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I just had the single most terrifying dream of my life.
It all started out okay. It was a journey dream, and I was in Florida. I was having a party and I had to go out and buy drinks. I had really strict parents though. But that was okay, because I was going to run out and get drinks myself and they were not going to be home. Someone showed me that my sister had died in the bathroom and that's why my parents weren't going to be home. Apparently I was the world's biggest b***h and didn't care. It ended okay. I was on good terms with my dead sister again.
Then I traveled to Texas, and then to Chattanooga because I didn't like Texas. I had a great time. I found a friend and we hung out a lot. She was a mixture of Brandi and Deena and Zoie. We went to the bank one day and she applied for a job there. The next day we went back and they gave her a big cardboard trifold with job descriptions in it. We were excited, thinking she'd gotten the job.
But when we went up to the counter, the people behind it were like, NO SORRY LOL. They were twins, brother and sister. Weird twins. So we left and tried to go out and find something to eat. We were hungry for pizza or something. We were walking down an alleyway when all of a sudden it got really dark. The sun went down and the street before us wasn't lit at all. It was pitch black. I was singing and someone from a restaurant nearby sang back, and that's how we decided to go into that particular restaurant. We turned back and ducked inside, scared of the dark.
The place was cute, like the Cherry Street Diner. We sat at a window booth and started to eat pizza. Then a group of super cute guys came in and we watched them sit down. One saw me staring and came to sit next to me. It was Demetri Martin (famous comedian) and I LOVE HIM! So I leaned on his shoulder and we fell in love or something. I think we might have kissed. Then he had to go. I ran outside after him to tell him goodbye, and that's when everything got weird. That's when the plot turned into a horror movie.
He was in the street looking up, and I stopped in my tracks. I looked up, and there was the moon. It was kinda big. Someone inside the diner shouted "The Redness has started!" I noticed a red ring around the moon.
Then I realized it was an eclipse. There was a clock on the moon's face and as soon as the minute hand moved again, the moon drifted off again. The sun came back out, only to be covered up by really thick clouds and fog. I ran over to Demetri, but he was sorta flimsy. He wouldn't let me hug him and he gave me zero comfort. I cried. He told me we should go back inside, so I went inside. All the booths against the window were gone, and the place was full of people coming in from the dense fog. I was looking for my friend in the crowd. The fog started to roll really hard through the streets, and we had the perfect view because the windows were full-length, floor to ceiling. It was as if the fog was pressing up against the windows, flying down the alleyway. People were pointing out shapes it was making, but I told them they were just shapes and nothing more. Then someone mentioned that there were monsters in the mist. We saw this really really freaky blob looking thing, which actually made a sound as it flew past the windows. I had to calm myself down by saying "This isn't The Mist. No. That movie was different. This isn't The Mist."
I'm going to skip forward to a part I can remember. When the storm was over, we all went outside. The sun was out again, and it was a beautiful day. I was in downtown Chattanooga. There was some hysteria going on that the people who had been inside buildings did not understand. But then I caught the drift.
"Hundreds of people have died!"
I don't know how big the number initially was, but that was enough to get me to run. I had no idea where to go, but I decided to go to the dorm. As I passed different open areas, I saw GIGANTIC pterodactyl-like birds pecking at people in the alleys. I almost peed my pants. I made sure not to make any noise, but I hid and watched. People that were hiding in the tiniest spaces were dying. They were getting eaten by giant birds, that almost looked metallic. But they weren't. I started to feel really exposed in my hiding place, so I ran toward the dorm. The birds were sticking out their super long tongues (like hummingbird tongues or anteater tongues) and just grabbing people out of the sewer and swallowing them whole. I got eaten too. =[
I saw people giving themselves to the birds because they had run out of hope. And anyway, they weren't actually dying. They were just being swallowed.
I ended up in a bird stomach. There were other people in there, and we were just sitting around. It was kinda cramped, so we all decided to move on down the digestive tract. We dropped into an intestine I think, and almost kept going. But someone said we would get dissolved or crushed or something. The escape exit was near but we would die trying to get there. Because for some reason this bird never ever made waste of whole objects; they always came out crushed. Someone threw a grenade down the intestines and waited for it to pop out the "exit", but it got thrown back (LOL) and we all died.
I guess I was reincarnated. The city was huge. I went to hide out somewhere because the invasion was still happening. But now the birds had some kind of poisonous saliva. They evolved and their saliva now had the power to turn people into zombies. Apparently they hated to just sit there and eat, they liked to chase their food. I cried so hard I gagged. I went back to the same post office that my friend and I were in the first time around. I remembered her then and I picked up my phone to call her. It died before we could finish our conversation. I was going to go to a concert (hidden away deep in a basement under a skyscraper, so the birds couldn't reach us) because people were trying to pursue normal lives. She had decided not to go. She would rather go to a different concert that wasn't going to last as long so she could go home soon.
I begged her and pleaded with her to just please come with me, because she could still go home afterward. I was afraid of her concert because it wasn't as sheltered as mine. She said no, and I started to tell her all this information about where my concert was, just in case she changed her mind. The phone died.
I went down into the basement and took a front row seat to the makeshift stage. People were pouring in. The performers were supposed to be some kind of Bullet For My Valentine tribute band. The crowd was pressing forward. We were all scared shitless and we needed this escape. I made eye contact with all sixteen members of the band. Then I got up on the stage and befriended them. I sat to the left of the stage and watched as they played a few songs. Then they stopped because they had a secret surprise for everyone. I'm not sure why, but they wanted the concert to be kind of a horror show. Two guys were waiting to turn off all the lights, and a big guy was going to turn on a chainsaw. Two others were going to throw fake blood on everyone. But the big guy couldn't find his chainsaw. They had to rearrange and start a new song because of him. They were pissed off. I took him as a joker that was never accountable for anything.
After the show, we all went upstairs to the hotel room we had checked out. There was no management so we could all just stay wherever. I got up to the room first and opened the door. It had been just lying open. I reached the living room and saw a big set of keys stuck in the doorknob of one of the bedrooms. It was a double-door bedroom. The big guy took the keys out of the lock and was like "whoa, s**t." It was the master set. He mumbled something about going to find his chainsaw because he knew he had left it here somewhere, but someone had been in their room obviously. He went to the first bedroom and turned around and grinned at me. We were going to pull a joke on the other guys, I gathered. So I went along with it. He disappeared into that bedroom to find his chainsaw. The rest of the guys got in there and went directly into the den. I turned to see the big guy come out of his room slowly. He was acting like a zombie. so I screamed to go along with the joke and I ran into the room with the rest of the guys. They freaked out and ganged against the big dude. I laughed and then screamed again, because he was really a zombie. He had cut his hand off with his chainsaw and he wasn't bleeding. He came after us. We ran as fast as possible from the room and shut the door behind us in the hall. We collected ourselves and heard really creepy sounds from the rooms around us. We ran over to a broken window at the end of the hall and saw that it was dark and rainy, but no one was outside. So we decided to go out there. The elevator had a zombie in it, so we ran down all the stairs. There were like 50 flights.
I screamed all the way down. I was like "please please please please" because each flight had the danger of hosting like a hundred zombies or even something worse, because the birds were evolving again.
The first people that got outside were screaming, so that attracted the birds. They were eaten. I hid somewhere. I just don't know where because I removed myself from the dream. It was too scary, too realistic. I came back down a few minutes later, because I had woken up shaking. When I went back to sleep, I was in a different place, same situation. I was scared again. I had gone into a hotel, because it seemed like the safest place to hide. I was all alone. Then I got cornered by a zombie. I decided to light the room on fire. I crawled on the floor, which was covered with lighter fluid and escaped the room that I had set on fire. The zombie died I guess. I just kept crawling. I was in a sort of hysteria. It was so crazy, because I was crying and whimpering, and the electricity was out. I slipped through puddles, and then started to realize that it wasn't lighter fluid. It was blood. I went through every room until I found the bathroom. That was the last room. I saw a bundle on the floor next to the tub. It moved around and whimpered.
It was a freaking baby. It was really thin and didn't cry like a baby. It had been left up there without food for a really long time. I picked it up and felt it, because I couldn't really see. It was slimy and the back was shaped funny. Poor baby. I took it over to the window and tried to use the nighttime city lights to see what the baby looked like. Its eyes flashed, which was weird. I almost left it in the room and ran, but I felt pity for it. I crawled into the other room with it to see if the lighting was better. It wasn't. I went back into the bathroom and opened the blinds and held the baby up to the light. Its eyes flashed again. I tried to drop it. I even cried out in shock and horror. Its feet had many claws on it, and it latched on to my hand. It talked with a human child's voice, and it was speaking fluent English. I don't remember what it said. Then I bashed its head against the window many times until the window broke. It was still yelling at me. It bit me and I tried to toss it out the window, but it was latched on tightly. I pried it from my hands and it dropped like a hundred stories, screaming. That attracted the bigger birds, which had evolved into a bloody, fleshy mess, ticklike. I saw them flying toward my window. One beak crashed through the glass and I died.
This time I made myself wake up for good.

Maybe not the single MOST terrifying dream ever, but it was up there.