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No, seriously........that dream with the lightning and the voiceover announcer...that's brilliantly weird and imaginative. I have had dreams like that, I totally understand what an effed up experience that probably was.
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I used to have a recurring nightmare that spooked the hell out of me, it was only short and came from a scene in the movie Phantasm, you know the bit right at the end where the kid sees the tall man in the mirror but when he turns round there's no-one there and then the things come out of the mirror and grab him (sounds a bit vague i know, but i was only about 20 when i saw the film), well change me for the kid and that's the nightmare!!!
I would wake up in terror, with my heart pounding and the sweat dripping off me, i know that's the part of the movie that scared me i just don't know why, there were much worse parts to that film but i had the dream every night for about 6 months, sometimes more than once a night, got to the point where i was afraid to go to sleep. I did manage to get it to stop eventually but only by completely shutting all memory of the film out of my mind, so much so that i actually remember very little about it (which is why the description is so vague) and wasn't even aware they had made a sequel, let alone 3. I now have the whole set in my collection but haven't yet plucked up the courage to watch it, i do want to see it to try to understand why it scared me so much because it's not like i was a child at the time, or that i wasn't used to watching horror movies, going to have to be early in the day though and not alone. |
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i have this recurring nightmare where i work in a cubicle, can't get a date and my main social outlet is a message board for, get this, horror fans. . . then i break my hand and can barely type. . . oh wait . . . its NOT A DREAM!
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHH HHHHHH :eek: :eek: :eek:
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One of my recurring nightmares:
I'm standing at the edge of a lake surrounded by hills. The sky is cloudy. In front of me is a pier that goes out into the water. At the end is a small boy, kneeling on the edge of the pier, looking into the water. I walk up behind him to see what he's looking at, although I know it's going to be bad. Floating on the water is what looks almost like a cigar box, which is open. Light is pouring out of the box, but inside I can see a fish on it's back, split open from head to tail. There are wires and lines running out of the fish into the glowing whatever floating around it. The middle of the lake starts boiling, and a decomposing skeleton with a scythe comes from the middle of the boiling, runs across the top of the water and cuts the little boy in half and then I'm suddenly standing at the end of a long hallway. The floor is old wood, and running the length of the hallway are those old windows with the frosted glass that you crank to open. I walk the length of the hallway, and as I do I notice there is something walking along the outside with me, but it's only a shape because of the frosted glass. I come to one of the cranks, and start opening the window to see what it is, even though I know it's going to be bad already. On the other side is this horrible thing that looks like an Xray of Jesus from the waist up, crown of thorns and all, only his eyes are the size of baseballs, and completely white. From the waist down, there is a mass of tentacles that move constantly and independantly of each other. Then, I wake up. I've dreamed it for years. You would think I would've learned not to open the window by now.
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Jiminey Crickets! What do you say to something like that.
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Yeah. There's ways you can deal with that dream, you know. On top of the page you will see some links to sites about windows--Replacement Windows, Replacement Window Quotes, Double Hung Vinyl Windows, and so on. I think replacing the dream windows would solve the problem. Mm, yeah. Ought to work. Mm-hmm.
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The last one I actually remember, I was torn up inside from not being able to save this one poor girl, that I stuck a gun in my mouth and pulled the trigger. I actually died in the dream. People say that it's impossible because peoples will to live is so strong, but mine apparently wasn't. |
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