22nd Septermber, 2011: House of Horror
I watched the dark waves around me reach at the boat, lifting it up and down and tossing it like it nothing but a small plastic bag in the wind. Splashes of water reached over the rim of the tiny canoe and splashed down, ice cold against my legs. The guy in front of me turned and grinned as he lifted his oar and slide it effortlessly through the rough water to propel us forward. I could see in the distance small specks of light flickering, almost inviting me to join them. I leaned forward and asked the guy if he could go any faster. He grinned at me and continued at the same pace. Somewhere in the distance, thunder rumbled the sky lit up in angry flashes. The water got choppy and I felt more and more water slipping into the canoe. I felt the boat twist underneath the water. The oar slipped from the guys arms and he yelled as he lunged forward to grab at it. Unable to reach it as it was stole away by the sea, he turned and grabbed me as the boat turned over. It was quiet underneath the water. I couldn't see the boy any more, or feel him near me. I tried to break for the surface but I could feel the heaviness of the water dragging me further and further down. My lungs began to ache with a need to breathe and I reached higher and higher. I began to see spots in the water, dark spots which seemed to appear out of no where. I reached higher and higher and then finally reached the surface. Taking a deep breath in I looked around me. The boat was nowhere to be seen. Turning around I made out a figuring floating in the water as the lightning flashes again. The rain hit down hard, making it difficult to see. I swam towards the figure and reached out for the boy. I turned him over and saw his eyes were closed. Holding him onto me I looked for the lights. The rain poured down under, I felt the water sweep me away and holding on to the boy I struggled to move against the water. A large wave hit me, hard against my back. I was thrown underwater. I struggled to reach the boy as he drifted away from me. Dark spots appeared in front of my eyes, clouding my vision. I moved for the surface but was tossed back, again and again.
I woke up on a beach covered in sand. I slowly peeled myself off and went into the water to wash what was remaining of the sand off me. I looked down the shore and saw the boy lying on the sand. I moved over slowly to him, my arms and legs arguing from the strain. I turned him over and he coughed up water. He sat up looking confused and staring into the trees. I turned and looked in his direction as a man walked out. He helped the boy up and motioned for us to follow him. I walked after him into the trees. We seemed to walk for a long time, all the trees and areas looking the same, the same vines hanging low on trees, brushing against my hair as I ducked under them. We came to a cleaning with many wooden huts. People came out to see what was going on. He paraded us around the camp before leading us to a house. He pointed inside and simply said "rest". I opened the wooden door and let it creak. The house was nicely furnished and the lights shone brightly lighting up every inch of the house. I wondered why the people chose to live in huts outside with such a nice place right there. The boy and I walked into the spare bedroom where a bunk bed sat. In the corner of the room was an old wardrobe. I pulled open the first draw and pulled out a shirt and a pair of shorts. I quickly changed out of the wet clothes and into them. The boy threw on a pair of shorts and a blue t-shirt. We noticed a few backpacks sitting by the bed and opened them. They contained a flash light and some food. I pulled out a chocolate bar and began to eat. We heard noise coming from one of the other rooms and I walked over and knocked on the door. In the room were several other people. They told us that they had also been in an accident and were staying there for the night in a hope rescue would come. I thought it was weird that there was so many accidents but thought little of it. The boy and I went back to our room and turned the light off. He switched the tv on and the light lit up the room. He began to flick through the channels as I lay on the top bunk half asleep. I heard a scream some time later and opened my eyes. It took me a minute to work out where I was and the tv was still lighting up the room. The boy was gone so I picked up a flash light and headed into the hallway. The hallway had streams of blood across the walls and splashed across the floor. I headed for the door where the others were and knocked. No one came to the door so I turned the handle. The room was dark and I reached for the switch in the doorway. My hand brushed something as I tried to turn the light on and off. The light turned on for a second then the bulb exploded sending the room into complete darkness. I turned the flash light on and shined around the room. The room was empty but blood splattered the walls and furniture. In the corner I could hear a strange sound. My light hit a girl who was chewing on an arm. Her hair was a mess and her eyes were completely black. She lunged forward at me and I slammed the door closed. I could hear her scratching at the door and it sent shivers up my spine. I walked along the corridor, but I didn't hear a sound from everywhere. I turned left into the next corridor and into the shared bathroom. The room was dark, and barely lit by the lamp by the mirror. I walked past the cubicles, checking each one for people inside them. It was quiet.. I could hear the dripping of a tap on the vanity and the sound of water spilling onto the floor. I turned and saw the first cubicle floor had water coming from it. Assuming the toilet had clogged I continued towards the back. I heard a shuffle of a noise as a couple of the girls entered the room. I yelled at them to be careful, but they turned. They seem to stare at me for a minute. I stared back only to realise they were staring at something to the right of me. Slowly I turned and came face to face with a figure I couldn't quite recognise. The features distorted in a haze. The thing rushed at me and I hit the tile floor hard. I turned as it passed through the girls and watched as their eyes slowly became dark. Their faces grew menacing as I struggled to get up. I reached for something to pull me up and grabbed onto a cord. Lifting myself up I noticed the cord was a hair straightener which was plugged in. The girls came closer and closer to me, with no means of escape I turned the straightener on and threw it at the group, hoping to hit the water and electrocute them. The hair straightener bounced and landed in the water. Nothing happened. I looked at the powerpoint and the cord had been dislodged and the turned off. I plugged it in quickly and turned the switch on. The room lit up in a blue haze as the girls screamed. I ran quickly, as the screaming had brought the attention of others.The hazy figure seemed to dash in and out of rooms and the house seemed to get darker. I ran through the corridor, feeling them behind me before I ran into someone. I struggled to get away from them as a hand clamped over my mouth and dragged me into a dark supply closet. I breathed heavily, shaking as the hand held hard against my mouth. I could feel someone behind me and I wondered if this would be how I died. I could hear the sound of thumping in the hallway outside. Slowly the sound got more distant until it was a faint echo. The hand dropped and I turned, shining my flash light at the person. The boy looked at me with a sense of relief. He told me he had tried to wake me but I appeared to be dead as I would not wake for anything. He explained he had shaken me and slapped me but I didn't wake and he was afraid that whatever happened to them had happened to me. He leaned forward and opened the door and peered into the corridor. He motioned for me to follow him as we slipped into the darkness. We crept silently through the hallway until we reached the front door. I reached for the handle as a scream shook out across the room. I turned to see the white haze lunge at us. It's impact was cold as ice as it threw me through the front door and onto the front veranda, disappearing into nothing as the sun hit the porch. I breathed heavily, my chest aching from the impact. The boy sat up next to me, his arms covered in dark purple bruises. The man who had led us there walked up to us. He smiled and looked behind him. His people seemed to come up behind him and they watched as he lead us down a dark alley. I don't know why we followed him, perhaps it was from exhaustion, perhaps it was from fear. The alley seemed to be filled with faces of the people in the room. He pointed them out to us as if he was proud. Reaching the end, he smiled once more, then something heavy hit me in the head. Everything went dark.
I awoke in the room with the bunk bed. The boy laying next to me on the bottom bunk. I looked down and I was wearing a long t-shirt which was covered in blood. My head ached and I reached behind to feel blood mattered in my hair. The boy moved slightly but did not wake. I shook him and he opened his eyes. "Fuck" he said. I looked to where he was looking at the white haze stood at the end of the bed. Waiting.
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Saturday, September 24, 2011
Sunday, July 10, 2011
Totem Animals
10th July, 2011 : Totem Animals
I was standing in the night, looking up at the sky. There was a boy with me and we were looking at the stars. I could hear the faint chirps of crickets in the background and the smell of the sea drifting in with the wind. I could hear a slight humming coming from the water and headed over there. The boy, my brother, yelled after me, telling me not to go down there. Stupidly I didn't listen and was hit by something in the head. I fell into the water and felt something swarm on top of me. I was pulled under. Then I was seeing myself from above. I could see myself being pulled further and further down, the only indication, the white of my shirt as it seemed to disappear underneath black... Then I bobbed up, lying in the water. My brother was yelling something but he couldn't move forward, as if blocked by a shield.
Next thing I knew I was sitting at a table with two friends, who were joking about something. They asked me if I had dazed off again... and I wasn't sure but I smiled and joined the conversation. After a while, my brother walked up and sat next to me, he dropped a bag on the table, threw me a grin and pulled a drink out of it and tossed me one. We all started gossiping when a few people walked towards us into the woods. I had a chilling sensation down my back, and cast my eyes over there. I had a strange sensation of seeing shadows following them, small shadows which didn't appear to be anything at first, but which changed into outlines of images I couldn't quite recognise. My brother looked over in the direction I was looking at and put his hand on my shoulder, "don't" he said. I looked at the guy sitting opposite me, he must have understood the look because he swore under his breath and stood up. "Let's get this over with" he said as he walked over and helped me up. My brother and the girl stood up and followed us, as we headed for the woods. We passed a strange looking manhole cover which I stopped to peer down at. It had a lot of gaps, formed in a strange pattern. The guy took my hand and pulled me away from it, launching into an old ghost story about the sewer system underneath, and how many people were murdered down there, and that their spirits lay uneasy, Shaking the idea from my head, we continued through the forest. A strange sensation of being watched and followed by shadows filled me as we headed deeper and deeper in. The voices of the group who had headed in there before seemed to grow softer and softer the further we travelled in. Finally we came do a dark street, lined with houses. We walked along the dimly lit pathway, stopping at each house to glance at the buildings. Each house had a strange feel to it, nothing felt quite right, and I noticed shadowed animals on the front lawn of certain places. I had an uneasy feeling at each of the houses, until I came to a two story, old Victorian home, with a sold sign nailed to the rusty black gate. We opened the gate and walked onto the front path. This place felt good, almost like home. My brother shifted an uneasy look across the street at the neighbours who were standing on their porch watching us. I walked up to the door, and reached for the handle. Before I could touch it, the door swung open slowly. The hallway lead to a staircase leading upwards, with what appeared to be a kitchen behind it. To the left was a large living room, stacked with a few old boxes, old furniture covered in dust and a musty smell. I stepped onto the wooden floor of the house and it creaked. Stepping through the door way, fully into the house, I noticed small shadows on the floor coming towards me. The seemed to form the shapes of snakes slithering across the floor at me. Startled I jumped back only to realise the entire house and lawn had these snakes on it. They crawled up my legs and around my arms, however they didn't harm me. I stood on the porch and looked down the street. It seemed all the houses had a variation of shadowed creatures. My brother sighed and said, "you had to get us into this again didn't you?" I looked at him blankly, not understanding what he was saying. A shadow snake weaved its way through my hair and dropped in front of me. It's eyes glowed yellowed as it looked into me.
I was taken back to the night in the lake. Around me were different shadowed creatures, climbing on top of me, pushing me under the water, deeper and deeper I went. Slowly the shadowed creatures seemed to disappear into me, A sharp sensation filling me as each one entered. Lastly was a snake, which curled itself around my arm and burned as it passed through my skin. I lost consciousness and floated to the top, where I saw my brother pull me out. He lay me on the ground and I opened my eyes, coughing up water, I couldn't see shadows however I felt different... then I couldn't remember a thing.
Standing back at the house I looked down the street. I could see all the people looking at me, the animals turning, a strange expression on their faces. Then in a rush they all began to come at me. My brother and the guy pushed me into the house, the slammed the door hard behind them, trying to barricade it with the bookshelf off to the side. I could hear slamming at the door. The snake weaving into my hair dropped down again, this time it came close and close to my face. I closed my eyes and screamed as a burning sensation hit my forehead. I dropped to the ground. The guy came over, to see if I was okay. When I opened my eyes, I blinked. He didn't look the same. The house didn't look the same. "Where am I? Who are you?" I asked. He looked at me with a shock on his face "it's me.." I pushed him out of the way and threw the door open. Standing on the lawn were millions of shadow creatures, they seemed to go on for miles. They sat, waiting... My brother stood next to me and said "I tried to keep you from this you know... guess it runs in the family". I looked at him as the shadows crept up to us. I could feel a burning sensation all over, then I woke up.
I was standing in the night, looking up at the sky. There was a boy with me and we were looking at the stars. I could hear the faint chirps of crickets in the background and the smell of the sea drifting in with the wind. I could hear a slight humming coming from the water and headed over there. The boy, my brother, yelled after me, telling me not to go down there. Stupidly I didn't listen and was hit by something in the head. I fell into the water and felt something swarm on top of me. I was pulled under. Then I was seeing myself from above. I could see myself being pulled further and further down, the only indication, the white of my shirt as it seemed to disappear underneath black... Then I bobbed up, lying in the water. My brother was yelling something but he couldn't move forward, as if blocked by a shield.
Next thing I knew I was sitting at a table with two friends, who were joking about something. They asked me if I had dazed off again... and I wasn't sure but I smiled and joined the conversation. After a while, my brother walked up and sat next to me, he dropped a bag on the table, threw me a grin and pulled a drink out of it and tossed me one. We all started gossiping when a few people walked towards us into the woods. I had a chilling sensation down my back, and cast my eyes over there. I had a strange sensation of seeing shadows following them, small shadows which didn't appear to be anything at first, but which changed into outlines of images I couldn't quite recognise. My brother looked over in the direction I was looking at and put his hand on my shoulder, "don't" he said. I looked at the guy sitting opposite me, he must have understood the look because he swore under his breath and stood up. "Let's get this over with" he said as he walked over and helped me up. My brother and the girl stood up and followed us, as we headed for the woods. We passed a strange looking manhole cover which I stopped to peer down at. It had a lot of gaps, formed in a strange pattern. The guy took my hand and pulled me away from it, launching into an old ghost story about the sewer system underneath, and how many people were murdered down there, and that their spirits lay uneasy, Shaking the idea from my head, we continued through the forest. A strange sensation of being watched and followed by shadows filled me as we headed deeper and deeper in. The voices of the group who had headed in there before seemed to grow softer and softer the further we travelled in. Finally we came do a dark street, lined with houses. We walked along the dimly lit pathway, stopping at each house to glance at the buildings. Each house had a strange feel to it, nothing felt quite right, and I noticed shadowed animals on the front lawn of certain places. I had an uneasy feeling at each of the houses, until I came to a two story, old Victorian home, with a sold sign nailed to the rusty black gate. We opened the gate and walked onto the front path. This place felt good, almost like home. My brother shifted an uneasy look across the street at the neighbours who were standing on their porch watching us. I walked up to the door, and reached for the handle. Before I could touch it, the door swung open slowly. The hallway lead to a staircase leading upwards, with what appeared to be a kitchen behind it. To the left was a large living room, stacked with a few old boxes, old furniture covered in dust and a musty smell. I stepped onto the wooden floor of the house and it creaked. Stepping through the door way, fully into the house, I noticed small shadows on the floor coming towards me. The seemed to form the shapes of snakes slithering across the floor at me. Startled I jumped back only to realise the entire house and lawn had these snakes on it. They crawled up my legs and around my arms, however they didn't harm me. I stood on the porch and looked down the street. It seemed all the houses had a variation of shadowed creatures. My brother sighed and said, "you had to get us into this again didn't you?" I looked at him blankly, not understanding what he was saying. A shadow snake weaved its way through my hair and dropped in front of me. It's eyes glowed yellowed as it looked into me.
I was taken back to the night in the lake. Around me were different shadowed creatures, climbing on top of me, pushing me under the water, deeper and deeper I went. Slowly the shadowed creatures seemed to disappear into me, A sharp sensation filling me as each one entered. Lastly was a snake, which curled itself around my arm and burned as it passed through my skin. I lost consciousness and floated to the top, where I saw my brother pull me out. He lay me on the ground and I opened my eyes, coughing up water, I couldn't see shadows however I felt different... then I couldn't remember a thing.
Standing back at the house I looked down the street. I could see all the people looking at me, the animals turning, a strange expression on their faces. Then in a rush they all began to come at me. My brother and the guy pushed me into the house, the slammed the door hard behind them, trying to barricade it with the bookshelf off to the side. I could hear slamming at the door. The snake weaving into my hair dropped down again, this time it came close and close to my face. I closed my eyes and screamed as a burning sensation hit my forehead. I dropped to the ground. The guy came over, to see if I was okay. When I opened my eyes, I blinked. He didn't look the same. The house didn't look the same. "Where am I? Who are you?" I asked. He looked at me with a shock on his face "it's me.." I pushed him out of the way and threw the door open. Standing on the lawn were millions of shadow creatures, they seemed to go on for miles. They sat, waiting... My brother stood next to me and said "I tried to keep you from this you know... guess it runs in the family". I looked at him as the shadows crept up to us. I could feel a burning sensation all over, then I woke up.
Saturday, April 9, 2011
Red Ants
Since my dreams haven't been as.... yeah... as they usually are, I've decided every so often I'll post something from my dream log.. Then I had the issue of deciding exactly what to post... so I decided I'll start at the most recent proper log (which isn't just bullet points) and go backwards.. so here we go.
From the 20th of March, 2011
I was sitting on the train heading into uni. However as most dreams occur, the place you think you're destined to go to, you never quite end up at. I was playing with my phone, probably texting someone about trivial matters of life when the train stopped. I got off the train onto the station, and looked around. It was relatively empty on the platform. A few people had gotten off and started walking up the station stairs. I noticed the service information screen had no relevant information on there, just a jumble of letters that appeared to make not sense. I walked slowly up the stairs, dreading the walk to school. I walked up past the shops and down passed the other school and then into my own. Somehow instead of making it to university I had ended up at my old high school and I was heading to a class. I walked into the class room and all the seats were taken but one. I sat next to the asian girl with the short hair who paid no attention as I dropped my bag on the floor. The tutor gave me a hard look for disrupting her class and then went on to talk about something. The class had finished, I swung my bag over my shoulder and headed to the quad where my friends were. They started talking about two people we knew who were being complete bitches to everyone. We sat for a while discussing new events that were happening when I noticed more and more people running towards the front gate. Standing up I looked towards the class rooms and a sea of red were rushing towards us. People fell into the sea and disappeared their screams cut short by a sea of red drowning them. I started walking faster and faster back towards the station. More and more people seemed to fall down, scrambling past one another to get ahead. I watched as the girl in front turned to me, she grabbed my arm and said help me. I watched as blood appeared on her shirt, spreading outwards and then ants flowed out of her mouth as she hit the floor. Afraid I began to run, throwing my bag to the side. I ran through a field, which had somehow appeared. I looked behind me and I was alone. I slowed my pace, walking past the large rocks that were on the ground, placed randomly across the grass. I could see trees in the distance and feel the faint breeze dancing across the grass. In the distance i could see a house and I walked towards it slowly. From behind me I heard a rumbling sound of feet marching on the ground. Turning around a sea of red changed direction and turned towards me, I ran for the house, banging my hands on the door until they bled. The door opened a crack and i scrambled inside. The guy in the room grabbed cement blocks and placed them along the door. It was only then i noticed the entire room was made of cement except the windows. I could see the ants crawling over the window, the guy looked at me and gave me a reassuring look. He told me they couldn't get through the cement, so for now we were safe. The room got darker and darker as the ants crawled over the window until I couldn't see anything. I began to feel light headed, like we weren't on the floor. The ants were slowly peeling away from the glass, I looked up and only saw clouds everywhere. My head began to feel dizzy as i watched the red flecks melt into the sky and then there was nothing.
I awoke on the ground, bits of rubble floated around me. I groaned as I stood up, every part of my body ached. The guy was lying face down on the ground. Wearily I approached him and turned him over. He was breathing and his eyes slowly opened. I looked up at the sound of humming in the distance.He got up and began to run, I followed behind him. We ended up in an old town with log cabins as buildings. For some reason the creatures hadn't ventured this far, and the guy began to build the cement house again. While he was doing that, I continued to gather food and supplies that I knew we would need.It seemed to last no more than second when he came in to announce he was done. Picking up the baskets, me and the few people left in the town headed into the cement house. To my horror the house had been constructed completely of glass. I placed the food and supplies on the table and asked turned to the boy. He looked at me.. or rather through me as his eyes opened wide. I turned to see the ants coming towards us and then one by one turned to watch the people around me, scream in horror. I watched as the white blouses got red stains that seemed to spread and as everyone began to fall down around me. I stood there, watching them, unsure of what to do next. I waited for the ants to get me, I looked down at the ground into the lifeless eyes of the boy and waited. Nothing happened. I could see the ants getting closer and closer to me. Finally they reached my feet. I could feel them crawl up my legs but I knew there was no point trying to stop it. I closed my eyes, feeling them climb higher and higher.. opening my eyes I saw a flash of red.. then I woke up.
From the 20th of March, 2011
I was sitting on the train heading into uni. However as most dreams occur, the place you think you're destined to go to, you never quite end up at. I was playing with my phone, probably texting someone about trivial matters of life when the train stopped. I got off the train onto the station, and looked around. It was relatively empty on the platform. A few people had gotten off and started walking up the station stairs. I noticed the service information screen had no relevant information on there, just a jumble of letters that appeared to make not sense. I walked slowly up the stairs, dreading the walk to school. I walked up past the shops and down passed the other school and then into my own. Somehow instead of making it to university I had ended up at my old high school and I was heading to a class. I walked into the class room and all the seats were taken but one. I sat next to the asian girl with the short hair who paid no attention as I dropped my bag on the floor. The tutor gave me a hard look for disrupting her class and then went on to talk about something. The class had finished, I swung my bag over my shoulder and headed to the quad where my friends were. They started talking about two people we knew who were being complete bitches to everyone. We sat for a while discussing new events that were happening when I noticed more and more people running towards the front gate. Standing up I looked towards the class rooms and a sea of red were rushing towards us. People fell into the sea and disappeared their screams cut short by a sea of red drowning them. I started walking faster and faster back towards the station. More and more people seemed to fall down, scrambling past one another to get ahead. I watched as the girl in front turned to me, she grabbed my arm and said help me. I watched as blood appeared on her shirt, spreading outwards and then ants flowed out of her mouth as she hit the floor. Afraid I began to run, throwing my bag to the side. I ran through a field, which had somehow appeared. I looked behind me and I was alone. I slowed my pace, walking past the large rocks that were on the ground, placed randomly across the grass. I could see trees in the distance and feel the faint breeze dancing across the grass. In the distance i could see a house and I walked towards it slowly. From behind me I heard a rumbling sound of feet marching on the ground. Turning around a sea of red changed direction and turned towards me, I ran for the house, banging my hands on the door until they bled. The door opened a crack and i scrambled inside. The guy in the room grabbed cement blocks and placed them along the door. It was only then i noticed the entire room was made of cement except the windows. I could see the ants crawling over the window, the guy looked at me and gave me a reassuring look. He told me they couldn't get through the cement, so for now we were safe. The room got darker and darker as the ants crawled over the window until I couldn't see anything. I began to feel light headed, like we weren't on the floor. The ants were slowly peeling away from the glass, I looked up and only saw clouds everywhere. My head began to feel dizzy as i watched the red flecks melt into the sky and then there was nothing.
I awoke on the ground, bits of rubble floated around me. I groaned as I stood up, every part of my body ached. The guy was lying face down on the ground. Wearily I approached him and turned him over. He was breathing and his eyes slowly opened. I looked up at the sound of humming in the distance.He got up and began to run, I followed behind him. We ended up in an old town with log cabins as buildings. For some reason the creatures hadn't ventured this far, and the guy began to build the cement house again. While he was doing that, I continued to gather food and supplies that I knew we would need.It seemed to last no more than second when he came in to announce he was done. Picking up the baskets, me and the few people left in the town headed into the cement house. To my horror the house had been constructed completely of glass. I placed the food and supplies on the table and asked turned to the boy. He looked at me.. or rather through me as his eyes opened wide. I turned to see the ants coming towards us and then one by one turned to watch the people around me, scream in horror. I watched as the white blouses got red stains that seemed to spread and as everyone began to fall down around me. I stood there, watching them, unsure of what to do next. I waited for the ants to get me, I looked down at the ground into the lifeless eyes of the boy and waited. Nothing happened. I could see the ants getting closer and closer to me. Finally they reached my feet. I could feel them crawl up my legs but I knew there was no point trying to stop it. I closed my eyes, feeling them climb higher and higher.. opening my eyes I saw a flash of red.. then I woke up.
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