16 Aug 2024
Dream
I once dreamed that I was lying on my bed, holding my iPad in my hand while i downloaded a new horror game. I didn’t think much of it because it didn’t seem that scary. Once when I started the game, suddenly I was IN the game. And supposedly someone’s going to die each day in your group—my group was my class in Highschool. I met with my friends and we walked around the big building which seemed like a huge hotel. It also had a big garden with a small park, a few tables where you could eat and a stage. We kept looking around talking with each other what this all might be.
There were little kids playing in the park, but there was one specific kid with blond and blue eyes that looked at us with almost no expression—it looked scary. My friend made a joke and insulted the little kid, as usual while I also said something about the little kid. We walked around and saw a small cabin where the little kids could play. I walked inside and looked around until I spotted something on the wooden wall, something in graffiti that said, “If your blood is dry, you will die.” I joked around and me and my two friends laughed about it because it sounded ridiculous and didn’t even make any sense. We walked out and went towards the tables that were sorted right in front of the stage. My other classmates made their way to the tables and sat down, I was also going to sit next to my friends until I spotted the weird kid from earlier getting closer to me. I watched him from the corner of my eyes, wondering what he might be doing. Once I fully turned around I noticed that the kid was looking at a boy from my group. I thought to myself, “what is happening? Is he going to do something..?” I got anxious because I realised this game is all about surviving. But then, the boy from my group sat down and the little kid turned his gaze towards me. It sent shivers down my spine and suddenly he approached to me, slowly. My eyes shifted down to his hand that was swinging something, it seemed like a red string in where a razor blade is attached to. I made me even more scared. I backed up and looked at the little boy in confusion. “Am I going to die?” Was what I kept asking to myself in my head. I backed up and backed up until I was on the stage. Suddenly the little kid aimed at my leg a sliced the razor blade through my flesh. At first I didn’t feel anything because of the shock but later it started to burn like hell. I grimaced and groaned in pain, trying to move away but he kept aiming at my leg until I fell down. Once I was lying on the floor, all helpless, he swung the string and let the blade slice through my arm, over and over until my the whole side of my body was covered in cuts. I started to cry in pain, my whole body was burning in agony. I tried to crawl away until the little boy started to talk, he said he would change the blade into a men’s razor blade—a much bigger one. I got even more scared and tried my best to crawl away from him until he leaned down and grabbed my wrist. He took the blade and cut my wrist open, the whole blood was flooding out like a waterfall. After that, I woke up.
I have never felt so much pain in my life despite it being a dream.
