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They Followed Me Out
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Some dreams are meant to come true,. But what do you do when your nightmare comes true? Do run the opposite way or face your fears? Now normally I would say face them under any normal circumstances. When i say normal i mean within the scope of the physical laws that bind our reality. However what is happening to me is not within the bounds of reality or within the scope of anything even resembling normalcy. It started about three weeks ago. I started to have this recurring nightmare. It always started the same. I opened my eyes to find that i was within a chamber in what seemed to be catacombs of sorts. Bones and skulls lined the walls and was dimly lit by torches that werent at all random but very sparse. There was a long stone roofed tunnel stretching out before me, the torches being evenly spaced far enough apart to leave lengthy spaces totally devoid of light. If i were a betting man i would say the dark spaces in between each torch was around forty feet. I noticed two things as I came about in this place. Immediately i felt absolute and unequivocal terror. A dread primal and urgent. Second i noticed the remains lining the walls of this room and the tunnel before me were not human. They were larger and some of the skulls had horns and others large jaws lined with three to five rows of sharp teeth, some like that of sharks and some needle like and long. Also most of them had more than the standard two orbital sockets and the nasal cavities ranged in position from lower jaw to the forehead and some had no nasal cavity at all. One even had what looked to be large mandibles with pincers like an insect, but one possibly with an endo-skeliton rather than an exo-skeliton. I would stand and listen for any noise. Any at all. Silence, dreadful silence is all i was met with. I didnt want to move for fear of making myself known to some abomination akin to those that the remains belonged. However something in my head told me that i had to move and not knowing how exactly i came to this place was no help either. So i reluctantly and quietly as i could took the first step, and then another, and another. Soon i was moving at a pretty good pace wanting to just let the fear take over and run, but held myself back because well.... prey runs. That is exactly what i felt like in that place. Prey.
I look behind me and the room from which i started was no longer visible so i had obviously covered a good distance in a short time. The tunnel started to gradually curve to the right and the...
Some dreams are meant to come true,. But what do you do when your nightmare comes true? Do run the opposite way or face your fears? Now normally I would say face them under any normal circumstances. When i say normal i mean within the scope of the physical laws that bind our reality. However what is happening to me is not within the bounds of reality or within the scope of anything even resembling normalcy. It started about three weeks ago. I started to have this recurring nightmare. It always started the same. I opened my eyes to find that i was within a chamber in what seemed to be catacombs of sorts. Bones and skulls lined the walls and was dimly lit by torches that werent at all random but very sparse. There was a long stone roofed tunnel stretching out before me, the torches being evenly spaced far enough apart to leave lengthy spaces totally devoid of light. If i were a betting man i would say the dark spaces in between each torch was around forty feet. I noticed two things as I came about in this place. Immediately i felt absolute and unequivocal terror. A dread primal and urgent. Second i noticed the remains lining the walls of this room and the tunnel before me were not human. They were larger and some of the skulls had horns and others large jaws lined with three to five rows of sharp teeth, some like that of sharks and some needle like and long. Also most of them had more than the standard two orbital sockets and the nasal cavities ranged in position from lower jaw to the forehead and some had no nasal cavity at all. One even had what looked to be large mandibles with pincers like an insect, but one possibly with an endo-skeliton rather than an exo-skeliton. I would stand and listen for any noise. Any at all. Silence, dreadful silence is all i was met with. I didnt want to move for fear of making myself known to some abomination akin to those that the remains belonged. However something in my head told me that i had to move and not knowing how exactly i came to this place was no help either. So i reluctantly and quietly as i could took the first step, and then another, and another. Soon i was moving at a pretty good pace wanting to just let the fear take over and run, but held myself back because well.... prey runs. That is exactly what i felt like in that place. Prey.
I look behind me and the room from which i started was no longer visible so i had obviously covered a good distance in a short time. The tunnel started to gradually curve to the right and the...
