I had a dream last night. So, I’m going to write it down for a friend to post on some silly little facebook group.

I found myself walking in a void of darkness, I felt helpless, lost and slightly agitated. Incoherent whispers echo throughout the void as I continued walking, trying to find my way out. Surely there must be an exit?

Then, a sudden silence befalls the void. The whispering stopped so did I; it was creepier this way, just pure silence. I tried to speak but I was mute, then, I saw something. It was a man, tearing out from the darkness, an arm reaching out to me. Tendrils covered his mutilated body, trying to drag him back. He was covered in cuts and was horribly deformed; I could make out a dislocated jaw and couldn’t even see where his eyes were, but he was trying to escape.

I couldn’t move. I stood still, witnessing the struggle. Then, the man broke loose. He ran at me with almost unnatural speed, grabbed my shoulders and screamed.

I blacked out.

I woke on my bed, in my room, thinking I was safe. It immediately occurred to me that I was not. My room was shrouded in a dark haze and I found it fairly difficult to breathe. I went to my door only to find it locked. Which was strange, the lock on my doo is broken, and it’s impossible to be locked. I ran to the window and looked outside. Something similar to the northern lights was in the sky, I tried getting through the window, but the steel bars just won’t let me lose. It all seemed so real.

I heard a loud thump and turned to look back. It was coming from somewhere, something was trapped. It was slow at first, but it increased in pace along with volume as it neared me. Then it softened and stopped, just like that. As I let my guard down something burst from the ceiling, a humanoid with leathery black skin and with anatomy so disfigured, it had to crawl on all fours. Bone stuck out of its joints, it smelled like carcass and it lunged at me. Grabbing me, it choked me and screamed at my face, I knew it wanted to kill me.

A feeling of anger rose up inside me, and the anger turned into raw, primitive rage. I screamed back and unconsciously shoved my hand down its throat and ripped out its lungs. I couldn’t control myself as I choked it to death with its own throat. I then proceeded to mutilate the corpse, breaking bones and ripping meat, it was disgusting, but I had to do it. Then, the dark haze in my room thickened, and engulfed me, I thought it was over.

I felt a sharp pain and struggled, in could hear bone cracking and I felt blood spraying all over me. I screamed, but as I did something pulled my jaw with such force, it dislocated. I wanted to die, to let it end, and then I saw a man who seemed lost and confused. I fought the dark, tugging at it and broke free, I ran at the man, the darkness pulling me back. I broke off the remainder of the presence and ran at him, I grabbed him by the shoulders when an immense sea of pain came flooding through my body.

Then I woke up.