JoshCube’s Dream: Crazy woman with a knife. (Text Fix)

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Prelude

When we fall asleep, we usually like to have dreams that help us ensure that, especially ones that are pleasant. However, there are dreams that are so scary that we wish we never had them, and it ruins the mood in the morning. The type of dreams I usually dislike are the ones that are realistic and crystal clear. Because of this, your mind gets tricked into thinking its really happening, and that’s why its scary. I’ve had dreams where I’ve been locked into dark dungeons, hearing people yell in the shadows; and dreams where I’ve been shot at, spewing out blood from my mouth on the ground. I used to play a lot of horror video games, and I ended up stopping for this reason. One night, I ended up having another bad dream; and thus, the terror began once again.

JoshCube’s Dream: Crazy woman with a knife

I found myself driving down a dirt road in a Ford looking car. It was day time, but that didn’t mean something bad could still happen. I was lost in the middle of nowhere running low on gas, I didn’t want to risk going further and completely running out, so I decided to find the nearest help I could. To my right, I saw a big mansion that was resting on the grassy plain. It was old looking and gave me an eerie feeling, not something I’d likely want to mess with. Since I did however need help, I decided to take my chances and pulled over to the side. I got up out of the car, pocketed my keys, and shut the door behind me. My shoes walked on the dirt road until I came upon the soft grass, and continued walking towards the mansion. It was at a far distance which made me walk longer than I expected, but I finally reached the door. I walked up the steps towards the door, and I turned the knob slowly. I pushed it open, and it made creaking sounds. I took a look inside and saw a staircase with a room, and several other rooms that were on the bottom floor. It was dusty inside with cobwebs, old looking mirrors, old looking furniture, and antiques on walls and shelves. I stepped inside and headed upstairs, going towards the room and saw a closet; a window; a dresser; and table. The wind blew through the window and the window’s sheets blew back. Remember, this dream was crystal clear and I really thought this was happening in real life; so yeah, I was pretty scared while I experienced this. I slowly walked towards the window and leaned on it, looking outside. It was beautiful, sun shining, bright green grass, nice blue sky, and soft clouds. When I saw this, it made me feel more at ease, and not feeling spooked about the house.

Moments later……I saw her…….

Continuing to look out the window, this woman appeared in front of the door step. She was tall; about 5ft.9; medium length brown hair; green eyes; B-Cup breasts; Caucasian; red nail polish; barefoot; and had a long green dress on. In her right hand, she was carrying a big sharp knife. She opened the door, and walked in very slowly. This horrified me because I knew this was a bad sign. It didn’t matter if she was the opposite sex because she was armed with a deadly weapon. I did not know how to disarm someone, so I thought the best idea was to hide. Quickly with my heart racing, I ran towards the door and locked it. I looked behind me and noticed the back door in this room, so I ran and locked that one as well. Even though the doors were both locked, this didn’t mean she couldn’t unlock them, so I had to come up with another plan. I looked towards the window and thought of jumping out, but then I would injure myself, and possibly end up with a broken leg because the ground was far down. I hurried towards the closet and slid the right panel open. I saw a bunch of hangers with clothes on them, and other items laying about on the ground such as shoes and bags. I found some bags that were big enough for me to hide in, and I thought to myself that this was my only chance of survival. I gathered a bunch of the clothes in the closet, and placed them next to the bag so I could hide myself better. I shut the closet door, and it became pitch black inside, but I could still feel around. I placed the bag under the big pile of clothes, then crawled into the bag, zipping it behind me. I felt a sense of relief that I knew I had a pretty good hiding spot, and if she ever did check the closet, she probably wouldn’t dig under some clothes.

Minutes later, I heard the door unlock.