Post by Atlas on Jan 13, 2011 20:03:49 GMT -8
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A Nightmare
Posted: Day 4, Early Morning
Hangovers suck. My stomach hurts, my headache is piercing my skull, my throat is dry and every part of my body aches. However, I didn't write this to bitch and moan about the consequences of my drinking the night before.
Before I went and got drunk, I had a nightmare. I got a strange e-mail. When I opened it, it started consuming my computer screen and then my whole house got engulfed in smoke. I tried to escape the smoke, but I ended up in a court house. I met a bizarre, ragged man who smoked a cigarette and mocked me the whole way through. He told me that I was supposed to be in the court room.
When I got there, there were dead bodies every where in the gallery, as well as the Shadows I saw earlier in the jury box. The only normal looking figures were the Prosecutor and the Judge. My client was my own mother, who was dead in the dream. Her eyes were gouged out and a smile painted across her face.
The trial more or less was stacked against me. I didn't know what was going on and the judge already decided that my client was guilty. However, the smoking man was in the jury as well, and his words surprised me: my client wasn't guilty, but I was. So the judge instead condemned me to be locked away. With no other option, I ran.
Except the door lead into the woods. The most hellish woods I had ever soon. There was no way out, the trees bled a crimson substance, there were crosses with Shadows crucified to them, and the smoking man taunting me again. However, I was then attacked by a gigantic bear. I tried to avoid it, but ended up falling off a cliff. That was when I woke up.
I don't know if it was a dream or not. The e-mail was on my computer when I awoke and a cigarette burn on my laptop. I'm not sure how much of it was real, though if you have seen anything like in my dream, be aware: it's all real.
Also, I have banned AshesToAshes from viewing or posting on this blog. He was being disruptive and I've seen fit to remove it. Hopefully, he won't be bothering us anymore.