I'm gonna write a couple of them down. This is a reacurring dream I'd have since I've been a kid.
I'm at my gramps house, where I used to live while my mom would go to school, so we all lived with gramps. So we have these stairs that go to the basement and one had a door that went into the 'heating room, aka: Furnice room'. Anyways, in my dream my gramps would tell me, to never head into that room cause that room leads to a whole new world and once you step down there, you have a timer to get back up and the timer does not last long. So, I was with my haitian friend at the time, Frank. So we we're playing with these figures i had and oups, I drop em. So we're like 'Oh, my mother doesn't have alot of money, so she'd get angry if I lost one', at the point we and frank decide to run down than back up quickly. So we run down and this internal timer says we only have 10 secs. Like it's pretty dark down there, we're looking, but can't find it for some reason, timer hit 9, we start running up the stairs, hits 10, the stairs turn into a slide.. but I'm holding on to the top rail, Frank doesn't make it. Frank slides down while screaming. So I'm watching all this from the top stair, looking down, being quiet. Then I see this thing. It was like a lion's head, with a komodo dragon body, then another creature, looked nothing human, huge fangs, snake for a tail. Picture a 'Satyr (for those who know mythology) but mutated and half eaten alive. They look at Frank, and start chewing him alive. All I see is Frank looking at me and smiling while being chewed up, like a Chucky grin. Intestines and all being chewed up then the lion/komodo thing drags his body away and Frank is still smiling at me. The Satyr looks up at me, eye shines, and says: '' We live what we die of '' or something like that, as a kid I didn't understand shit, cause I just thought it was about Frank dying. Haven't gotten this dream for maybe a year or 2 now, but used to always get it before that. It went something like that.
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In my dreams I always tend to foresee the Apocalypse. I dunno why, always death of biblical proportions. This is the most recent one that made me trip out. Funny thing was one of my best friend that night had a dream about the Anti-Christ. Anyways, so in my dream, I'm just walking in the street, in a area I know. You know all is good, nice weather. Then all of a sudden, I hear this HUUUUGE rip, kinda like if you were ripping a bedspread with your hands. Like ripping linen but mix with a engine of a fighter jet all amplified by 10 times. I see people running and screaming. I look up. The sky has a huge tear in it. Inside of the tear it's all black/bloodred. With lights heading down. First thing I think about doing, is I take cover under a bench. (lol, I know, I know). I'm looking around me and these lights which made me think of falling stars start hitting people. The ppl start melting in pain and agony and I'm crying from all the desvastation and sadness (pretty wierd of me..). The thing is these stars would follow people. If you ran it was right behind you, like if it was destined for you or guided by something/someone. So then, this one light falls, and turned quickly right at me, I swear, I was feeling the heat burning my flesh..I just start screaming and right before it engulfs me, I wake up tears all over my face, breathing hard, thirsty as fuck and feeling like I was dying. I run to the bathroom, take some water from the sick.. I look at the mirror. My Pupils were so dialated that I couldn't see any brown, nothing but black. NO JOKE. I screamed out OH FUCK, got back into bed quickly and fell asleep 10 mins later after I calmed down.
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I'm gonna take a break from writing now, I'll bring back more...