Dream 32: Royal Vampiress

I was in another time. It was almost 500 years or so ago. Victorian-era, I guess. I was dressed in royal clothing. I had a ruby necklace around my neck. My hair was done up. It was midnight, and there was a masquerade party going on in a basement-like area of the castle. It was done there so no light would come in no matter what. I noticed that everyone there, including me, was a vampire. I had fangs, as did everyone else. Everyone was royalty. Even the help. I was in love with a man who loved me in return. The castle we were in was stone and old. Red velvet fabric everywhere. Curtains and all. All I could think of was the man that I loved. Where was he? I was searching for him all over and still no sign. I walk by some men who were drunk and fooling around. One man pushed the other into a pool of water on the floor. The men just laughed. I finally found my love. We kissed and licked each others' fangs. I could feel the heat in my veins. It was like liquid fire. Passion and lust burning through me. We were heading to the bedroom. Once we arrived to the bedroom, we opened the door, and I woke up.

Dream 31: Not So Reel

It looks like an old time movie. A film reel rolling. You see the dust and dirt on the images as it plays. It's not black and white. It's sepia colored. Like a western movie. It's no western movie.

It's of a girl in a white nightgown. She's bound to a chair with white fabric. About 18 years old and petite. She looks around. She can't tell where she is but she knows there's someone there. Someone watching. The room is dark all except for the tiny light from the half-painted window. All I see is her face, and she's afraid. Tears forming in her eyes. She knows she probably won't survive.

She hears the sound of a saw running outside. Something moves in the dark corner of the room. She feels herself being pushed off the edge. The white fabric snags on the ledge as she falls. She's just hanging there. Praying for someone to save her. The floor below her disappears and that's when she hears him behind her up on the ledge. He just smiles as he rips the cloth, freeing her, and watching as she falls to her death screaming.

Dream 30: The Artist

He welcomed us into his world. He wanted to show us his works of art. It was a storage facility in the middle of nowhere. He opened the door and the room was dark. We walked in as he shut the door. He finally flipped a switch lighting up each of the glass displays. They were big enough to be bedrooms.

In each display was a person. Not just any normal person. They were people who he experimented on. One woman I remember particularly. She was naked. She had beautiful long brown hair but the right side of her face was sewn to her right shoulder. The inside part of her arms were sewn to her sides. Her left leg was bent at the knee and crossed behind her right leg at the back of her other knee where it was sewn together.

The man just looked at the people in awe. He was so happy. He walked along the room in front of each display admiring each "piece of art".

I wanted to cry just seeing all of these people like this. The woman who came with me spoke up.

She said, "How could you do this to these people? What makes you think that this is art? This is torture! You're a fucking psycho!"

He just turned and looked at her. All I saw was the knife he had in his hand. With one quick slice of that knife he cut across her entire stomach. Everything just started falling out of her. She started to fall back, and I caught her. I held her as she took her last breath.

He looked at me, and I was scared. I thought I was next. He then leaned over the woman in my lap. He was admiring her wondering how he could use her in his next piece.

Dream 29: Werewolf Attack II

I was in a clearing. A meadow somewhere in the middle of the woods. I hear a loud thumping. A heartbeat. I hear them rustling the leaves while running a perimeter around me in the woods. I hear every footstep. I concentrate, waiting for them to attack. I get into a crouch, anticipating their attack ready to fight back for when they do I'll rip their throat out. They are loud heavy footsteps. Getting louder and closer. Then I wake up.

Dream 28: Werewolf Attack

I was running through the woods. Someone was chasing me. We were both moving at lightning fast speed. I turned around to see if he was still there. He pounced on me pinning me to the ground on my back, and he growled in my face. I remember laying on the road in front of a house that looked familiar. I've never been there before. Then I woke up.

Dream 27: My Demonic Angel

The world was destroyed. Just a small chunk of it left. The rest was broken off through the years. It's been decades after and the world has shifted in the solar system. All that's left are a few people, counting me, and other creatures people never even knew about.

I walked into my room. It was in a huge cave with other rooms. You could feel the heat from the center of the cave. I guess it was like a volcano but not active, and not as hot.

There was a guy laying on my bed. He was thin but muscular. About 6 feet tall with short brown hair and pale blue eyes with a darker blue around the edges. It was almost like he was two people because right down the center of his body his skin tone split into two different colors. The right half was a normal white skin tone. The left side of his body was like an overlay of red. The red side of his body had a red wing with bright orange hues, almost like fire. The white side of his body had a silver wing with blue hues, almost like ice. He had vampire fangs but he wasn't considered a vampire. He also had small black horns that swirled on his forehead.

He stood up when I entered the room and we talked. I don't remember what we said. I think it was something about me liking him but I couldn't because it wasn't safe. I don't know. He moved closer to me like he couldn't resist it. I remember him saying, "Damn you, girl." Then he pulled me to him and kissed me for a long time. My blood boiled from being so close to him, like I was kissing fire. I felt the fire burning beneath my skin, surging through my entire body.

Then I woke up.

Dream 26: Stone Ruins

I was in a city. Stone ruins. Kinda reminded me of Egypt or Mayan cities. I was looking around, discovering things, like an archaeologist. I was in a stone tunnel just under the surface of the city. I heard something coming, something big. I saw these creatures, reminded of a lycan but it wasn't a werewolf. Not sure what they were. They were 8 feet, big feet and hands,and flat faces with almost no nose at all. The had a greyish black skin and walked like a monkey would. They ran like cheetahs. I saw them running after me and I ran. The wall caved in up on one side and the sunlight had shone through. I fell and they wouldn't come near me because of the light. I escaped through the hole and woke up.