So eating ice cream before bed every night often gives me really violent, fucked up nightmares. But in the light of day they really intrigue me. And I kinda feel like documenting them. My last ones helped me write a fabulous torture scene that was way too horrific to imagine myself (at least consciously)
so it's a good thing to keep a record of these ^^
And hey, other people might find them interesting too. Perhaps.
Oooh last night was a good one. I've noticed Humbug (my dog) has learned to tell when I have nightmares and when they get really bad he snuggles under the covers with me and then when I'm okay he goes back to the foot of the bed. It really helps feeling him there though ^^
Anyway, so I was running up a hill and coming down at me was a huge army in red and blue. I couldn't see any faces, they were all wearing armor - unlike me, I just had an axe. And when I say an army - I mean in the thousands. But I was doing a pretty good job at hacking them all up - but then some of them ran past me and came at me from behind and I realised there was no way I could fight them all from every angle. But I saw an opening, the edge of the cliff was quite steep and I didn't know if it would kill me or not but I decided to take the risk.
In true video game style, running off the side of the hill acted like a glitch and even though I wasn't dead, it was like game over anyway. And the leader of the army came up to me and asked me why I did it and I told her that I didn't have a choice and she said I should have kept going and I realised that she truly thought I'd stood a chance, and maybe I had. But it was too late, I was deaded.
So then they put me in a coffin. And I could see everything but I couldn't move. It was a tight fit. And they put the lid over me and there were two spiders on it, right above my face. And I remember thinking how much I wished someone had swept them away because they were going to crawl on my face and I wouldn't be able to brush them away. Then I started freaking out because I really didn't want to be dead.
And then Humbug came and cuddled up with me and made it all okay ^^
So there you go, being completely paralysed and presumed dead then put in a coffin is not very nice. In case you were thinking of trying it