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Showing posts with label texas chainsaw massacre. Show all posts
Showing posts with label texas chainsaw massacre. Show all posts

Monday, January 8, 2018

Leather

Dream 1.8.2017



I've bought a tiny, black hamster and brought it home to meet the family. I forgot to purchase a cage at the pet store, so I just let the little fur ball run around my room. I soon find this to be a mistake because it's hard to keep track of him. Also my cats seem a bit too interested. I decide to make a trip to the pet store to buy a cage.

Driving down a country road in Middletown, Indiana, I look out my car window and see a pick up football game taking place. I pull over and walk over to watch. It's my dad's company, but just the upper management. The ball flies over my direction. I pick it up and throw it back to one of the players. One of the team members throws a fit that I touched the ball and I am a nobody. Only upper management can touch the ball. I later hear through the grapevine that my dad, who is very high in the company, far higher than the weasel who threw a tantrum on the field, went off on the weasel for his fit and treating me with such disrespect.

Not far from the pickup football game is a house. In this house resides Leatherface, the chainsaw wielding mad man from The Texas Chainsaw Massacre. Several times I walk into his yard and every time he runs out of his house to chase me. One time, I notice him through an upstairs window. I try to climb the side of the house to spy but he catches me. Eventually, I recognize this as a bad situation and scram, but he notices my scramming and chases me anyway. Dream ends.

I wake up

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

Tuesday, September 19, 2017

My Father's Business

Dream 9/19/2017



My dad and his wife have built a business. It is unclear what the business is. I visit his work one day. I have to admit, his workplace is huge. It looks like a warehouse the size of an airport. My dad and I walk up to the top story which houses many bedrooms. In my mind, I wish I could live in one of these rooms. The floor beneath my feet is not stable. I fall through the floor boards but my dad catches me. He lowers me down to the next floor.

I am near a room where scientific experimentation is occurring. I haven't been told to stay away from that area but I feel that I should. I walk down escalators to a basement. In the basement is a large room where two teams have just finished a soccer match. I have a water bottle but then I don't. The bottle ended up on the other side of the room. I walk over there and pick it up but then I see several bottles. I walk over to a storage closet and find dozens of boxes of soda and water. This is where the company stores their beverages for parties and functions. I have the feeling that I stole something from my dad's business. I carry on.

I walk to another basement. This basement is much darker, colder and more unsettling. It's reminiscent of the basement in The Texas Chainsaw Massacre movie. Everything is disorderly and without purpose. I stand at the bottom of the stairs and drop some items from my hands. As I bend down to pick them up, my sister, Morgan, walks down the stairs. She sees that I am sad. She tries to comfort me. We talk about a man that works here named Jon. This basement is where Jon works but he is not here. We walk up the stairs. I walk through the workplace and see a man sitting in a cubicle. His name plate reads "Jon." 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.

Saturday, March 5, 2016

Deja Vu

Nightmare 3/4/16




A group of twenty to thirty people are having a get together in a house near the highway.

There is no road that connects the highway directly to the house. You must take a back road. The people gather. A monster is coming. Evil is coming. He is 11'7. The face he wears is not his own. He wields a rusty chainsaw. His fantasy is blood. I have deja vu. I know this feeling. I've been here before. I know he is coming. If I were to walk outside the house right now, I would see him trodding up the dirt road. I have to get out. I run out of the house and toward the highway. Cars drive up and down. I don't need a ride, I just need to get away. I run down the highway and never stop.

Later, I hear that the monster found the house. He killed everyone in it. Dream ends.

I wake up


(That same night, I'm not even kidding, my mom had the following dream.)


"We gather in our house. The family is all here. A monster is coming. He has blades for fingers. He wants to murder us. The second oldest nephew, Owen, somehow gets outside the house and runs. We have to get him before the monster does. We chase after Owen. The monster keeps coming." Dream ends.