nightmare

7-15-12 (non-lucid): I was driving through a forest road and went past a few buildings. I noticed they were all closed, but thought nothing strange of it; after all, it was a road that people scarcely traveled on. I continued on driving and the road ended when I reached a mansion. It was a bit strange looking, but I took no notice and got out of the car. I went inside; it was very old, but even though it hadn’t been used for two hundred years it looked to be in pristine condition, even the furniture, it looked like it had come from the 1800’s. There was some dust but not as much as I had expected and I got this sort of creeped out feeling. But it was my new house, and not to mention a mansion, so it was normal to be creeped out. So I talked to a few people and went up to the top floor and found a room where there was a note on a bed and writing and strange drawings on the wall. The writing on the wall said “Get out” and “Madness.” I was a bit freaked out by this and picked up the note. I don’t remember exactly what was written on it, but I remember it saying that the girl who wrote this, her sister died, I’m not sure from what though, maybe sickness. Anyway, and she rambles on after that the house wasn’t the same, and how she started seeing things and how some things got displaced and how in the end everyone but her was killed by some strange woman, she described the woman, and said something about running or there’s no hope of turning back. I set the note down a little upset and paid attention to the drawings. There were monsters and weird shadows drawn. I took the drawings down and threw them in the trash and looked at the second bed near the window. I sat on it for a moment and looked outside. I saw an unused garden and started out into a forest of willows and I thought for a moment and looked at the bed. It seemed a bit odd and I realized this was where the girl’s sister had died. There was still some sort of impression on it. I stood up and saw a shadow run past the threshold. I went out into the hallway and gripped the railing, and something just clicked. The woman who sold me the house; It was the same woman who had killed her family. My parents had come to visit the house with me and I rushed down the stairs and I heard some sort of sound and looked over and saw a soda can and it just disappeared and the world felt like it was spinning and I ran as fast as I could and saw something out of the corner of my eye and heard laughing. I stumbled, got back up and saw a door. I ran towards it, and when I reached for the doorknob it became just another hallway and I laughed with the realization I was becoming mad, just like the girl in the letter. I kept running and stumbling. I reached the kitchen and saw the realtor woman speaking to my parents and pointing out the ovens to them. I ran up to them and told them it was very nice and everything but I had business to attend to. They told me to have fun and left and the woman glared at me and reached for something and I woke up.

5-22-12 (non-lucid) I was in the lobby of a hospital, and I was with T. and two other people and the other couple pushed a button for the elevator and I went to get on but T. stopped me and said it wasn’t a good idea, and the hospital was abandoned and haunted, very, very haunted. So, there I was with T. and ironically telling him that I better not get any nightmares. Anyway, so he started walking towards a hallway and I insisted on taking the elevator, I didn’t really feel like getting killed, so I grabbed his wrist and dragged him to a different elevator, pressed the button and waited until the elevator door opened and I ran inside and without actually thinking about it I pressed the top button. The elevator sped up and T. was pressing multiple buttons trying to get it to stop…it wasn’t. I held onto T. and the elevator opened and we slowly stepped out and I could feel my heart beating faster and I looked to my left and saw a shadow dart across and I decided to go forward, instead of left. As we walked down the hall I could hear screams and things stare at us and reach out and I was thinking to myself “I can’t do this! I’ve only walked a few steps and I’m already having a panic attack and there’s things out there that wants to kill us.” But I kept walking and held T.’s hand and I managed to get to the end of the hallway, maybe a bit further, and woke up.