The Darkness

I made it through the day despite how long I thought it would last. I had class this morning and then work right after, but I ended up being let go a little bit early which was nice. At work, to occupy my time, I cleaned the bell closet in a way that it has never been cleaned before. After I left, I met Grace and Josh at the Parthenon and talked about life for a while.

I've been really tired lately and I think it's because I haven't been sleeping well, only I don't want to take drugs to fix it because my sleep has been really interesting at the same time. I have always had vivid dreams ever since I got to school. Sometimes they just feel so real. Last night, however, was the first time I have ever had a continuous vivid dream coming from the night before and starting where the previous night left off.

Thursday Night:
I was driving my car with a passenger I had never met before. It was foggy and dismal that day and we had to take our time because of the poor visibility and the fact that I had never driven that area before. We turned onto a straightaway, a small two-lane road with guardrails on either side. The fog sat just below what I thought were ditches on either side of the road, that is, until I saw a break in the fog. On either side of the road there was actually a 500-foot drop. I remember thinking "Man, if you lost control on this road you'd be screwed." I drove more cautiously until we reached a roundabout. Here there was still fog, but less. The trees were all dead but the grass was very green. In the middle of the roundabout was an old run down church that had been abandoned for quite some time. We ended up following an old blue car at this point, but not for long. It ended up, for no reason, barreling through the guardrail and crashing down the mountainside. I didn't know what to do. I couldn't do anything if I stopped. They were clearly dead. I didn't have my phone either, so I decided to keep on driving until I reached some place where I could report what I saw. I kept driving around the roundabout in disbelief until I saw a middle aged, curly brunet woman of husky build with a chubby and slightly aged face. Dressed in an off-white nightgown she walked in front of my car, bringing me to a stop. She then slowly walked to my window which I rolled down. She leaned over casually, raised her pointed finger towards the church and said in a lazy voice
"You know... there's a dead body over there in the grass..."
On her face was an expression of casual delight, not too bright, but not emotionless either. I then looked over to my right where a man with a gun was yelling at a family in a van trying to open one of their doors to get at them. I took no more time to stay in that place, but nobody seemed to have a problem letting me go either. So I drove until I reached a hotel built like no other hotel I had ever seen. It was all one story and it seemed very small on the outside. I opened the door of my car and stood up to stretch, but no sooner had I than a pack of pitbulls jumped on me. I shoved them off as best I could trying to injur as many as possible. They seemed to slow down beyond practical gravity as the struggle progressed, but they never let off. I ran into the hotel but was soon met with the problem of automatic sliding doors. I couldn't run from the dogs so I did my best to hold the door shut with one hand while I reached for the other non-automatic door with the other. I made it in. I never found a room though. I never made it that far before it revealed itself to me. I was being hunted by what was known as The Darkness. It was a being that could take on any shape of any living creature and it was after my life and my soul. The lights were on, but the light that they cast grew fainter and fainter by each second. I knew it was closing in so I ran into the stair well. The stairs went down into the ground instead of up, but I went hastily, jumping down entire staircases without injury. The Darkness was on my trail. It then took the form of a crowd of people marching down the stairs in hard-soled shoes after me. I then woke up.


Friday Night:
I was at the bottom of the stairwell where I came across a door that brought me outside into a great field. I ran through the field and met a group of men who knew of The Darkness. They actually had come to fight it. Their courage gave me courage, but I wanted to see it first. The first man went out and met the darkness in the field. It then took on an image of something the man loved. I didn't get a clear view, but I think it was a woman. The man let his guard down and The Darkness took his soul. The next man went out, much more steadfast and prepared, wearing armor and wielding a sharp sword. He seemed very confident as he walked out to meet The Darkness in the field. Now this field was very green, but with black porous rocks jutting out in all different areas. I found a rock to hide behind up on a hill looking over the field. I didn't see much but a few flashes of the man slaying all different images that The Darkness took on to take him. He vanquished the being on the field and stood in reflection over its corpse. As he lowered his arms and his head in silence, the being swiftly rose, taking on its true form, and slayed him on the spot. I didn't cry out, though I felt in my heart that I had a deep connection with this man whose soul was taken. I peaked over the rock and saw The Darkness. I don't know how to describe it. It looked like a solid, but it wasn't. It was darkness all over, but it's eyes managed to be darker than the rest of it's body. You could in fact only make out the body because certain parts of it were lighter dark than others. It looked to be wearing a spiked crown of darkness as it surveyed its victory. But as I barely peaked over the rock, I was thrown into immense fear, and as if I had shouted, revealing my location, it turned and sharply looked at what little part of me was revealed over that rock, but I still was to afraid to even make a nose. I had nowhere to run. I tried to organize my thoughts but I couldn't. All the while, The Darkness had taken the form of a Grizzly Bear. In my desperation I decided to fall as if I had fainted. The Darkness came closer and closer until it was standing directly over my body. At this I pulled a knife and shoved it into the bears chest, twisting the blade as vigorously as I could until it had fallen. That's when I woke up.

I wonder if this dream will continue again tonight. I kinda hope that it does, and I kinda hope that it doesn't. Peace and love
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