So lately I've had many unusual dreams but last nights was great.
I was at my old secondary school and I was walking around the halls after dark. It was creepy and the atmosphere was tangible. So. I was slowly meandering down the dingy hallways when a sound rang out across the silence. It wasn't a loud noise but more a quite hissing screeching kind of sound. I reluctantly headed towards the source of the disturbance and found myself standing in front of an open doorway. The wall to the side of the door had a vast glass window from halfway up right up to the ceiling. Sat in the centre of the room ahead of me was a man, wearing dark clothing - dark trousers, black shirt and a long black leather jacket. He was kneeling on the horrid speckled grey laminate that a lot of secondary schools seem to don in their workshop area's. As I slowly stepped forward slightly to get a better look he turned his head and stared straight at me. I stopped dead in my tracks. Shocked by the sheer beauty. 2 things stuck me as odd - his eyes were a deep red and he had slight redness around his mouth. In a fluid movement he got to his feet without using his hands. It looked unnatural and made me heart pick up in speed. He glided to me and I was held entranced. I wanted to run but my feet felt as though they were glued to the floor. He stopped but a hairs breath from me, a metallic tang emanated from him... blood. He leant in towards me and moved my hair from my ear and continued to whisper to me... 'You must go to town and stop them.' With that he leaned away and briefly touched my face with his finger. The contact seemed to pass images and information and I saw a bar in town - I saw a large number of... what I could only think of as Vampires. They were terrorising the patrons, killing people. Slowly my mind seemed to fade back to reality. The man in front of me told me to use my gifts and to save them - but his mouth didn't move... he told me in my mind. With that said he vanished.
I ran down the hallways trying to find my way out when I noticed how restricted my legs felt. I looked down and saw that I was wearing a tight black witches costume that I once owned. I pulled the dress up slightly so that the dress hung to my knees, and continued on. When I finally reached the outside I noticed that the ground was encased in snow - and flakes were drifting down delicately. I began running town direction annoyed at how far I was and how would I get there in time when suddenly my feet no longer touched the floor. I was afloat mid air and moving forwards. Suddenly a parachute type item flew ahead of me and the wind caught it and I began speeding along. Controlling the parachute to manoeuvre me the right direction. I flew across snow covered fields, along the small backstreets where the snow had yet to be disturbed, and eventually over the main busier roads - where the snow had turned to slush and the pavements were snow covered with footprints and tire tracks disturbing the purity. People watched in awe as I sped my way towards town. Before I knew it I was in town and gently I touched down and the parachute vanished. The darkness was broken by lights from the bars and lamps dotted around the centre.
I ran along the streets, swiftly seeking my destination. People walked by wearing all sorts of unusual costumes - fairies, vampires, monsters, witches, princesses, medieval costumes... everything you can imagine.
Eventually I reached the bar and the man from the school was in front of me.
We went into the bar and it was full of people in varying costumes. Everyone was safe and alive. I turned to the man and he was looking around slowly, almost searching for something.
'soon,' he whispered.
Then I woke up.
lol... was a good dream. I love weird dreams.
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