see tom cruise, im gonna take my cross and bible, and kick his scientologic ass to gay space.
Anyway, i reached for my pocket knife so as to continue with my quest for 40 hot virgins. oops, i ment to LET THE KILLING.... BEGIN! I expected to find my knife where it always is in my pocket, however, dreamworld doesn't follow the laws of reality, as such, it wasn't there!! what a sudden and appalling and utterly surprising turn of events that lead to more redundant events. because as it turns out, instead of my knife, i found a large, thick, hard nail O.O but seriously, it was a nail.
The first victim was one of the twin sisters, they were sitting across the table from where the door was. they were saying something to me, then i jammed the nail into the right temple of one of the twins. imagine if you could, a man clenching his fist, and holding a nail inbetween his index and middle finger, and then jabbing it into a human head with a murderous force. Yeah. there was blood slowly oozing down the side of her head when i pulled the nail out. well, in dreamworld, everyone else was indifferent about it.
Next i walked over to the other twin and, she was looking at her sister while saying something to me (cant remember what, not even sure if i heard what she was saying in the dream). then i used the nail to slit her throat. for some reason, the blood didn' squirt out, it just sorta gushed out abit and streamed down her neck.
the image of the sisters dying.... still so fresh in my mind....
anyway, after that i realised that the "woman" was saying something about her mother. i cant really remember what, but it was something like "she is bring him/her here" or "he/she is coming here soon" or something like that. basically, my impending doom.
because of this, i hastened my task. Started killing them all quickly and with the same method, slitting of the throats. In the dreamworld, no matter how many i killed or who i killed, they seemed to be indifferent about it, and the "woman" was continuing to say her stuff. i then proceeded to kill many of them, ending with the "woman" and her mother. i cant remember if i killed all of them, but i do remember that i left the baby unharmed.
I then exited the room, then the house and ran down the stairs. Well, as with the power of dreams, there was a bus stop directly in front of the run down apartment building. i was then waiting for a bus, but i had no idea which bus to take in order to get where i was getting. of course, i had no idea where i wanted to go, not that it mattered at all, since it was a dream, transportation was just a thought away. well then i called nicodemus on my cell, and had a really short conversation, asking about which bus i should take.
geng: eh nico, what bus should take ah?
nico: bus 22
geng: okay
after that i kept waiting for bus 22, but in vain. several other buses came, like 65, 21, 25, et cetera. oh, forgot to mention, the buses were all sbs buses... yeah.... Anyway, eventually i was magically in a bus (dont know if it was 22), and some time had pass in the dream time. like several hours. and throughout the several hours, i kept thinking of the baby. that even if he was alive, with everyone else dead, there would be no one to take care of him. and how long will it be until someone found the baby, alone there.
i had then decided to go back for the baby. i just walked out of the bus, and crossed the dream street and took another bus, all of which happened in an instant. i dont know how it was possible, but the bus returned to the exact same bus stop, right outside the apartment building, also in an instant. i tried to walk out the front door of the bus, but there was something blocking it. and then i saw someone crawl out from one of the windows. i looked out and saw like a group of secondary school kids boarding the bus from the back door.
i must have been smoking something heavy in my dream, cause i had the absurd idea to crawl out of the window as well. any huuu, i ran up the stairs looking for the door, only to realise that i dont remember the number of the door. but instead of having a problem, when i reached one of the stories of the building, i found "the door", i dont know how i knew that was it, but i knew. that was the door, and it was slightly ajar!
i was thinking, "crap! someone entered here".... could be the dream cops? or the mysterious being that was supposed to be my doom? or the neighbours? or superman and wonder woman, doing a bollywood movie inside? ........ i had no idea what to expect, but i rushed in to the first white room and.....
i found the "woman" sitting down on the floor, with her back against one of the wall, pressing some buttons on her cell phone. she saw me, but was indifferent. i walked over and yanked the phone from her hand and switched it off. again, indifferent. then i walked to the second door and pushed it open.
i saw all the dead people exactly as they were..... but the baby was missing, so i turned around and asked the "woman",
geng: .... the baby?
"woman": .... baby's fine....
some kind of dream relief came over my dream self.
some load of events happened after that, but i cant rightfully remember what. but to sum it up: as it turns out, the late-teenage kids of the "woman" were still alive, and to be more exact, there was 2 girls and 1 guy. and the events that happened somehow happened to pull me in to the family and start living with them. i know.... What The Hell? freaky huh, but its a dream, so what can i do....
anyway, one of the girls is like always whacking me and punching me, hard but in a friendly, happy perky kinda way. and what i can remember is she punch me merrily and i fell on a chair next to a computer. she then laughs and walks away. the the other girl turn up and happens to be Hot, she grabs a chair and sits next to me. we then watch something on the computer, possibly porn, probably not. hahaha. anyway, thats all i can remember, cause after that.....
I wake up and open my eyes to the real world
heres a link to my previous dream..... [dream 1]
This Shit here was written by non-other than Phantasmagoria just cause he had nothing better to do during 12:32:00 am
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