The dream opened sometime at midday I assume, with myself and the general populace of my band (I'm in a High School marching band)and I working to basically restore this old building to a usable condition. I can't remember exactly why we needed to restore this place, but it seems to me now that it was going to be used as a place of meeting. I had arrived somewhat late and most everyone else was busy with some task or other. I entered the building, exchanging simple pleasantries with friends and acquaintances as I went.
Upon entering the building, I noted that the overall atmosphere was dreary.. It actually reminded me of one huge basement, but it had an upstairs and a downstairs to it. Lighting there was generally dim, consisting mostly of those lightbulbs in the single light socket with the pull cord.
Despite the unpleasing conditions, I was at ease.. At least until I took the full magnitude of the scene around me. Every corner, every wall, and generally every space in view was occupied by a spider. They existed in every form, shape, and size imaginable. There was no distinct genre or species. I immediately didn't like the place any more.. Mostly due to the fact that I've harbored a dread of spiders and all their like for as long as I can remember. I managed to keep my wits about me and remain at least semi-calm and moved to assist a friend of mine with some random task.. Always wary of the spiders that surrounded me.
At some point, as I was carrying a box full of a bunch of junk to the second floor, I stopped to say hi to a group of friends that had congregated nearby. One of them, a girl I've never been all that crazy about, was holding this bound leather book. I immediately assumed that it was a journal of some kind. She said she'd found it somewhere and I offered to keep it for her until later She agreed. I continued to work throughout the day, and eventually went home. I realized only when I arrived that I had forgotten to give the journal back to her. Since I had it, I decided to read some of it. I opened it, and found a series of newspaper clippings inside the cover. I don't recall their significance at the moment, but they were all somehow related.
While I puzzled over the clippings, I neglected to notice the entry of someone else into the room. The person made their prescence known, and I looked over to see that it was a girl I've known since middle school. I've never liked her much.. She has a tendency even now to be an extreme annoyance, but I've always tried to remain civil to her nonetheless. We exchanged greeting as is customary. She then surprised me by asking if she could stay at my house that night. I agreed, seeing no harm in it.. Surely I had the patience and restraint to deal with the situation. I placed the journal on my dresser, and readied myself for sleep.
At all odd times during the night, I was awoken by the sound of water running inside my closet. I thought it odd, but ignored it at the time.. Being very intent upon sleep. The next morning, I awoke again to the sound of the water running in my closet. I saw the girl standing in my doorway staring blankly, and decided to ask her if she heard the water too. She gave me this very chilling and somehow empty look and said something like, "I don't hear it, but I know you do." She was completely freaking me out.. I continued to ask her questions and she continued to reply in riddles and in the same dull, chilling manner.
I was really scared by now, and screamed "WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?" before kicking her as hard as I could. She doubled for a moment, then kicked me back.. I didn't feel it. Despite the fact that she was over twice my size, I was able to grab her and throw her to the floor. She disappeared a moment later. This is the first time I have ever assaulted anyone physically out of fear/anger in any of my dreams.
Still scared and very confused, I walked outside where a parade was going on. There was a woman on a ground crying, a number of other people had gathered around her. I ran over, and saw a dead baby on the ground. Apparently this woman had been walking in the parade, dropped the child, and it had been trampled by a horse and several other people.
Events like this have been recurring in my dreams lately.. Babies dying and such.. Any information you can give me on why I'd be having such disturbing dreams would be appreciated..
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