| KainAsylum ( @ 2008-08-02 07:59:00 |
Weird Dream
I just had a dream... that a supposed friend had put me in a headlock from behind. It started out as a joke. We were both laughing about it... But then I couldn't breathe. It stopped being funny after a while. I asked him to stop. I tapped his arm to indicate submission. I tried to tell him that this is really starting to hurt. He did not stop and continued laughing. I felt the lust for death from him, he wanted to kill me; I could hear his teeth nashing. He wanted to know what it would be like to kill something, and I was a convenient opportunity. I desperately tried to get out of his grip, but it was too tight... After some struggling, I managed to get to a standing position, grabbed both his legs, and then flipped myself onto my back strategically aiming his head on a table end on the way down. This hurt him pretty badly... he loosened his grip and apologized, but the joke wasn't over yet. I had the bloodlust now, too... and it was my turn. I put my knee on his stomach and proceeded to pummel his face with repeated punches from my right arm as my left arm held his neck down. The rage was intoxicating. I kept going until his eyes were completely mangled, his head was mis-shaped from the impacts and no longer oval after a while. I left him choking on a combination of his own blood and fractured bone fragments.
And then I woke up with an intense feeling of adrenaline and rage. I wanted to hurt him more... whoever he was. I didn't even recognize him after waking up.
That was very a strange dream.
I just had a dream... that a supposed friend had put me in a headlock from behind. It started out as a joke. We were both laughing about it... But then I couldn't breathe. It stopped being funny after a while. I asked him to stop. I tapped his arm to indicate submission. I tried to tell him that this is really starting to hurt. He did not stop and continued laughing. I felt the lust for death from him, he wanted to kill me; I could hear his teeth nashing. He wanted to know what it would be like to kill something, and I was a convenient opportunity. I desperately tried to get out of his grip, but it was too tight... After some struggling, I managed to get to a standing position, grabbed both his legs, and then flipped myself onto my back strategically aiming his head on a table end on the way down. This hurt him pretty badly... he loosened his grip and apologized, but the joke wasn't over yet. I had the bloodlust now, too... and it was my turn. I put my knee on his stomach and proceeded to pummel his face with repeated punches from my right arm as my left arm held his neck down. The rage was intoxicating. I kept going until his eyes were completely mangled, his head was mis-shaped from the impacts and no longer oval after a while. I left him choking on a combination of his own blood and fractured bone fragments.
And then I woke up with an intense feeling of adrenaline and rage. I wanted to hurt him more... whoever he was. I didn't even recognize him after waking up.
That was very a strange dream.