𝓜𝐚𝐭𝒊𝒍𝒅𝐚 ❀ :
(TW GORE) I have had the exact same dream since I was five. In the dream it has adapted to my friends at the time, how my room looked like, my town, my family, and even what they were wearing at the time. The dream was always super realistic. It started off when I wake up in the middle of the night to unsusual barking in the middle of the night coming from outside, which was also the same as my dog’s bark, but he doesn’t sleep outside. I walk outside my room, through the hallway and into the lounge room, which looks into the back yard, to see my dog being whipped away by an odd looking hooded man. I then cry into the glass, screaming NO!!! GIVE HIM BACK!!!! which wakes up my dad. After explaining exerything, we then both get dressed and he takes us to our local gas station, to fill up the car, then to the local store to print some missing posters of the dog. While my dad is inside the store, printing posters, I am waiting in the car, and all of a sudden there is a strange, uncanny face resembling some sort of skin walker, yet not in animal skin, but human skin, with a rotting smell radiating of him. I then look around and there are people getting chased, m/rd3r3d, sl4sh3d, and sk1nn3d by other similar creatures, then I turn my head at the wrong time, to see my dad, walk outside of the shop, confused as a creature runs up to him and starts doing the same to him. I then slammed the gas pedal as fast as I could, then drove all the way home, being careful not to look behind me. After running into thd house, I wake up my mum and tell her immediately to get dressed and get in the car and that I would explain on the way, she agreed, hearing the panic and dread in the voice. Somehow, she knew where to find him. She parks the car and pulls up the handbrake in front of a weird alleyway she says “We can check in here” as we step outside the car, I feel a cold chill. We slowly and quietly walk down the alley way to come to a stop at a small yet dingy building. We enter the building carefully, whilst holding onto the hope that our family dog might still be alive, or even in here altogether. We look around and realise, this place used to be an old dog groomers (iconic)PT 2 ⬇
2025-10-02 08:49:46