Dreaming of Darkness

I was planning on writing about another Quiet blog I found and my adventures in the basement of Frye Commons, but I think I have something more important. I had a nightmare last night. I only say it's important because I haven’t had a nightmare since I was six, so I think it may be significant.

Have you ever dreamt of darkness? It happens to me quite often actually. I’ll just be suspended in darkness, not feeling, hearing, or seeing anything. It’s like I’m seeing the inside of my mind. I have no body, I’m just… there. This dream was kind of like that, but there were voices this time. Two, actually. A man and a woman. I had no idea what was happening, but I could tell it was important and I felt the need to stop something. I didn’t know what, at first.

The woman’s voice was saying something along the lines of “come with me.” She seemed to have an outstretched arm but… not. She wasn’t really there. Dream logic and all that. In response the man said that he couldn’t. He said she was dead. Then the woman said that he was dead too. She said that we all were dead. She said it would be easier if he just followed her.

And then I realized what I needed to stop. I needed the man to stay here, to stay away from the woman. The problem was that I couldn’t speak or move or do anything. I had no body to do anything with. I tried thinking at him, telepathically telling him to stay. It didn’t work. I could sense that he was taking the woman’s not-hand. And then I could sense that they were gone. But before they vanished, I heard them both whisper something.

“The Quiet claims us all.”

Now that I go over it while I’m awake, I don’t really understand what about that dream scared me so much. I was terrified when I was asleep though. At first I thought it was just the result of my current obsession with the Quiet, but the more I think about it and go over it, the more I think that the voices were Marianne and Niel. I keep thinking that maybe this was less of a dream and more of a memory. That last line is so cheesy though. Too cheesy to be real.

Yeah. I’m going to stick with that.

 I think I’m going to stop looking into the Quiet for a bit and see if I stop freaking out… Maybe I’ll look into the Cold Boy.