#terrifc

When I was about 10 years old, I had this weird repetitve dream. 

I woke up lying in my soft bed. The blanket kept me warm and made me feel safe, like a lovely hug. The pillow supported my head and provided me the feeling of being carried, without any worries. 

I looked to the left, just the common grey dirty wall. I looked to the right, my tv turned off. “I don’t remember turning it off” I said to myself. I looked to the front door, it’s closed... no worries.

Suddenly the door opens slowly. I start to panic. I realize that I can’t move. The blanket is heavy, my arms and legs are crushed. The pillow is sticky and hard, my head hurts and I can’t look away, as the door opens wider. It’s dark and the creature that opened the door is darker and has flashy eyes, I’m scared. I feel like I’m about to die, but how can I feel like it if I never did? 

There’s nobody who can help me, I start to scream but I’m all out of breath because of the heavy blanket. I see as the creature moves towards me. Smiling and scowling at the same time. The worries I didn’t have disappeared. 

The creature grabs my legs from under the blanket. I will never forget this cold, harsh feeling of being pulled away against your will. 

It sucks me into itself. I see nothing. It’s dark. The only thought I ever had was that I experience the process of being born. It swallows all of me and I feel helpless as I’m not able to move anything. 

At some point I get ejected. That’s where the dream stops. I wake up, covered in sweat, realizing it was only a dream. But still I am scared of experiencing it again... this process... it’s just inhuman and not of this world.

Months later I woke up lying in my soft bed. The blanket kept me warm and made me feel safe, like a lovely hug. The pillow supported my head and provided me the feeling of being carried, without any worries. 

The door opens. I know what will happen now. I will die. I can’t do anything. Help me... anybody.

I was able to get one desperate scream out of my mouth, before I got pulled out of my bed. And it happened again. I was reborn.

Some months later. I played a PS2 game called Star Ocean, it got a quite unique gameplay, it’s similar to the Final Fantasy gameplay.

So the next dream I have is again that terrific dream. 

The Monster opens the door, I feel scared. As it tries to pull me out of my bed, I scream again... This scream broke everything. I was released of this prison. Suddenly my friend is next to me. I see everything from a third person perspective... like in the game I played. 

The fight starts and it’s a short fight. I’m not terrified either helpless. The Monster dies in a short glimpse. I'm free.