||[Jun. 23rd, 2005|10:57 pm]
I've been having odd nightmares lately, but the other night I had one that was just plain freaky...
I was being pursued all over the place by some standard nightmarish demon creauture thing. All bones and teeth, floating around being ugly and evil. It looked like a freakier, skeletal version of that ghost that jumps up out of the subway station in the first "Ghostbusters."
Standard nightmare fare, but for one thing...
The dream started to go lucid, I realized I was dreaming. Just then this thing turned up right in front of me.
Feeling all badass because I now knew it was only a dream, I stood my ground. It looked me in the eyes as I decided to wake myself up..
..it didn't work. I lost the ability to wake up. None of the methods I could think up worked.
The thing looked straight at me and began laughing a hellish laugh, as though it knew what I was trying to do. "Oh no, it won't be that easy," boomed its voice, and I turned and fled.
The rest of the dream played out like a standard pursuit nightmare, but for the fact that I knew it was a dream. It was still extremely freaky. Perhaps more so, since I knew what it was yet couldn't do anything about it.