We start at a beautiful house amidst a sea of trees. I will not be the only one staying over, but I like everyone that will be there, so why not. That evening when Ethan is in bed we sit outside by the fire and talk about the discovery Melissa made.
Let’s do my name some justice. Dreams are a way of your brain to deal with things. I will give you a chance to analyse the one I woke up from. The characters have improvised names, created by an online generator, for better reading.
We start at a beautiful house amidst a sea of trees. It is made of stone, not those red bricks, but those nice grey/brown stones that have different sizes There is enough room for three or more families to live there, but when you drive up to it you think you see a nice small cottage. Because there is no one around for miles there is lots of room for children to play, which is a good thing, because a friend of mine lives there, and she has a little boy.
I will not be the only one staying over, but I like everyone that will be there, so why not. We have all been friends since we were kids, so I looked forward to seeing Patrick, Rafael and Vivian as well. Upon arrival I get a very warm welcome from Melissa and her six year old son Ethan. I am the first to arrive and happy to be there. The outside might look rustic, but once inside you forget you are in the middle of nowhere. It is quite a sight, all walls are white glass, the chairs are crème coloured leather with a metal base and the tables are made of glass. All cabinets are worked into the walls, so you barely notice them.
The kitchen is one of those family places with a high nut-brown counter with matching leather high chairs where everyone can sit and eat and a cooking area a professional would gladly use.
Every room in the house has its own style. Then there is the seating area you get to when you walk out of the kitchen door. Outside there is a nice place to lounge. Long standing lamps along the wall for when you need some extra light and a stone circle to make a ‘campfire’.
I love this house.
Melissa tells me she has discovered something. She is not sure what it is, but she would like to show me. There is something I should know first. What she is about to share should not be seen. She discovered that looking at it is dangerous, so I have to close my eyes. She found this ‘thing’ some time ago, but is not sure what it is.
I am excited, ‘show me already will you!’. We go into the living room. Melissa tells me to close my eyes while she gets a remote control and closes her eyes as well. One of the walls opens up. Behind it there is some sort of television screen. Even though my eyes are closed it is as if I have them open and am looking to a screen of static. Ethan walks into the room and sits on the ground in front of the screen, looking at it, not closing his eyes like his mum told him to. There is a wonderful melody coming from the screen and within the static, lines are visible, words and pictures alternate. I have no idea what it is I am seeing or hearing, but I feel more relaxed than ever.
After a while Melissa closes the wall and we open our eyes. “That is quite an experience” I say. She agrees and we talk about her discovery for a while.
After everyone else has arrived we have a great time together. We talk, we laugh, we eat, we relax. Ethan makes everyone laugh like only a kid can with stories and goofing around.
That evening when Ethan is in bed we sit outside by the fire and talk about the discovery Melissa made. We have all seen it and none of us has a clue as to what it could be. At one point I ask her if it is not dangerous to have something unknown in the house. We all start to agree that it might be dangerous and maybe it is not good for Ethan to be around it. After all if you can’t look at it, how well will Ethan listen to being told he should not. And what happens if you look? At that point one of the standing lamps falls down, taking some cables with it and creating loads of sparks from hot wires. I launch at the thing, find the button to turn it off and click it. The danger has passed. “What the hell has just happened?” Rafael wonders. Before we can respond however the lamp gets turned on again. “How is this possible, you just clicked the button did you not?” Vivian asks, “I did!” None of us know what tot think of this, but we all agree it is creepy. Patrick clicks the button once more and the lamp stops emitting sparks. We decide to go into the house.
We all think the same. Do not talk about how strange this is, gather your things and LEAVE THE HOUSE. So we all start gathering our stuff while talking about nonthreatening things like the weather. The house feels different now. The feeling of serenity has been taken over by the earie feeling of being watched from the shadows. While getting ready to leave we hear footsteps on the stairs. Ethan is standing there, tears in his eyes. “Are we leaving mummy? He does not want us to leave, we have to stay.” Now we know for sure none of us want to stay here a minute longer. Melissa grabs Ethan around the waist, we take wat we have at hand and we walk out of the door like he whole place is on fire. Light starts flickering, loud music starts playing, the whole house has just come to life. Outside I decide to call the police, but right before I press the button to light up my screen Rafael says: “You have been charging you phone in there have you not?” All of us look around, trying to figure what the others are thinking. I press the button, there is only static visible, a feeling of doom spreads through my body………
And at that point I woke up. I can tell you, the feeling of doom lingered even when I awoke. I tried hard not to think about anything, so I could remember as much as possible to share with you. I started out typing key words, so I could not forget the mayor points of the dream and I think it is typed up quite accurate, but putting on paper what I saw in my dreams is not easy, because the details leave my mind so soon. Still I hope you enjoyed my dream. Maybe you can figure out its meaning, if it has one. I am terrible at that kind of thing. I blame it on the books I read, the shows I watched and the alcohol I drank at a party yesterday (and no, I was not drunk, three glasses of red wine on an entire evening and enough food throughout the day). There is only one thing on my mind right now, I hope I don’t get trapped inside that house ever again, because it gave me the creeps.