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I was in a college dorm, my new college it seemed, and it was coed. Sapna was there
and a guy came around to the rooms to see if we were all settling in. Sapna
said he was cute and seemed to have met him already. I go outside to look for something
and a walking around the hallways, it feels a lot like an older hotel,
the halls form half of a rectangle. I go right first, all the way to the bend,
it bends right and goes down a little and I run into the guy Sapna said was cute.
I talk to him then I turn around and go back the way I came, going all
the way to the end in the other direction, the left, and follow the bend left.
I ran into Sapna, she said something then moved on. I see some exercise equipment
ahead. This must be the exercise room and Sapna mentioned that the gal who
ran it was a lesbian. I go in and there was the gal, and another girl who knew
her with dirty blond hair. They are talking to I look around. There are
kind of three levels, with sloping floors between. The equipment is older and mainly
stuff for walking or other kind of aerobics. She notices me and starts telling
me a little about the equipment. Then she tells me about the machine, which
is in the middle sloped area, which is broken. She said it lost the pin, and
she won't touch the thing to fix it. It kinda looks like a strange bicycle thing,
but my dream self recognizes it, and agrees with her, it would be dangerous
to try to find the pin, better let an expert do it. at the is point the other
girl, with blond hair, gives a big sigh, and walks over to the machine, and forcefully
rolls back the top, the lesbian and I look at her in shock and await catastrophe.
Nothing happens; she looks down, sees the fallen pin and pulls it out.
We can't believe her hand didn't get smashed or something. My dream changes settings. I seem to be at the college setting still but am now outside the grounds, at night in a trailer. I was in a small trailer with Tegmine, like the upper trailer at my parents' house; we were on a bed with large windows all around. I looked out the one at the head of the bed out to the college grounds, and a sidewalk. A girl and her boyfriend are standing out there. They are looking for something, but the girl notices me. I have recently gotten out of the shower, and still have a towel on my head. While pretending not to know that she is there watching me, I try to casually reach up and pull my towel off and look at what Tegmine is doing (who has his back to the windows). I shake out my hair, but she has moved on. Now a guy knocks at the door, and says "comming in" he adverts his eyes dramatically as if we are doing something naughty, but I tell him it's alright, we are dressed and he looks at us. He comes in with a friend, both in black long coats. he says he is going to use the bath room, I tell him that i'm not sure that it is working, he says he knows it is and walks back into the tiny hallway. There is no door to the bathroom, so he closes the hallway door. His friend stands and waits, and looks through some stuff I have in the kitchen area. I realize I have some things that I don't know who they belong to. He is looking though them, and I wonder if he recognizes anything. the guy in the bathroom finishes up and they both leave, I get up and look through the stuff that I have, its in a black bag, one of the things is a mechanical pencil that is also a pen and a stylus, I run outside and yell at the guys who are walking away. They turn around and I tell the guys I have a bunch of lost and found stuff, and if they know anyone who has lost anything, send them to me. They nod and turn back around and continue. I go back inside. Though I seem to be from the previous setting, I have traveled up the mountains, and am in some sort of mountain lodge. I go into the cafe, which is kinda L shaped, and I enter into the crook, the room wraps around me. The counter also follows the L shape. I look at what they have to offer, all over priced. I see a man eating steaming buttered corn bread. It looks good, so I go to the counter. I am waiting for the cashier; the lady in front of me is taking some time. The cashier gal yells for a man to come up and help. Meanwhile I am looking trough my purse to see how much I have. I know I have nothing in my bank, and therefore have to use what ever cash I have on me. I go up to him and try to tell him I want corn bread, but for what ever reason I can't remember what it is called. I tell him these and tell him it is sweet and good with butter. I feel silly playing this guessing game, but it should be hard, they don't sell much, just a few gourmet baked goods and lots of beverages. He misheard the first time, and thought I tried to order some sort of alcoholic beverage, first I thought it sounded right then realized my mistake and asked him to take it off, I still struggled for the word, thinking pumpkin bread, but with corn, yeah! Corn bread! And I order a coffee drink, and they put these things in front of me, along with small round carton of ice cream. I guess I accidentally ordered that too, ah well, it looks good. I sit down at one of the small tables and the lady brings out my receipt. It said 98 dollars and some change. wow that is wrong and I point it out to her, she looks at it says oh no and gets another lady, the older lady who I think is the manager or owner comes out, stands to my right and talks to me. The older man who was my cashier sits down at my left and they glare at each other. He leaves and she goes be hind the counter to see what my bill should really be. While she is there the lights go out. And the room is lit by the bank of windows behind her with moonlight. The room has changed and it now is longer and bigger, with long narrow tables, like a library, and she is behind on by the windows that runs parallel with the wall, all the others, like mine, are in rows perpendicular. At this point I realize I am dreaming and my dreamself realizes that this can't be real. She is talking to me about fear, I close my eyes and tell myself it is not real and try to make reality come back. I open my eyes but it is still dark and library like. All my things are spread out in front of me, my shows and socks are off, and my purse is open, and I have a small book bag on the floor. the lady is still talking, now she says something about it is alright for a woman to be around alone at night, until something happens, then, if they survive, they can never be alone again. As she is saying this I see two humanish figures through the windows coming up to her. My dream self again tries to tell herself this is not real and closes her eyes. I have decided not to wake up, but see where the dream goes. The figures turn out to be gooey decayed looking humanish monsters, which are primarily silhouettes in the moon light, but where they are highlighted they look dark brown and kinda slimy. One gets behind the women back, and slams its hands against the window. My dreamself keeps trying to close her eyes and "wake up" it works a little, the sounds are gone while her/my eyes are closed. Then when I open them I see that the second monster has come up behind the first and is choking it, the lady is looking at it through the window and screaming, frozen in terror. The second has killed the first and looks about to break through the window. My dreamself and I are terrified. She keeps trying to wake up. Again sounds are gone, but when she opens her eyes again, and looks the shadow of the creature is there, and it seems has killed the lady, her limp body hits the ground. My dream self is wishing she had picked up all her stuff, but is still debating. This is a dream, I should be able to control it. But it's not working. Finally the fear in my stomach wins out and I decide to run, then change the dream when I've gotten out of the dark scary room and away from the slimy monster. I try to grab some stuff from the table, mainly my shoes, but the creature has been silently moving around the table to me, and is much too close, I manage to get one shoe and my book bag when utter terror wins out and I run. I can here it following behind, its labored rasping breath telling me how close it is. I throw the book bag hopping it will make it think I am else where, but that doesn't work. I break through the doors and run through the lit hallway, it seems there is light here. And the hallway look more futuristic, all white and black and there are lots of white stairs going to black doors. I don't look back but know the creature is behind me. There are some broken areas and it looks like more monsters have gotten in and have broken through doors. One door seems to have turned into the head of a demonic gargoyle, but I run past too fast to take much notice. The hallways bends left then dead ends at a white wood door that is made up of vertical slats. There is some space between the slats, I run through shut the door and lock it, the lock looks like the type on pretty boxes, when a hook swivels down and feeds through a little loop. The creature has not gone around the bend yet. I look around for an escape route. Nothing. I go into one of the stalls closest to the door, and climb on the toilet. My head is above the top of the stall and I can see the entire bath room. I look at the ceiling to see if I can break through. As my dream self is trying to figure out how to get through the florescent lighting, my semi conscious self once again debates on weather to force myself awake. The fear is much more real feeling then I'd like, I am usually not this affected. By a dream, the fear is seeping over into my physical body. But then I decide it might be neat to see what it is like to break through a ceiling, since you never get the chance to in real life, so I allow the dream to continue. My dream self has had little luck figuring out the calling, and is to afraid to try to close her eyes and make it go away, even thought I/she still believes this is not real. In this pause, while considering the ceiling, I realize I can hear the creatures labored breathing, it has gotten to the door, but I can not hear it trying to break in. I turn my head and look down to the door, and can see it through the slats; it is standing there against the door, motionless, looking up at me. For a split second we made eye contact and I saw 'it' in there, a consciousness. This is too much. The fear kicks me in the stomach, my dreamself freezes in terror, and I force myself awake. I sensed too much of a conscious mind behind the eyes of that creature, an otherness. It didn't feel like something from my own mind. I don't remember the face or eyes clearly because as soon as my dream self looked at them, I started forcing my self awake, and the dreamworld began to fade. Even when back to my real, awake self, I could still feel the horrible terror for quite some time. I had the shakes for nearly ten minutes. |
4-13-04 The Unwelcome Visitor (and Bringer of Terror). |

