Dreams
I dream a lot, almost every night but this doesn't seem like one of my usual “Off the wall” dreams. Usually I wake up when I start getting scared but this feels different, I actually feel as though I am experiencing the things I am seeing, not just observing as I usually do.
My mother is always saying I have an over-active imagination, but somehow this doesn't seem like my imagination, I can actually feel the mist, it's like a spritzer of fine water hitting my face. I'm feeling quite cold and my forehead is thumping, I put my hand up and give it a rub and I'm surprised to see my hand is smeared with blood. What the hell has happened, where am I?
The mist is quite thick in places, I shout Help! a couple of times but no-one answers. I keep walking, although what I really want to do is close my eyes and go to sleep.
Feeling more alone than ever in the woods I stop and listen for a noise, any noise that might help guide me home, but there's not even a token owl hooting to break the silence. How did I end up in this wood and where is my car?
I can't remember how I got here, I remember being in my car and then nothing, my mind just goes blank.
Shit! I wish I brought my mobile with me, that would've helped me find a way out of here.
Maybe there's a Little Chef nearby I'm bloody starving as well as cold.
“What's that?” In the distance I can see a light, somebody's coming at last.
Maybe they'll be able to tell me how I got here because I still haven't got a clue.
There's some blue lights flashing through the trees ahead, I can see some guys carrying someone on a stretcher.
I shout “Hello” but they don't seem to see me.
As they draw nearer I look at the body on the stretcher, it looks like me, I'm covered in blood, how can that be, I'm fucking standing here.
Why is no one talking to me?
Why are they walking by me as if they don't see me?
Oh no...
I've got a BAD feeling,
Shit!
I'm Dead!