Posted on: 2015-09-04 by Guest

I had a dream where I was fully lucid, and I remembered it as clear as day. It felt like an eternity. The dream was very long and very memorable. I thought it was real at first. In the dream, I had woken up to check my clock. The clock said 12:53 pm, which was scary since I had school that day. Realizing I was late for school, I went downstairs to see why no one woke me up (Sometimes my normal alarm clock is faulty). I yelled for my mom. No answer. I checked her room, and she was gone. After searching my house, I realized everyone was gone. This really scared me. Moms phone, clothes, everything was left there. So I'm freaking out, and I decide to call the cops. Not even they answer. Eventually, I decided to get my neighbors to help me. When I stepped outside, almost every building was covered in moss, except my house. The moss and vegetation all over the place reminded me of "The Last Of Us", just how beautiful it looked. There was no sound. Everything was so eerily silent, I could hear absolutely nothing, not a squeak, no ringing, nothing. It was as if everyone and everything left this place in a heartbeat, except me. I walked around, still panicking. I felt truly alone, the type of alone I can't fathom nor explain in any manner, except that it felt so hopeless, and so excruciatingly depressing. Not even death could escape the type of alone I felt. The dream continued as my lucid self walked through my hometown, every building window was either smashed or gone. It was like a post apocalyptic feel. Eventually, I realize I'm not alone. Now I have a feeling even worse. I'm being watched. There is something I can't see, somewhere, watching me, waiting. I looked around the large town to see if I could spot anything. Nothing. I couldn't shake this feeling that something truly malevolent and with intentions darker than Hell itself was watching me. I hummed a peaceful song to myself and fastened my pace in an attempt to convince myself it was just me. Anything to be alone again. But then. Very suddenly, a heavy feeling just dropped onto me. In an instant, this terrifying, heart-wrenching, pounding feeling that something very evil was behind me. Right behind me. I knew I had to look back before it gets me. But the dilemma between seeing my worst nightmare before my death, or being attacked by it unexpectedly was terrifying. I slowly looked behind me with every ounce of courage I had left. Nothing was there. Phew, holy shit.. I turned back around to see the very thing I was so afraid of seeing. I won't explain it here, or my comment will be deleted. But the "thing", the monster I saw, is the equivalent of your worst demon, the worst thought of the most terrifying thing you could ever think of, multiplied by 7. Surprisingly, I still didn't wake up. I still thought this was real life for some reason. I don't know why. My heart sank to the point where I started getting hot flashes in my chest. My throat felt the same pain you'd feel if you were hysterically crying. Upon seeing this thing, I IMMEDIATELY turned around and bolted as fast as I could. I remember getting tired from running, but I kept running. My abs started cramping real bad, and my legs were barely able to hold me up, but I still kept running. Even with my throat burning, my head spinning, I kept running. Nothing my body could do would EVER make me risk slowing down even a little bit. I came across a road block and I decided to run to the office building, the closest building I saw. I jumped through the broken window and kept running. I began to slow to a jogging pace now that I was extremely exhausted. I ran up the stairs, FUCK the elevator, just no. I ran to the second or third floor, I can't remember how many flights of stairs I ran up. I started running past more offices and kept going. I can't shake whatever is chasing me. To my surprise however, when I looked back, nothing was there. And before you ask, nothing was in front of me either. I was alone again. I had escaped whatever was chasing me. I broke down then and there because of the horrifying nature of that "thing" I saw. I was legit ugly crying. After what seemed like forever, I managed to get myself together, and started walking past the offices, still very shook. I think I briefly woke up, I remember briefly seeing my dark ceiling, covered in sweat. I quickly returned to the dream, unintentionally of course. After a while in the office building, I seen a computer with a lit screen. It was on a website called "mH777T" I remembered this code because it was my family's emergency code. The screen briefly went black. About a second later, an alarm starting beeping. It sounded the alarm that interrupts your TV when an emergency broadcast is being presented. Same screen and everything. Rather than saying something like "tornado in ..." Or "thunderstorm for...", the speaker said "It's back". I started feeling that fear again, my lucidity started blurring a bit. I shook my head to settle the blurrine