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Showing posts with label killer. Show all posts
Showing posts with label killer. Show all posts

Saturday, December 16, 2017

Slasher

A Nightmare From The Past




At my childhood home in Middletown, Indiana. I see my brother-in-law, Chad, down the hallway. I say hello. He looks robotic. He hurries down the hallway and stabs me with a knife. He also carves out a piece of my flesh. I now have a baseball sized hole in my belly. I should be dead but I am not.

Chad has taken my cat, Tandy, and either killed it or given it away. He has then bought a new cat that looks like Tandy but replaced its claws with needles.

I see Leatherface in the hallway. I close the door and lock it. He's not trying to get into my room but I need to escape anyway. On the ceiling, there is a vent. I try to pull myself up into it but struggle to do so. Dream ends.

I wake up

Friday, May 26, 2017

Psycho Killers

Nightmare 5/26/2017



A group of students take a trip across the world to a foreign land. I am in this group.

While in this land, we come to a dead end road with an old, broken down house near the end. Those who live in this house greet us. They seem pleasant at first but quickly turn sinister. Some of the students who walk into the house find a shock near the back of the house when a large man with another face on his own chases them down with a chainsaw.

Somehow, myself and a handful of friends survive this hellscape and find our way across the ocean back home. When we arrive to our homeland, we are greeted by a group of people whom we don't know. Most of them are nice except four of them who are dressed in body bags. They don't speak, they just stare at us. I can't see their face outside the bag but I feel that I know them somehow. They are the killers from across the sea.

My friends and I run back to our families, who do not know we are alive. At this point it has been four years since we last saw them. We have been presumed dead for quite some time. Our families are in a giant outside play place, similar to the one you find in McDonald's. We run toward them and try to lose the psycho killers. Nightmare ends.

I wake up.

Wednesday, May 17, 2017

Monster 2

Nightmare 5/17/2017




There is a boy at my school who is the same age as me. Something is wrong with his brain. He is a little slower than most people. I come to find out that he once killed a person.

After school, I go over to the elementary building where my mom works. I have to wait for an hour for my mom to finish her work. While sitting in my mom's office, I see the boy with brain problems enter the office. At first, I am cautious and I talk with him, just a little, but then I realize that he is wildly dangerous. I run back to my mom's office and tell her that we have to go to the back room and call the police. We go to the back room. There is a window that separates the office from the back room. We can still see the boy.

I lock the door both on the doorknob, the deadbolt, and the chain lock, but the chain lock is flimsy, it probably won't do much good. The boy comes to the door and tries to get in. I remind my mom of how dangerous this situation is but she doesn't seem to understand. She keeps working. I think I see the boy holding a knife. We both try calling the police but neither of our phones has service. We move to the window in the room, trying to get just one or two bars. Eventually, the boy's mom comes in and calms the situation. Nightmare ends.

I wake up.

Wednesday, April 8, 2015

Monster

Nightmare 4/8/2015




My friends and I come to school on a Saturday.

     We hang out and play games together. Their is about ten of us. A guy from our school is here. We didn't invite him. We think he's weird. His name is Joe. He tries to hang out with us at times during the day and other times he wonders off by himself. Every once in a while we can hear him down the halls talking to himself.

     Joe walks into the room that we are hanging out in. He demands out attention. He tells us that at 6:00 PM he is going to murder every one of us. Then he exits the room. His statement surprises us but Joe's a weird guy, it's what you'd expect from a weird guy. As the day goes on, Joe reminds us several more times about our fate at six o'clock. We become uneasy about him. It wasn't just an offhanded comment, he really is going to do something. All of us try to leave the school but the doors won't budge. We try all of them. The windows won't open either. It's as if a spell has been cast over the school and we have no say in the matter.

     Six o'clock is approaching fast and we feel that we have to do something about Joe. We find a pair of handcuffs and throw them around Joe's wrists. I start to feel uncomfortable about the situation. Joe is too calm. It scares me. I make a call to my sister. She comes and opens one of the windows. I climb out. We leave the area. Many of the others call people and inform them of the situation. Lots of people come to the school but not before six o'clock happens.

     All I know is what I hear through the grapevine. Four people dead. Two of them were good friends of mine. Their bodies, unrecognizable. They didn't even look human when he was done with them. He did it with his mouth. Dream ends.

I wake up