Last night, i had a weird dream. It’s actually a nightmare, a horror dream, but i don’t consider as one. I’ve had these kind of dream a lot, maybe because i like horror movie and that’s affect me to dream about “ghosts”.
Someone told me that we can only remember about 10% of what we were dreaming right after we woke up. In that case, i wrote things that i could remember as soon as i woke up so i can figure it out if i want to remember it, and so i’ll have something to write here haha.
ghost building grandma stairs worms, black.
radio room, tellphone“
It was a weird dream. I remember that i saw some people talking in a studio-like room, similar with a studio from a radio station. Old crappy walls, white neon light that glow bright enough, two long sofa and a table in front of me, also two people chatting around passing the time.
The phone ringing in the middle of conversation, but then i remember that one of the people try to pick it up. The weird thing is that she pick it up without having to actually take the phone and put it on her ears. She just directly answer it (like when you see on the tv shows). The first attempt, no answer. Then the second call coming, still no answer but she decided to check it out by going to the room where the phone was hanging. I didn’t really understand but all of sudden she just running away from the room.
Suddenly, i was in a room full with stairs and doors, like an emergency stairs that’s available in skyscraper. I was closing my eyes, scared and i feel like there’s something there near me. I remember that i can hear people voices in the other room but i’m just laying down there without a sound. I remember there was a woman who spread something like worms around the stairs, it was black, dark and writhing. The woman? i dunno, i can’t really describe.
After couple of moment, my grandma came and try to speak with me. She came from a door from the corner but right before she approach me closer, she just like realizing something and then go to the other room running by scared.
I was standing up then rushing for the exit. I found a door, but when i open it it’s just an empty room, it was like an old unused bathroom. I was going back and i don’t really remember anything about that.
Maybe this is weird, there are no particular stories or anything that can be clearly describe. It is a dream after all, sometime it can be meaningful, sometime it can be meaningless. To be honest, i was a little bit happy for getting a dream like this, there is this weird sensation just like when you watching a horror movie. Feels scary but you still wanna be in there.