Dreams

7/30/2021

"Wanna go sledding with me? It'll start snowing soon and it fun to sit of the driveway."

"Sure, lets go! But get a coat on first."

The sky was a dark navy blue, slow little flake of snow filtered down from the endless void. A heavy spurt of snow came down, allowing the ground to have a light cover.

"Let's go now."

"Ok."

The cold hit you like a wave as a large snowflake stuck to your eyelash, you blink knocking it off. When you look up again, there is now a inch of snow, your friend looking at you, waiting in a dead stillness for you to go sit next to them. You go and sit down, but the snow doesn't seem cold, it feels like a blanket, soft and calming. You look at you friend and smile, a smile only best friends share in class when the teacher wasn't looking, a warm and comforting smile. You look over there details and notice something behind them, the stars had formed into a face, but something else catches your eye as you are studying it.

"What is that?"

"It looks like a sword."

Oddly enough, a sword comes out of the house in front of you, emerging in a dark blue haze. You use a sled to knock it off of it path, protecting your head from a stab. Suddenly the sled has a piece of paper, and a pencil next to it. You draw a baseball bat and it appears on the other side of you, you grab it as the snow starts falling heavier, creating a dark fog blocking your sight from seeing farther than a few feet ahead of you. You grab the baseball bat ready to strike, and as you predicted, a large group of weapons came shooting out of the darkness, you quickly hit them, knocking it to the side. You suddenly aren't on your driveway anymore, you in a dark field of grass, no distinguishable land marks, the snow has completely covered your legs at this point. You try to move but are stuck under the snow, you look around trying to see if your friend is still here.

"!#$%^^%$! Where are you!"

You don't know who the owner of the name is, it is blocked out of your memory.

"Im here!"

They responded, they are fine.

"Can you see me? I cant see you"

A silence filled with wind blowing a wave of snow at you, you have to push your legs down to stop from being knocked over. The snow now reaches you waist, you look down but are stoped from digging yourself out by a new wave of sharp objects launching at you. You knock over the first wave before a large group had emerged, you switch to a sickle, larger than a normal one. You use its curve to easily swing them over to the side, this continues on for a few moments, barely surviving in the process. Every time one hurtled words you, its tip barely misses your face as a new wave comes in. It's a sick game of pure fear, you soon notice a new wave of snow hit you, you struggle to stay up with all the pressure trying to drown you. A few more swords come, but a lot slower that it was before. A new wave comes in, you try to take a deep breath as the cold hits your face, you can feel yourself getting knocked over and being buried, you tried to inhale, but the only thing that enters your mouth is compacted snow, panic starts to set in as you try and sit up. The weight is crushing down on you as you struggle to get free of your icy tomb.

This is where i die isn't it?

You manage to get a hand out of the icy snow, suddenly something grabs it and you are yanked free, your friend is standing over you, still holding your hand, you share a look before you are teleported to a large kitchen it seemed to go on endlessly. You slowly start moving forward, you grab one of the pans that were hanging from the wall, feeling like something similar to the swords would happen, you start to look around the kitchen, peaking over the corner and feeling a large pull grab your head, almost like a current. You grab your pan and your friends hand and stepped out, prepared for anything to jump out at you. A kitchen knife starts to rattle on the wall, then shooting out, stabbing not the opposite wall, soon all of the remotely sharp utensils starting shooting out and slamming into the walls. Using your pan, you stop knives and such from hitting you and your friend.

"What is going on?"

"I don't know, did something happen with you?"

"No, i got out and stared looking for you, then i saw your hand and you know the rest."

"This is weird."

"Ya think?" 

You hit a few more knives and a pot

"Do you think Zane would mind a turkey?"

"What are you talking about? That makes no sense."

"He's cooking so he most likely has a knife."

"What are you talking about? Who's Zane? What do you mean?"

You question, but get no answer

You soon come up to door, it was a dark oak and had a stereotypical design on it, you turn the handle and walk in. Inside is a large meal with a man sitting at the end, he has blond hair and tan skin, he was wearing a black suit and looked like he was waiting for someone. You walk over and ask him a question.

"Hey, whats your name?"

He looked at you, he then grabbed a knife and stabbed you in the chest.

After that, you woke up.

It was all a dream.

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This actually happened to me so its my own story.