Here's my little intro: my brother, named Andy - dies in this dream. It's gruesome, indeed. Graphic content in this post is little more than 6/10, I'll say 6.5/10. So, without further delay - here's my second bad dream! I don't know why I'm so excited about this.
I was asleep in my room, and woke up to the sound of a little girl crying, and somebody screaming. I knew the sound of the scream, and it belonged to my brother, Andy. I walked to Andy's room and through the cracks in the door, I saw a purple light.
I opened the door to a purple and green swirl of colors and wind, with the epicenter of the storm being a woman. The woman had frizzy black hair, and eyes open wide. She had small, beady eyes, and they were staring right at me. She was crying blood, and her cry grew louder into a scream when I opened the door.
This woman was holding a bloody knife, and was standing on top of Andy, who was screaming and bleeding, and turning into a lifeless and wrinkled shell right before my eyes.
She yelled something I couldn't understand, and in the blink of an eye, she was in front of me. In her open eyes I saw myself dead, with her standing on top of me. I saw the words "We've been expecting you", then I woke up.
This post was worse than the last one you all read. Maybe it was a "you had to be there moment" for those who think it was more of a mild nightmare...
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