The other night I had this dream..... I was at my grandmothers 100+ year old home. It's on a bunch of land, surrounded by trees and meadows up in northern minnesota, just off Hwy 169. My sister was there with me and a 'friend' of mine. This friend of mine strongly resembled an ex-boyfriend... tall, good-looking, but vacant.
We were all sitting around the living room, and the sun was beginning to set. It was a busy weekend, or a holiday because I could hear a lot of cars going by.. Now to explain this.. my grandmother has all this land but her house was only 30 feet? or so, plus a ditch away from the road. There is a grove of trees there that shield the house from the road, but there's a large opening where the driveway is, and most of the front of the house is exposed. So we were sitting there in silence listening to the cars go by, and enjoying the breeze that was moving through the house, the sun was setting and everything was kinda orange... it was really a beautiful summer evening.
Then out of no where, there was a crash sound coming from the hiway. I looked at my sister and she looked at me and we both ran to the window. We couldn't see the crash because it was on the other side of the trees, but we both leaned out the window listening, while my friend hovered behind us. Another car was tearing down the hiway and as soon as it disappeared behind the trees there was the crash noise again. We sat there and listened to crash after crash, the pile up stretched out until it was in front of the driveway.
Emergency vehicles came and the pile up stopped, all sorts of emergency workers were gathering around this certain group of cars that had crashed right in front of the driveway so we had a perfect view of what was going on. There was this horrible tension, it was like life or death for whoever was being pulled out of that car.. and every movement and jostle mattered.
This is when my friend ran out of the house, and was instantly next to the gathering of emergency workers, My 'friend' tossed an emergency worker through the air, and broke the neck of another. The body that was being removed from the car was shredded and thrown aside. There was blood everywhere, my 'friend' ripped out another person's throat with his teeth and then punched throgh someone's chest to remove their heart. This continued until everyone who was able to had fled and there was no more movement. Then, with blood smeared all over him he looked at the window where my sister and I had been sitting the whole time, and looked right into my eyes. I grabbed Julie and we bolted to my grandmothers room.
Now, in my grandmothers room there's a huge walk in closet that is so full of clothing and boxes you can't even see the walls, or the floor. My sister and I jumped in the closet and buried ourself in the clothing and sat in the pitch blackness, with our backs to the wall, afraid to breath. Then I heard his voice ... "Monkeysee, where are you.. ?"
And I woke up.
We were all sitting around the living room, and the sun was beginning to set. It was a busy weekend, or a holiday because I could hear a lot of cars going by.. Now to explain this.. my grandmother has all this land but her house was only 30 feet? or so, plus a ditch away from the road. There is a grove of trees there that shield the house from the road, but there's a large opening where the driveway is, and most of the front of the house is exposed. So we were sitting there in silence listening to the cars go by, and enjoying the breeze that was moving through the house, the sun was setting and everything was kinda orange... it was really a beautiful summer evening.
Then out of no where, there was a crash sound coming from the hiway. I looked at my sister and she looked at me and we both ran to the window. We couldn't see the crash because it was on the other side of the trees, but we both leaned out the window listening, while my friend hovered behind us. Another car was tearing down the hiway and as soon as it disappeared behind the trees there was the crash noise again. We sat there and listened to crash after crash, the pile up stretched out until it was in front of the driveway.
Emergency vehicles came and the pile up stopped, all sorts of emergency workers were gathering around this certain group of cars that had crashed right in front of the driveway so we had a perfect view of what was going on. There was this horrible tension, it was like life or death for whoever was being pulled out of that car.. and every movement and jostle mattered.
This is when my friend ran out of the house, and was instantly next to the gathering of emergency workers, My 'friend' tossed an emergency worker through the air, and broke the neck of another. The body that was being removed from the car was shredded and thrown aside. There was blood everywhere, my 'friend' ripped out another person's throat with his teeth and then punched throgh someone's chest to remove their heart. This continued until everyone who was able to had fled and there was no more movement. Then, with blood smeared all over him he looked at the window where my sister and I had been sitting the whole time, and looked right into my eyes. I grabbed Julie and we bolted to my grandmothers room.
Now, in my grandmothers room there's a huge walk in closet that is so full of clothing and boxes you can't even see the walls, or the floor. My sister and I jumped in the closet and buried ourself in the clothing and sat in the pitch blackness, with our backs to the wall, afraid to breath. Then I heard his voice ... "Monkeysee, where are you.. ?"
And I woke up.
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