Last night's dream was a doozy.
I had moved to some small village setting. You know, everyone knows each other; small, family-owned businesses; and you could walk from one end of the small village to the other in a day. Of course, I had heard rumors it was haunted (hahah, YES, another ghost dream - but more vulgar). A friend, his dog and I decided to check out this old house after stopping by the book store and whatnot to talk to people.
The abandoned house had has its upkeep, someone was looking after it. It was two-stories. As we walk in, we leave the front door open.
The dog takes off, whimpering, and I unexpectedly become the guy friend who's walking down this hallway, alone. He thinks he's looking in a mirror when the ghost appears to be just like him. The 'ghost' says, 'Hello,' and stabs him in the shoulder.
(OOH, UNEXPECTED!)
My friend, crippled, stumbled away, hand clutching shoulder, blood bee-lining his way back to where I was, the living room. I take one look at him and silently scream. I'm still at the front door, the dog beside me, whimpering and growling. My friend groans, his eyes look into mine and as soon as they do his head rolls off the ghost is laughing.
I make for the door, but the ghost closes it and starts walking toward me. I'm fumbling for the lock, desperately attempting to squeeze the lock out just a bit so I could shove the door open. After five or six tries and the ghost nearly an arm's length away, I do. I fall out into the yard, dog at the front door, staring at me, wondering what to do. It wants to protect my dead guy friend, but it also wants to leave.
I continue to holler for it, wanting it to follow me. He would whimper, go and then decided to stay with his master. I even got on the ground, begging for the dog, but it didn't look back and that's when the door closed.
My dream flashed and I have my dead friend's headless body in a wheelbarrow. The dog is nowhere to be seen.
People are coming out the buildings and homes to look.
I remember my headless friend standing up, I gasp and he gestures to look around. I hear a voice and one of the guys standing beside my friend say, 'He's headless, of course he couldn't see us!'
Everyone laughs and then disperses.
Weird and awkward.
That's when I woke up from that one.
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