Friday and Saturday night I drank. A lot. Saturday I was pretty sleep deprived and hungover, but decided to drink more with a friend. I got home late, slept for about five hours and spent Sunday trying to rehydrate myself. I had the shakes for most of the day, so at 9 p.m. I decided to hit the hay early.
I dreamt some pretty awful dreams. I watched a horse get skinned alive by some weird circulating saw. I watched a bunch of people raid a dead person's house and steal all of her clothes to sell. I also dreamed that I was stuck in a crumbling basement with my little brother while an earthquake was shaking the place apart. Obviously, I had restless sleep, and it is a strange thing for me to remember this many "dreams" or to have them so scary. This isn't even the craziest part.
At about 5:30 a.m. my eyes snapped open. I actually HEARD someone in my hallway, whispering loudly about "crackers and crumbs". There was no doubt, whatsoever, that someone was in the hallway - and I could tell they were low to the ground (on their hands and knees). I was absolutely terrified. My heart starting pounding, and I was basically paralyzed from the fear. After about five minutes of not hearing anything more, I tried to think my way through it. I thought, and this made sense at the time, "i can probably just hear things from beyond this world. it is probably my cousin (who just died) and my third ear can hear it." I then realized that this made absolutely no sense, and that I didn't even have a third ear. After about ten minutes, decided to get up and check the house. I found nothing. My roommate got up to see what the h**l I was doing, and assured me it was just a dream - but it wasn't! The weird thing is that I was awake the whole time, even though the things I heard and told myself made no sense.
Do you think this was in relation to the drinking/sleep deprivation?
Any thoughts/info would be appreciated.
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