I was taking a nap because I was very tired.
I couldn't tell if I was asleep or awake. I could clearly feel tugging on my ankles, but I wasn't moving. Also, I was home alone.
The tugging felt like my 'ghost,' as best as I can put it, was being hauled from my body. A firm grip on both of my ankles pulled them like battle ropes, but they did not alternate. The tugging was in sync.
I could see myself sleeping and a golden ghost of myself being pulled from my body by the legs. It felt like waves.
The phrase "sacrifice the wind" kept repeating in my mind.
I woke up sweating.
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Cryptic: Dream Log
HorrorSnippets of my weird dreams. These dreams and stories are all my own. They were originally posted on my Tumblr account: @ cryptic-dreams-log I am still posting my dreams there if you would like to give me a follow. I am compiling my dreams here...
