postmortem !!Qe8ScDbX+ started this discussion 14 years ago#22,745
So this dream has 2 parts, or at least it seems to. They could be separate dreams. The first part Mitt Romney was hanging out with my Dad for some reason, he needed advice about some inane shit, they wen't up to my room, and my room was a mess; how embarrassing! Not spooky though, and kind of lame.I'm thinking my brain wants me to clean? You know, just in case Romney shows up.
The second part of my dream involved being in a mansion during a party. A classy one, filled with adults, and idle chat. I go down a long hallway looking for the restroom when I see some lady with dark hair run by, screaming. I'm in an area where I don't even catch her eye, which is good, because she is clearly insane. I see some guy when I get to the restroom, I think it may be Paul Ryan, it turns out to not in fact be Paul Ryan. I don't know why my dreams had such political undertones tonight, but to me that's what connects the first, and second dreams.
Okay, so I'm walking back towards the party, somewhat near not Paul Ryan, we aren't really talking though. Screaming lady whizzes by again, louder scream, and she's closer, but notices no one. I make a remark about how she's creepy, and I'm told she's probably a relative of the host, but that, yes, she is creepy.
I end up going back down that hallway, away from the party, for some reason. I see the girl again, flailing, and screaming like a lunatic. But this time I catch her eye. She runs towards me, she looks about 36 years old, has dark hair, brownish, long and disheveled; stands about 5 ft. 9, she's wearing a turtle patterned cocktail dress. I'm a bit petrified, but I manage to run, but further away from the party, so I know even if she quits, I'll have to go back her way to get to the party.
Eventually she stops, and just looks at me while I catch my breath, she looks concerned, and upset, and not murderous, which is a relief. She shouts at me. "It's not your's!", what the fuck is that supposed to mean? Then she seems less insane, and calmy says "It's late, you should really go home." And then she walks away, supposedly towards her room or whatever.
I start to walk back towards the party, I can hear voices, which is good, though they are feint. Then scary lady rushes towards me again, this time I don't run, because I don't think she's trying to kill me, she's at conversation appropriate distance from me, and she looks panicked, and her skin tone looks slightly more pale than it did the first time I saw her, but I figured that was my imagine.
"Please! It isn't your's", she tells me, sobbing, and "Go away, get out of here!" is shouted at me, she just stands there, so I just keep walking towards the party.
She then chimes in, in her calm, not crazy voice. "You should really go, this place is evil." This is somehow more spooky than her screaming, but I laugh her off as just some lady with a mental disorder, I bet the host has some stories to tell about her. I keep walking, and she seems to be gone.
I'm about a turn away from a point where I'd see people, and the crazy lady runs up, and pins me up against a wall. Her eyes are wide, and filled with dread. Her skin is pale, and ashen. Her skin seems to be falling off in places, like she's being burned.
And she screams, louder than ever. "I told you, it isn't your's". I try to get away, and I do for a moment, but then I can't move, and she approaches me, I try to lift my arm to fend her off, but I can't. Her skin is falling off, and is collecting in little piles on the ground. Her lips are cracking, it's fucking spooky all around.
And in her calm voice she says, "See? I told you, it isn't your's" And then she runs off. I woke up at that point, and I'm spooked as hell.
Even now I feel like I'm going to see her horrible face, or hear her screaming at me. Jesus Christ!