Pulling me in

Right, so it seems my plans about posting my research have pretty much gone down the drain. I haven’t been able to focus long enough, and I’ve been going out with Tallie every time I get the chance now.

I had another nightmare last night.

I was lying in bed, about to get up, but something was stopping me. Voices started, not any that I recognized, millions of whispers floating around my head. Screaming at me. “Come with us.” They said, “It will be easier.” I tried to get up, but I couldn’t move. Boney hands sprang out of my bed and wrapped their fingers around my limbs. The more I struggled, the more came out. They gripped my arms and my legs and my neck, they dug into my sides and my forehead. They pulled me down as I writhed. They tried to pull me through the bed. They pulled down until they pulled through my flesh. They ripped me apart as they cried at me to come with them. I screamed and screamed until my throat was crushed and they pulled and pulled until I was a mess of blood and bones.

I don’t know how I was alive through all of that. More dream logic. I’ve begun to research how to stop nightmares instead of the Fears, now.