Nightmare #252 – Drowned, Shot or Forever a Fish
“…It wasn’t really alive, not really a creature on its own…”
Nightmare #183 – The Drowning Tower
(Male, 30′s) Strange dream. It wasn’t exactly a nightmare until the very end.
I was entirely submerged in the long tower that was completely filled with water. The tower was probably four foot in diameter and made of brick. It felt sort of like a chimney, except of course it was filled with water. It wasn’t cold and I was able to float up and down the height of the tower pretty effortlessly. I was also able to breath somehow, not like through breathing gear but more like I could just breath water, like it wasn’t any thing strange.
Then there were items that fell down the tower and landed on the surface of the water. Everything floated for some reason. I remember there being books and shirts, t-shirts and button down shirts, and at least one pair of jeans… I thought that maybe I should investigate what else was up there because for one thing I wasn’t wearing any clothes and maybe some of these clothes might fit me. So I swam to the top of the tower and reached my hands up into all the stuff that had fallen on the water surface.
Then I felt things crawling on my hands and arms. The bony, claw-like fingers of a rat, of several rats. There were rats mixed in with all the stuff. And somehow I now was trapped. I couldn’t swim down to the bottom of the tower anymore. I was trapped up at the top with the rats.
Movies: Mist Monsters!
Lovely work here. These are clips of a sea monster projected on water mist. Very, very effective even with Youtube video quality. Sony created the beast to promote the movie “Water Horse: Legend of the Deep” though honestly, to my eyes, the promotion looks WA-A-Y cooler than the movie. Am I the only one who things something like this should have been done for “Cloverfield?”
Nightmare #57 – Deformed Mermaid
(Male) This isn’t so much a dream because I can’t remember the whole dream but just one image:
Everything was deep blue and grey, like a foggy day on the ocean. There were long swirls of kelp that were a dark blue-green. And swimming among the waves and the kelp was a mermaid, a half fish – half woman with long flowing black hair that glistened from the water. She pulled herself out of the water to rest for a moment. The Mermaid didn’t seem to know I was there or perhaps she didn’t care. I was so close I could reach out and touch her shoulder but I didn’t want to startle her so I called out to her gently. She turned her head and I could see that she had no face. Literally, everything between her chin and her forehead was gone, even the bone was missing. It looked like a shark or something had taken a bite out of the front of her head. The front of her teeth were missing, revealing a gaping throat; there were empty socket that might have been where her eyes were or perhaps they were the sinus cavities behind her eyes. The Mermaid wasn’t bleeding or in any obvious pain but I couldn’t imagine how she could still be alive after such trauma.
