The Man in the Hospital

Date: 2/26/2018

Definitely the weirdest dream I’ve ever had. I was in the hospital for some reason I didn’t know, lying in bed, when this man came in. Something about him was very creepy: he was tall and bald with a disgusting face. He looked like the kind of guy who would turn out to be a serial killer. His skin looked very pink and then blue-grey underneath, like he’d been choked. He was wearing a lab coat. Somehow I knew he was going to hurt me so I ran out of the room. Suddenly I was lying on the floor of my sister’s room, with my best friend, with all of the windows wide open. I recall lying on our stomachs as my geography teacher, and her ‘boyfriend’ (I don’t even know if there is one) glared and waved at us through the glass; they were standing on one of those window wiping machines. I saw two things as a warning before what would happen next. One was a drunk lady on a bike in the street below, being helped by I believe my teacher’s boyfriend. The second thing was an email sent to my phone in which my dad had enclosed a video: It was a clip of my best guy friend, and I doing homework at a sushi bar. I was wearing a really vivid dark red sweater and my hair was still long: up in a ponytail. This is strange because he and I certainly never gone to a sushi bar together. Suddenly I was back in the hospital, gripping the bars for dear life, and the man was bent over me taping small censors or something to my head. I just knew he was going to electrocute me for some reason. I tried to run but my ankle was chained to the bed. So I pulled it out, it ended up being scraped, and I sprinted out of the room. The last thing that happened, I turned around and saw him standing in the corner with a scalpel in his hand saying “I’ll see you tonight for our little session”. Then I woke up.