Killer

This dream was from last night.. or early this morning.. Probably early this morning since we all know I don't end up in bed til after midnight... I've got no words for it really it just is...

12th April, 2011 : Killer
I was walking along the beach, just enjoying the night air when I got to this small village. The people in there seemed friendly enough. They were growing their own food and making their own things, they had little huts made of wood, which should have seemed strange, but it wasn't. I started talking to one of the ladies who was telling me they were waiting for the god to possess one of their own to tell them what to do next. She said the candidates were sitting up on the hill waiting. I was curious so I wandered up there, through the trees that had somehow appeared. It was dark out, and I could barely see more than a little in front of me as I followed the old dust path up to the top. Three men were lying on stone benches. The stared lifelessly at the moon rising. I watched them closely, they didn't move. It was almost like they were dead. There was a strange feeling in the air, and the wind seemed to just breeze past teasingly, like something moving slightly behind me, then in front as I turned to view it. I could feel hands through my hair, but there was nothing. Just me standing on top surrounded by stone benches. One of the men jerked suddenly, he grabbed my arm, his eyes lifeless as he screamed "run" at me. I took off, heading back down the path, I could see the men rising behind me, and I decided to weave my way through the trees, hoping to lose them. I could hear people behind me, getting closer and closer. I weaved in and out of trees, hearing the sounds of foodsteps behind me. A voice drifted through the air "this way" it whispered. I turned and looked into the tunnel. "this way" it whispered again... I took one look behind me, ran into the darkness and nothing.

I opened my eyes slowly, they hurt. The sun beamed down, i struggled to see as I rolled over. I was lying in a clearing. I looked down at my clothes, the jeans were dirty and places had rips on them. I slowly got up, my body acheing. I stumbled my way back to the path and headed down to the village. When I got there, everything was quiet. The wooden huts appeared to be fallen over. I walked up to a girl and asked what happened, she looked up at me through tears and walked away. I headed towards the middle of town, only to see a large amount of people gathered, whispering to each other. I made my way through the crowd to see the man who told me to run, butchered on the floor. He's eyes looked through me. Someone grabbed me and threw me to the ground, screaming it was my fault. I kicked them, hard, and got up, It wasn't my fault. I didn't do anything I screamed.

Night began to fall and I noticed people were "investigating" the death. I followed the investigators down through the beach and into a cemetery. In the cemetery I found the other two men, lying on the floor, their hearts ripped out.  I wandered through the cemetery, wondering why this was a good idea at night, only to be stopped by a little boy. He looked me in the eye, his eyes dark with no whites and asked if I knew yet. I didn't know what he was talking about. I followed the child through the graveyard, until I came back to the top of the hill. The benches were bare this time.. I felt the wind pick up again. I looked down at the water wondering what was going on. I could feel something wrapping around me. I felt a cold hand throw me down onto the bench. I could see something misty above me just hovering. Then I felt something rip through me. Tears welled in my eyes as the pain coursed through my body. Above me, a ghostly impression of myself appeared in the mist. It smiled at me, then disappeared into the night sky. I closed my eyes. When I opened them again, I was lying on a beach. A man sat next to me, asking if I was ready for the next target. I smiled, dropping a photo on the ground. "Of course darling" I said, as I walked away. I turned to see the photo of the three men on the bench float out to sea. I closed my eyes, felt the sun on my skin. I felt the man's hand close around mine as he gave me another photo. This time of three girls, all smiling, their faces marked with an X.

Murderer

Since I have had soo much stuff going on... it's time for another old dream.... As you can tell there was a long period where I just didn't have the time... or maybe the want to record my dreams.... I've had a couple lately, nothing that I can really write down in words since its all feelings so far... lets hope we have something new soon huh?

This is from last year, on the 7th of October, 2010


I was sitting in my room talking to someone who looked like HT. We were just talking when there was a loud thump on my door. For some reason, I knew I shouldn't open the door. Something was off about it. I could see a man through my window and he kept knocking on the door, then the windows, loudly. It felt like he was trying to break in or he was angry about something. He kept hitting the door again and again and again. He was started to scare me so I handed HT one of the swords in my room, unsheathing it and showing him it. I picked up my bayonette and watched the door. I could feel the wood wanting to give way as the man hit the door again and again, louder and louder until the door swung open and I swung my sword. I cut the man's hand, I could hear him swear under his breath as the door came to a stop, wide open. He was holding a gun and pointing it at me. HT lunged at the guy and tackled him onto the front porch, the gun dropping form his hand. I walked over and picked up the gun and I shot the guy in the head. I shot him again and again and again and I couldn't stop, I wasn't sure why. Ht came over and took the gun away from me, telling me it was okay. There was blood everywhere, I could hear the man groaning and I wanted to shoot him again to put him out of his misery. I could see bits of his brain where the bullet had gone through his skull. I suddenly had this strange sinking feeling. I watched him and noticed  he was looking up above me, he looked scared. I turned and above the house, hanging in a tree was a woman in a white wedding dress. She was hanging there, her skin pale and dead. The wedding dress flapped in the wind then flew off and landed on top of me. I struggled to get out of it, wanting to rip it off me.

When it finally came off I found myself sitting on a train. My friend is next to me talking to me, and then talking to the spot opposite me where a person was suppose to be, but there was nothign there. She told me it was rude not to talk to our friend sitting there, even though I couldn't see anyone. She kept saying you see her right? So I started talking to the spot too and slowly a girl faded into the scene. She was wearing a pink shirt and white shorts, thats all I could remember of her. SHe was talking to both of us for a bit, and the she looked at me.. or right through me and said "we have to trade now". I didn't understand what she meant, but I looked around the train and I noticed.. people seeemd to be swapping bodies. I could see it in their eyes. Then I looked and realised I was looking at myself. I looked down and I was wearing a pink shirt and a white shorts. I didn't understand how it had happened. The other me.. or my body started to say something when HT came up... only he was in a different body. He sat down next to me, putting his arm across my shoulder and said "it's just starting". then I woke up to my alarm