Good evening everyone...
I started writing this early because I had a very trippy and somewhat frightening dream last night... Normally, I wouldn't really SHARE these kinds.. But this was the first one like this I've ever had and I'm hoping it's the last! Sadly I had to do real life things before I could wrap it up this morning but after finally getting a chance to SIT DOWN and TYPE, I was able to finish it! Ok, enough blabbing... Let's get to it...
***Dream Sequence Starting Now***
I walk into a coffee shop and sit at the counter. I am not someone who usually visits coffee shops (since I don't drink coffee..) but this one was intriguing to me because it had all kinds of Halloween decorations outside and had a sweet sign saying "Come on in, if you dare... Come on in for a hellish scare!" How could I NOT go in and at least check out this "scare". So I go inside.. When I first go in, I see gobs of chunky spider webs strung up along the walls and ceiling. They are complete with hand sized spiders and other various insects. Not scary... There was a goblin statue taller than me standing behind the counter in the corner... Pretty cool.. but not scary.. I look around at the other store bought typical decorations and decide that the "hellish scare" sign was just a rouse to get me in the door to buy some damn coffee... Disappointed, I sit on one of the overly tall spinning stools at the counter. A man who was about 4'8" or so came waddling out from a set of doors behind the counter I hadn't noticed until then. He grunted as he scaled up what I assumed to be a foot stool of some kind. Then after a few huffs and puffs he was eye level with me. "Hey there sweetie! What can I get ya?" To humor him a little, I pretended to gaze up at the menu trying to figure out what I wanted. "Take your time. We've had some uh... changes so it might take a minute to find the perfect concoction." He was now rifling through some bins under the counter while he spoke. I started to say "Actually, I think I'll be..." Before I could finish my sentence telling him I was about to leave, I actually READ some of the things up on the big menu board. "Connie's left eye cocktail", "Menards musky melon juice", "Grizelda's gory cocoa" and other similar "spooky" simulated names littered the board. It reminded me of the Halloween decorations I would put in my kitchen around this time of the year. I chuckled a little as I kept reading. I swear I had been turned toward the door when I was talking to him but now I found myself facing the counter with both feet up on the rung of the stool like I had never planned to leave at all. The guy appeared from beneath the counter once more and leaned on one arm while he asked "I think I know what you need.. You uh, you're not scared by any of THIS are ya?" He asked while motioning to the decorations. "Not really... No." I said with a hint of a smile. "Yup, I know what you need. It's brand new, not even on the board yet! You'll love it!" He hopped off his little stool and darted through the doors behind him. While debating whether or not I should stay or go, I glanced around and noticed something very weird for a coffee shop in the middle of the day... I was the ONLY customer. I looked out the front windows by the door and it looked like it was the middle of the night! "Window tint... good one.." I thought as I spun back to the counter. I figured the guy must've been bored and was happy to have SOMEONE in the shop so I decided I would stay and see what this grand concoction was. As my swivel back to the counter came to a stop, I was startled to see the guy already standing eye to eye with me. He hadn't been gone that long at all and I never heard him come back! He was holding a frothy drink that was green on top and looked black on the bottom. It even seemed to have a little bit of a fog rolling off the top. Ok, it was a very cool looking drink and I'm sure it was just a colored type of coffee or cappuccino. "What kind of drink is this? I only ask because I don't really drink coffee... At all.." His smile widened a little further than what I thought it could.. It made him almost look not real. "It IS your lucky day then! This here isn't coffee. It actually tastes like Pepsi with cool spooky colors. You look like a soda girl." I didn't like coffee but I LOVED Pepsi.. How did he know that? That small voice in the back of my mind was saying "Why are you still sitting here? Have you ever seen Pepsi look like that? NO!" Even if that was true, it was so entrancing to watch the rolling smoke overflow off the side of the glass. He placed it in front of me and slowly slid it in my direction before plopping a straw right in the middle of it. I looked it over again and then, who knows why, smelled it before finally taking a sip. It was Pepsi. And it was good. Really good! I kept drinking it. I had this sudden feeling that I hadn't had a drink in a week! Half the glass was gone before I stopped and looked at the guy. He was laughing as his face started to change... His ears grew pointy and didn't stop growing until they reached past his head. His nose, though it was quite big already, started to grow away from his face. Patches of hair sprouted from his ears, forehead and around his cheeks and chin. His mouth widened even more and was filled with chunky rotted teeth. "Now you've done it.." the little voice in my head was saying. I stared at the creatures giant yellow eyes as he leaned down to me from his new height. "If you think this is scary, you ain't seen nothing yet sweetie." His breath smelled like vomit and eggs.. Not a combination you want in your face. I spun the stool around and put my left foot down on the ground. When I put my weight on it to step down, I heard glass shatter and suddenly had the urge to scream. I looked down at my foot as I was laying on the floor somehow. There was a giant pool of blood and shards of broken glass sticking out of my skin. There was a rush of mind numbing pain shooting up my left leg. The glass was coming OUT of my foot and leg... Somehow... "The bones in that foot there are now made of glass, well, busted glass now!" Said the thing behind the counter who was laughing and grabbing at his sides. Glass bones? What the hell was happening? I reached my hand into my purse in an attempt to grab my phone and call the cops. Once my right hand was concealed in the bag, the top of it scrunched around me. I tried to pull my hand free of the somehow faulty purse but nothing was happening! Then I started to feel something cool touch my skin. Cool.. and sharp. Very sharp. A blade! Something inside the bag was slicing at my wrist with a blade! It started to move faster and faster all while I'm screaming and frantically trying to get it off. By the time it dropped to the floor, I was ready to pass out. Black waves came over me and before I was out, I looked down my right arm and noticed more blood freely flowing. It was coming from where my right hand no longer was...
I woke up and to my amazement I was no longer in the coffee shop of horror. I was in a hospital. A clean white room with black baseboards lining the walls. There was a shiny silver lamp on the table next to me that looked brand new. There were no posters or anything on the walls but there were medical cabinets. In the corner was a small counter with a built in sink. "How did I get here.." I wondered. All of a sudden, my head was pounding and I felt very nauseous. Remembering my previous encounter, I started gasping as I looked at my right arm. There was no bandage... No blood.. And my hand was there. What the... I moved it up and down, squeezed the air, wiggled my fingers. Yeah, it was definitely there. There were no scars, scrapes or anything confirming it was ever gone in the first place. "So why am I here then? Oh my god, my foot!" I looked down expecting to still see shards of glass and was more alarmed when I saw nothing. Nothing but my ordinary leg and foot. Scared about the glass I was told about, I slowly wiggled my toes... Ok, nothing not normal there... "Was it a dream? No... No way." I fall back into the pillow behind and sigh with relief. "I'm ok!" I say to myself as I exhale. "But if I'm ok... why am I in a hospital? Who brought me here...?" Then I started looking around... With one blink the room had transformed into a horrific scene from a torture film. On the counter where there USED to be a sink, there was now just the counter filled with jagged rusty blades and tools I'd never seen before. The table next to me was nothing more than a giant tree stump stacked with duct tape, rope, chains and other bounding materials like fishing line and razor wire. I had to get out! I blinked again and as if some twisted dark magic had swept over me, I was bound to the hospital bed by plastic ties on my wrists and ankles. "HOW?!?" was being screamed inside my head. I started gasping for air and the bigger breaths I tried to take, the less air I seemed to be taking in. I tried to scream for some kind of help and instead only choked out small pitiful little screeches. Then I heard something that made my skin crawl... It was the sound of metal slowly scraping across concrete like it was being dragged. It was down the hall from me and my psychotic red room and it was coming toward me! I squeezed my eyes shut and tried to blink away everything but sadly, nothing happened except the sound growing louder with each passing second. I tried to pull and twist my hands out of the ties but all I achieved were major burns and the start of peeling skin on my wrists. I dropped my head on my chest and started crying even more than I had been. My tears felt hot and burned my skin. Seriously burned! I leaned as close to my arm as I could and watched a tear fall on it. When it did I knew that what was happening wasn't going to end well... My tear sizzled on my flesh as it made it's own little trail off my arm... I was crying acid... My face and arm felt like they were on fire which only made me cry that much more. I tried to stop and ended up screaming while trying to tilt my head as far back as I could. It seemed like ten minutes had gone by before I realized that I wasn't hearing the noise anymore. If I couldn't hear it... Could IT be hearing me? Was it standing right outside? What was IT anyway?!? I swallowed what little air I could before I squeezed my eyes shut trying to stop the tears completely. While they were closed I heard a loud creaking noise... The door.. Something or someone was coming in the door. "Don't look." The small voice was back again. "Keep them closed and whatever you do... Do NOT look!" The most morbid parts of me wanted to peek, especially since I KNEW there was all of that stuff around me that could mutilate and kill me. Another slow squeaking noise and then a click. The door was slowly being closed... I waited for any sign of life to hit my ears next but nothing came... No foot steps, no breathing... just.. Nothing. "Don't do it... It's a trick. You KNOW it's there. I can't tell you what it is... but you can't open your eyes.. Please don't look!" The voice had gone from demanding to sincerely scared sounding. Almost like the voice was someone who was looking out of me and could see exactly what was going on. Though it was hard to keep them squeezed together, that's exactly what I did. It felt like forever had passed before I started hearing a high pitched laughing coming from beside my bed. It reminded me of a scary movie I had seen as a kid. That's the kind of noise the character would hear right before they were dragged away or chopped into pieces! I didn't open them. The laughter continued and was accompanied by what sounded like an old dentist drill. "DON'T!" I heard in my head as I started to feel the sting of fresh acid tears coming on. I kept them closed and pressed my lips together to stop myself from screaming. I was scared. Not scared, terrified! The room started to shake. I could hear clanging and banging noises from things falling off of the shelf and walls. The laughter and drill were still going only now they were right next my head. I could smell the rusty scent of a blade as it spun just under my nose and felt the hot breath of whatever was laughing. Unable to stop myself I screamed and as I did, the blade that was spinning spun right into the side of my mouth slicing my cheek wide open. Though I didn't think it possible, the laughing grew even more shrill and close as blood poured down my face and neck. It was like that was what it liked to see. Tears fell through my closed eyes as I continued to scream and started to thrash around. Then the laughing stopped. I could feel myself slipping away. Feeling was leaving my hands.. then arms.. down my body.. My head dropped. There was only darkness around me... When I woke up, it was daylight. I was outside in the sun and there were people walking by. I was sitting on a bench. Again, remembering the horrific details of what I thought had just happened, I looked at my wrists then felt my face. "Holy shit!" I mutter. Nothing was wrong. AGAIN! I was starting to think I was in a constant loop of horror. I got up and started walking. I felt so thirsty. I looked around at the shops in search of something, ANYTHING to drink. Shoe store... pet store... Perfect! A coffee shop! It wasn't until I reached the door when I noticed it was the original shop I first walked into that made all of this crazy stuff happen! I backed away and was stopped by something. I turned to see what it was and it was a man. A tall, thin man with stringy hair, long fingers, pasty skin, dark eyes and wearing all black. He looked down at me and said "Let's go inside for a drink. I know you're thirsty." I started panting as my heart started racing. My eyes darted around to find someone to help me. The people who were walking around me previously were now frozen in various positions. It was like someone hit Pause on the world and only me and this freak talking to me were able to move. "I said let's go!" By the time the word "go" left his mouth, it had turned into a shrill, high pitched sound. Before I could say anything, the thing had his hands on my shoulders and was quickly walking me backwards right towards the coffee shop. He pushed me right through the glass door leaving shards on the floor and in my back. I was trying to wriggle out of his grasp but he pushed me with no resistance whatsoever. He stopped when I was right next to the spinning seat. He lifted me by the shoulders up to sit down in the exact same seat I had sat in the first time with the man/goblin creature. I felt a cold clamp go around both of my ankles holding me in place. "Why?!? How do I make this STOP!!!!????" I slammed my head down on the counter and kept doing it until I felt a big aching split.. Surprisingly... darkness... When I came to I had my head laying on the counter of the coffee shop. I started panicking until I looked up and saw the original man behind the counter. He was down a few seats serving coffee to an older couple. Before I attempted to make sense of anything I looked around again. There were people. The decorations were the same and the names of the drinks were still printed to look spooky for the holiday. "Hey there sweetie! I didn't know if you were going to wake up or not!" I looked at him uneasy waiting for the next transformation to happen. Anything could happen at this point! The older couple could really be snake people ready to sink fangs into me, the decorations could come to life and destroy me or again, the man could turn into the creature he was and do away with me. I felt exhausted. I saw a knife on the other side of his hand he was leaning on as he spoke to me. "Are you alright Miss? Or was that TOO scary?" He winked as he said the last part... "What did you do to me? What did you GIVE me?!" He looked shocked as I accused him. "You came in, ordered a Halloween Pepsi and when I went to put out the pastries from the oven I guess you fell asleep right there at the counter. You were still breathing so I figured you were ok. Should I call someone for you?" I looked at the drink next to me, it was almost empty. I smelled the liquid and it still smelled like Pepsi. By now the whole room had stopped their conversations and were looking at me. "What did you mean when you said "too scary" then?" I snapped. "The boss ordered special cups that makes it look like fog is pouring out of the drink but it's actually from the cup.. Then there's the ambience music playing. Some kids find it scary... I said it as a joke to be honest." His face looked like he was actually concerned and confused. I didn't even hear music until I actually started to listen... The sounds playing were like what you would hear when walking through a haunted house... Breaking glass... ghoulish noises... scraping metal... high pitched laughing... spinning blades... among other things... "Oh my god..." It all felt so real... "What's with the scare sign out front?" The man snorted a little. "My daughter loves Halloween and thought it would be clever to put a little spooky rhyme on the board to get people in here. She even brought in all these decorations and helped name the drinks. She said it was the most chilling coffee place around and we've had several compliments." I looked at him pleading with my eyes. I just wanted him to say that he was in fact a goblin and even though there were no signs, I had ACTUALLY gone through all of that stuff. "I'm sorry if you don't like it Miss. The Pepsi is on the house and if there's anything I can get for you or if you want me to call someone, you just say the word." I wanted to fall to the floor and cry.. I felt crazy. So I ordered a Pepsi, fell asleep and associated the music in the background with some horrific twisted nightmares.... I couldn't say anything else to him. I nodded as if he just knew what I was thinking and I walked toward the door. "Have a great day sweetie!" He yelled behind me. As I pushed the door open, I glanced back over my shoulder and standing there behind the counter leaning on his hands was the tall, disgusting creature. I gasped as he hopped the counter charging right at me with outstretched hands and then......
Then I woke up. Like ME in REAL life woke up. Isn't that something? What the hell kind of crappy dream cycle was THAT??? It was a trip anyway. I'll admit that I stayed in my bed for a few minutes and looked around before I deemed it safe to get up... I don't know if it was a snack gone wrong or the Pepsi I drank with my dinner... Either way... IT WAS A CRAZY ONE! If only you could jump inside my head to actually SEE what I saw... Since you cannot do such a thing, I'm hoping that I was able to convey some twisted pictures in your mind with my words. It would never be the same and yet... CREEPY! Here's to a boring, hopefully dreamless night... Sleep tight everyone!!! -Super Mom
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