Living Corpse

Date: 5/11/2017

I dreamt that I was walking into an old wooden house when I saw something on the floor covered in a large blanket. The ground was damp beneath it but other than that I couldn't see anything. There were people sitting at its side mourning. I realized it was a corpse. I didn't dare to look at it but then my father lifted up the blanket and began caressing the skeleton and talking to it. The eye balls were still on the skeleton, and suddenly it shifted and began responding to him. I freaked out. I tried to ignore the whole thing but then the corpse woke up began touching me with its hands. It was papery and dry. The whole thing would have turned into a nightmare if not for the sentence someone said at the end: "it was a prank."