When i was little i started playing with dream magic. I would practice controlling my dreams and actually being half asleep so that i could hear what others were saying around me as i slumbered. I got to the point where I could do anything... and i mean anything in my dreams. That is, Until one day i had the strangest dream... I was walking down the street of a small german town, smoking my dream cigarette. It was was drizzling so the stone streets were glistening at the light that the street lamps gave off. Suddenly i hear some footsteps like, sharp clacks on the cold hard pavement. I look up with astonishment, no one was supposed to be in my dream, as i see a woman in a black trench coat and a dark pink sash to tie it closed. the clacking came from her Black leather stileto boots. Well anyway she walked casualy down the side of the road as if just another night, maybe she was getting off of work. or coming home from a friends house... who knows. I watch her as she she becomes illuminated by distant lights further down the road. I could feel trouble, so i call to her, i tell her to come to me but she does not respond. I try to make it all dissapear but to no avail. suddenly the lights bring a large truck into view as they come ever closer... the truck stops... the girl turns to look, i could see the color of her hair, it was a light brown and she had a scarf over her mouth to keep the air warm. As if like a jet was flying closer i could hear two voices slowly creap into a load thick male german dialect. the girl begins to move back, obviosly prepairing to run... I Scream to her to get over to me but It was like i was not there. I take it into my own hands and run up to the truck and prepair to pull the Ofender from his truck... when i get to the window i see two men. One was bald and looked kinda like Mr.Clean with an attitude the other had a trucker hat and was noticably unbathed. I reach for the door to open it but my had just goes through. Then i hear it... the scream... I turn to look and the woman had dropped her bag and began to run... the truck did not hesitate to follow and thus began the game, the truck would reach her and stop inches away from her, the laughter of the two german men was thick, almost palpable. she had no choice but to run into a field where i followed behind trying to do somthing anything... she runs, the truck close behind... then she dissapears... i look down and notice that she had fallen into a mudpit and was struggling to her feet... The truck stops before her with brights blareing into her eyes... I decide to give it one more shot and lunge at the truck but i simply pass through as before... I panic... the men start to get out... i cant help but to scream, close my eyes and hope it would all just dissapear... I never have struggled so much to wake up. the sounds of screams eminated from darkness covered by thick laughter... then I wake up.
I havent had a dream that i could not controle before and was wondering if anyone knew what went wrong... I since stopped with the whole dream magic Since i started visiting Peoples dreams and unintentinally inviteing some strange being into my dreams. It had a leather face stitched with strands of hair and dark holes where his eyes should go... leather straps made his hair. he would not move fluid but in almost primative robotic motion. he seemed to skip in and out of space like a DVD when scratched on a certain sceane. He would dice up any person in my dream with a blinding speed of slashing leather straps. he was always after me... the time i decided to quit was more like a decision made for me. My grand mother came into my dream and told me that she was about to seal me. she said he was after me.. she said goodbye and touched my head and i awoke.... does anyone know what this being might have been what the dream b4 might have been? theres more to the leather guy... like how i think he found me but thats somthing else. does anyone know anything?
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