| Mondo Bungle |
08-06-2013 03:24 PM |
The other night I dreamed I was walking down an alleyway with the some guys I've never seen before. An old woman gave us four sheets of paper with blinking camels on them. Eventually I realized I was dreaming, and said it to myself. At that point everything was hazy and aqueous, I was hearing splashes and my vision seemed to take on a liquid form. Lucid now, I glided down an adjacent alleyway to a dead end. There was another old woman without a neck. There was a door beside me, and I went inside. It was some sort of office building, people working and running around. I think for a moment I forgot I was dreaming, and sat down on a bench. I started to get this feeling of dread. I started to see almost every person I've ever met come in the office, to conduct business. A door right next to me opened, and a close friend walked out. I tried to say his name, but nothing came out, it did a second time. He told me he didn't like it in here, and that we should leave. I agreed, I was having a bad time in there. We went to an elevator to leave. While inside, my friends face grew pale and skeletal. I knew I was dreaming again, but not in full control. He turned to me and said "Hey, do you wanna see something cool?". Without waiting for my reply, he reached into his pocket and pulled out a mirror, and showed it to me. I've always had terrifying experiences looking in mirrors in dreams. My reflection became distorted and ablaze. My eyes pierced my soul. I looked up in horror and my friend had become the reflection. The power went out in the elevator, and I awoke to sleep paralysis.
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