03-25-2019, 08:06 AM
(This post was last modified: 03-25-2019, 08:09 AM by AnthroHeart.)
Warning: Graphic content below from 3 nightmares I had.
I had the oddest dream that when it ended and I had the answer, it was much scarier than not knowing what was going on during it.
People were getting skinned alive by something unknown, but it happened in slow motion. I could see everyone's bones exposing slower over time.
People were freaking out why it was happening.
The dream followed a guy named Juice.
He drove his little grey car toward an area and that's when it suddenly hit.
The slow motion turned into red carnage.
It was invisible, as the trainwreck was not seen. It was like it was in another dimension,
but it still affected everything there.
It was effed up because you didn't know what was going on, and when you found out it was worse than you thought.
I had just come off vicodin for foot pain over the last couple of days, so I don't know if that's what caused it.
I had a couple of more nightmares that night like my grandma went into a room filled with Light and I was too scared to go
in after her so I sent my dad in and he brought her out. The first time that darkness was Light. It was mixed up.
I think my dad was a guide in that, though he's still alive in the real world.
A third dream we were at a movie theater and people got to burn expensive paintings. It was a little freaky because I was eating
the painting in one, next to the guy next to me. It was on his lap, but I was eating the canvas around it. It makes me nauseated
thinking about it now. It tasted like human flesh, not paint. The texture was like skin.
Three nightmares in one night. I don't know what for. But the invisible trainwreck was the worst and the last one.
I had the oddest dream that when it ended and I had the answer, it was much scarier than not knowing what was going on during it.
People were getting skinned alive by something unknown, but it happened in slow motion. I could see everyone's bones exposing slower over time.
People were freaking out why it was happening.
The dream followed a guy named Juice.
He drove his little grey car toward an area and that's when it suddenly hit.
The slow motion turned into red carnage.
It was invisible, as the trainwreck was not seen. It was like it was in another dimension,
but it still affected everything there.
It was effed up because you didn't know what was going on, and when you found out it was worse than you thought.
I had just come off vicodin for foot pain over the last couple of days, so I don't know if that's what caused it.
I had a couple of more nightmares that night like my grandma went into a room filled with Light and I was too scared to go
in after her so I sent my dad in and he brought her out. The first time that darkness was Light. It was mixed up.
I think my dad was a guide in that, though he's still alive in the real world.
A third dream we were at a movie theater and people got to burn expensive paintings. It was a little freaky because I was eating
the painting in one, next to the guy next to me. It was on his lap, but I was eating the canvas around it. It makes me nauseated
thinking about it now. It tasted like human flesh, not paint. The texture was like skin.
Three nightmares in one night. I don't know what for. But the invisible trainwreck was the worst and the last one.