Curiouser & Curiouser

It was like a normal day at first and then there was a bunch of stuff someone had left outside of my building, so my roommate and I went to look at it. I don’t know how I fell but I fell into a bunch of stuff and when I got up there was a bunch of big prickers that we’re all up my arms and in my face. I freaked out and when I went to take them out I had huge gashes everywhere. There was a group of construction workers that came and tried to help get me in the house, they gave me medicine gave my roommate some lotion type stuff to put on my wounds.

I realized then that I had a long cut on my elbow and I could see the inside of my arm. I don’t remember going to the hospital, but when I got home I looked down and where I had the gashes looked like they were rotting and the cut on my elbow was pouring out blood with only a paper towel and tape holding it on. My roommate had to work so I was home by myself and decided to attempt to smoke a cigarette. When I got outside the blood was soaking through my shirt. I screamed and the construction works from earlier came running towards me.

I looked down to see that the prickers me covering my shirt, but instead of getting help they were all demons who were saying vulgar things to me and trying to get me. I was screaming in pain while I tried to run into the house. I couldn’t stop them though, they were too fast and too strong.

I got knocked out and woke up in my bed with my roommate sitting in her bed next to me. I went to tell her about what happened, and she said, “hunny look at your arms.. When I looked down all of my wounds were there, and I was in a panic. She then left, and I realized the people were outside trying to get in.

They got in and were screaming things wile holding me down and pressing on my wounds. After that I woke up again, but instead of waking up with my roommate next to me I was alone and in an empty house.

I didn’t have the wounds when I looked, so I thought I’d actually woken up. I looked around the house, but there was no one here. I thought my roommate had just taken her kids out for breakfast so I went outside to smoke, and I started hearing stuff.

When I looked down my wounds were all back and extremely rotting. People appeared, and I made it in the house, but they broke the door. I wasn’t able to shut my room door and lock it before they got me.

Then I woke up again. This repeatedly soo many times in slightly different ways. Every time I would think I was finally waking up. The very last time I woke up in the dream I woke up in a rocking chair sitting facing outside with the wall gone. It looked like death outside.

The weather was almost ashy and the sky was reddish. I went into my house and where my kitchen pantry is was a dark basement instead that you couldn’t see all the way down. I started backing away as I heard people walking up. It was two kids, a bit and a girl alone with an old creepy man.

They started saying it was time to end and that they’ve been waiting to get me. That there was no way I could stop it. As I started screaming when they grabbed me, they started speaking in tongues. I then screamed something like, “if the devil is real then so is god” and I started praying aloud.

They started yelling and backing up. They were moving back towards the door . Then little boy tried going back down the stairs but the door was shutting, and the girl was pulling him away from it as he was screaming. They started following the man until I couldn’t see them anymore. But I kept on hearing, “we’ll be back for you.” Promising that repeatedly.