So I just had a pretty horrifying nightmare. Haven't had one like this in ages......
So, most people who know me know that I rather dislike vampires, do to their rediculous popularity in literature and popular culture these days (thanks Twilight ). I will admit that I once thought of a vampire as very dark and alluring (mostly because, in appearance, they are nothing but a Goth with fangs) but now I find them, at times, annoying due to the sudden explosion of vampire novels (so I don't dislike vampires per se, but rather the way they've become so mainstream)(No offense to current vampire-novel writers, I'm sure you're all wonderful people).
Some of the fan girls are annoying too....
*COUGH*
ANYWAYS....this is an entry on the nightmare I had last night, not a rant. So on we go:
The dream began with me being at Nidia's house (Nidia being a friend of mine since preschool). I was laying about her living room waiting for breakfast while Nidia's little sister played a very strange kid's CD and sang and danced along.
Suddenly the dream jumped to Nidia and I being in some wierd, dark place, a bit like an old house (really big though, like a mansion). Then, with a shift of the light, we noticed we were absolutley SURROUNDED by vampires. Thing was, these weren't good-looking at all; they had ghoulish faces and long arms with long fingers tipped with ratlike claws, and they hissed and spat like cats.
Before I knew it, they attacked. Now Nidia and I were running all over the mansion for our lives (this is the kind of nightmare were you FEEL the fear, where you FEEL that you are being chased to your death, where your heart pounds and you wake up sweating).
To my horror, a vampire caught up to me and slashed me with her claws, all across my front side. Subconsciously, I knew that this was enough to "curse" me and I had that horrible sinking feeling as I thought to myself "well, I'm screwed". Regardless, I still fought for my life; the chase went on forever in absolute chaos, as we knocked over furniture, broke down doors, skid across the hard floor...damn, those vampires are going to end up paying a lot in repairs...XP
At last, we came to the front door, and exited to freedom. As we did though, I heard the vampire (the one that scratched me) scream (well, it was like a demonic hissing) something so clear, I will never forget it even as I'm awake:
"You cannot escape/run, this has only begun/there is lots more to come."....Something along those lines, you get the idea. And man, was I scared.
Regardless, Nidia and I ran as fast as we could, though I quickly made us make a turn because there was "more light over there" (towards the city, where all the lit buildings were. In the dream, it seemed we were out on the outskirts of Los Angeles...at night 0_o;). We furiously ran down the sidewalk, and I desperatley tried to run faster but couldn't (you know that desperate feeling in dreams where you can't do anything? Yeah). All the time, Nidia was ahead of me...that's one thing I notice now, being awake, that in the entire dream I'm the only victim (I got scratched by the vampire, she escaped unharmed / I could barely run, she practically sprinted, etc.).
All of a sudden, I lost sight of Nidia, and the scenery changed. It was still the same dream; I was still running and it was still nighttime, but now I was on the streets of my mother's home town in Mexico. Exhausted, and thinking I was most likely far enough now, I began to just walk. I walked calmly for a while, but then I could FEEL someone walking behind me. I quickened my pace. So did they.
I turned to see that my follower was, thankfully, not a vampire; he was a "normal", young guy...but I immediatley sensed he was evil somehow. He wasn't very good-looking either, but he didn't look like a monster. As I stopped walking he did too, and he just stood there, staring in my face as though he was going to kill me.
I grew aggresive. As he confronted me, I snarled and scratched across his face multiple times with abslute fury. He didn't even flinch! Frustrated, I clawed at his face once more. This time though, for whatever reason, I wanted to roar like some big cat(!?) but couldn't (desperate feeling again). I took off running, running towards my grandmother's house which is there in Mexico. I knew I'd be safe there.
The guy started chasing me. Yes, another adrenaline-pumped chase scene (this was an exhausting nightmare). To my horror, there was a whole group of them after me. I made turns in and around houses and buildings, trying not to trip on the crooked streets.
At last, I reached grandma's house. The door was closed shut, so I looked in through the window. The inside of the house was completely empty, with only gray walls and debris inside...and a computer desk in the middle where my French teacher sat (W..T...F).
The gang that was chasing me approached closer and closer, but I felt safe standing outside "grandma's house". Still, I was surrounded, and the crowd grew and it grew, and it grew.....
Then, I awoke. 9:00 a.m, exactly. Well...that's it. That was my nightmare.
I don't know what it could mean, but it was VERY vivid, considering most of my dreams are nothing but a blur, but I remember this one perfectly. I didn't notice this during the dream, or when I first woke up, but having been awake for two hours now and having thought things over, I realized that the way I scratched that guy's face up was very similiar to the way the vampire scratched me. Did I become a vampire, or what that figure represents dreamwise? Is that what she meant when she said "this has only begun"?
Whatever. I just hope I don't dream this again.