AAAUUUUUGGGGGG!!!!

[trickykitty]

Fucking, fucking, fucking fucking, nightmare

Forget the fucking vivid dreams from the previous night. I just lived through an entire serial killer horror movie a la Halloween and Saw combined in which a man terrorized and killed my friends, family, neighbors, etc. I ran through windows, I busted down doors, I drove away in a truck, I ran into public places, you name it. And every single death was unique and particular to how that person showed up. My sister's friends back in junior high worked some of their own magic with the cell phones only to get slaughtered in the end. There were knives, blades, a hacksaw, and even some form of poison that when a needle was used to turn on the light by pressing it into the wall caused the poison in the sheriff's blood to activate and instantly kill him (this is dream land after all). I tried to stop him at every turn. I saw what he was doing. I saw it coming, but each step led to disaster.

And this nightmare was just as vivid and in-your-face as all the previous dreams from the previous night. I can't believe I just dreamed through so much carnage and slaughter and I haven't seen a horror movie or played a horror game in quite some time now.

*Digging out pharmacy notes on the "generic" fucking penicillin.

This is absolutely fucking ridiculous. I'm still shaking.
EDIT: This is what I get for thinking I would get a good fucking night sleep for once this week.

Comments

Wrong time line, really

[trickykitty.livejournal.com]

Amazingly it was set at my parents' (dream) house (ergo: not exact layout and I think akin to an amalgamation of various houses I've seen recently). So there were no current friends to punch the killer in the face *grin*. It was mostly family, including grandparents, imaginary stupid dream neighbors from across the street, and other local community members. No current friends were involved, which is saddening in a way, because I know my friends would have totally wailed on him and it wouldn't have been a nightmare at all, but instead one big party in my brain.

Maybe some lucid dreaming, then?

[corzican.livejournal.com]

Whenever the nightmare starts to get creepy, maybe you can just bring the friends in as reinforcements? It'd be easy to bring me in. Just shout "Hey, it's a ghost!" and "POW!" right to the kisser. Also, I'd get to punch a ghost, albeit vicariously.