Wildman's Journal
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, 07-24-2010 at 09:16 AM (626 Views)
#953:
Date: July 20th, 2010
Length: 4 minutes
I'm at a friend's house (although it looks nothing like it does in real life), and just sort of sitting around in his room doing nothing. After a while, sitting on his bed, I look out a window to my right, at a sort of small garden. Suddenly, from the bottom of my line of vision to the outside, a creepy, demented-looking clown face rotates into view (eg, like a piece of paper that was flat on a table, then rotated until it was vertical). It freaks me out, but after a short moment, it disappears.
<Unsure about this part...> I think I spend the night there, sleeping on the same bed I was sitting on. I wake up in the morning, and look out the window, concerned that the clown face will appear again. It does, but once again it disappears. I wait a little, and it shows up again. I somehow come to the conclusion that it's just somebody blowing bubbles (...that look like clown faces...?), which is why the faces keep disappearing (popping). I feel relieved that it's not something worse.
At this point, I think I become somewhat lucid (though not extremely aware, either). I talk to my friend, and I think say something about this being a dream. Soon after, a kind of oval-shaped portal appears in one of the walls, and through I can see a beautiful coastline (I'm not sure if I was the one to create the portal or not). After talking a little more with my friend, I feel the dream starting to fade out, and I tell my friend that I need to leave quickly. I step through the portal, and find myself outside, under a beautiful blue sky, near the ocean. I walk down a sort of sand dune, and find myself on a sort of rocky beach. I look down at the water, and in some small, clear pools, I see tadpoles swimming around. Impressed with how vivid everything is, I keep walking and just looking around. I think the dream faded out after that, because I don't remember much else.
#954:
Date: July 21st, 2010
Length: 2 minutes
A pretty blurry, confused dream, can't recall that much from it.
I'm in some kind of building in a small, medieval town. Someone else is with me, I guess a friend. We've apparently just unleashed some kind of dangerous force, which is pursuing us (I can feel it right behind us, in the other room). We sprint out the building, which I think is on fire as we try to get out. Once outside, we realize that we have to leave the town quite soon, or risk getting killed. However, I seem to have one last thing to do, and head towards a small cathedral.
I step inside, and it looks more like a wooden barn than a cathedral. I don't quite recall what I did, but I accidentally summoned some sort of demon (it was described in text, somehow, as a "godless demon" or "nameless demon," or something like that). It seems enraged, and lunges towards me. I quickly run out of the cathedral, and I think it burns down, too. That's about all I remember.