Neko

This was an overdue post for Last week. The days prior to that has indeed brought a terrifying series of sleeplessness. It might be medical in nature - caused by the unhealthy sleeping habits of night-shift CC employees, or a side-effect of insomnia or could be messages from my sub-conscious.

Monday morning - I dreamt I was alone in the elevator heading for the Penthouse, the top floor of our building. When the doors opened, there was total darkness, except for the faint light coming from the emergency stairs on the far left side of the floor. It silhouetted a big box full of junk things that I couldn’t really distinguish. Then I whispered without moving from my place, “are you there?” But not really pertaining to anyone. Then when there was no answer, I pressed the close button then tried to press the 16th floor.

But to my fright, the panel where all the buttons are placed kept on moving up and down so fast that I was unable to press any button. I was jumping, then bending, just to catch its movement and press the 16th floor! Or any floor for that matter!

I normally ignore these rumors but on that day, as scared as hell, the door of the elevator opened at the 12th floor! It was all dark, not even a light from the emergency stairs were on! And when it finally opened wide, I felt a big bump of heavy air crash to me! I screamed and screamed moving my hands and arms in a way as like preventing someone or something invisible from attacking me! Wake.

Writing this now even gives me the goosebumps! Coz after I composed myself when I woke up, I took a shower and saw on my arm a wound slashed to my skin and a black spot like that of a heavy object had hit me.

Tuesday morning (after the Monday night shift) - I dreamt I was piercing my own ear. I was facing a mirror but didn’t looked at my face, only at my ear. I was holding a shiny needle metal then as I closed my eyes, I penetrated the metal through my skin. I didn’t felt any pain. But strangely, I felt my cheek was compelled to move whenever I move the needle. When I opened my eyes I saw on the mirror that it has gone under my skin. It is indside my right cheek! calmly, I pulled the niddle slowly but it took some seconds for me to find out how long the niddle was. It was about 7 inches! But soon as I removed it from my skin, blood squirted out fast uncontrollably! Wake. I was aWaken by my own scream.

Wednesday - I intentionally came home late to prevent from falling asleep. Then I had a light sleep that lasted only less than 4 hours. So either I didn’t dream of anything or didn’t remember my dream when I woke up. Then went to work.

Thursday - I found myself in a yellowish house. Everything I see are in shades of yellow gold and brown. Then I realized I was holding a bottle of holy water. In front of me was a girl hanging from the ceiling. Half her body was stuck to the wall, half was on the ceiling. She was inverted in a way that her tangled long hair drifts almost over me. Her skin was pale, rotten and grotesque. Her white clothes soiled by mud, dirt and dried blood. She had an angry stare beaming to me, saliva dripping from her wide evil grin.

I then dashed her with the holy water, dashing non-stop while I was murmuring chants I am not familiar of. She screams and laughs like metal screeching by every drop of water to her skin, burning her and I smell rotten flesh oozing by the smoke. Suddenly she jumped to me! I felt her weight, felt her wet skin. She was so heavy, it was choking me. Wake.

I woke up sweating. The sun lighting my whole room. It was 4:00 in the afternoon. I never slept after that and waited for the time until I need to go to work.

Friday - I went to my colleague’s house after work. We talked about my strange dreams and let the time pass. I arrived home at around 2:00 thinking I won’t have to suffer those nightmares if I sleep short again.

I fell asleep thinking of not dreaming. Then I saw myself in my room with a bigger bed. Beside me was a male friend younger than me. He was asleep. By the floor I saw 2 other guys sleeping. Then one stood up, it was Mr. Bad News! He was calling me whispering that we should transfer to another room. I refused because I don’t want to wake up the others. And I saw that the other one sleeping beside him was My Moogie! Then he woke up and called to me. I followed him then we went to the other room while my arms wrapped around his right arm. Mr. Bad News got frustrated!

While Moogie and I were cuddling in a couch, Mr. Bad News suddenly burst out of my room! And tried to stab me! I saw his unspeakable empty stare that was all too familiar. His eyes darted to mine sending me chills to my spine! I felt my whole body numb and stiff. He tried to attack, but there were alot of people around. They all yelled and prevented him to move close to us. The mob blocked him and I was screaming with fright! Crying while my hands covered my face both from shame and sadness. Wake.

I woke up with tears in my eyes. I hugged my pillow so tight. Then I opened my radio and listened to the first CD I could get my hands on. I opened it real loud but I couldn’t hear the tune and the song. I just know that something was playing but I don’t understand. I was listening to emptiness while I stare to my blue ceiling until the sun has set.

Then I heard a knock to my door. It was time for me to get ready to go to work.

Weekend now just passed, and no nightmares yet. So far…

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photo credits: (in order of appearance)
+ “falling elevator” by Tsunami Notes
+ untitled by p.h.y
+ “crucified” by Confusedvision
+ untitled by Sasha Prince