Panic

Date: 9/18/2016

I don't remember everything about this dream, only bits and pieces that I managed to connect. I woke up on the couch in my living room in my dream, everything was pitch black until my eyes adjusted. Still dark as hell, I could barely make out the outlines of the things around me. I sat there for a while, relaxing, when I heard it. Noises were coming from my garage. I didn't think much at first, my garage in real life makes noises from time to time, but it sounded like shuffling and rattling this time. And then I heard whispers. Very quiet and hushed whispers, making my gut immediately twist. I don't think I moved, but I remember being there, I remember the panic and my head was just screaming at me yet I heard nothing but the noises. The feeling of overwhelming panic while not moving is the worst experience. I thought it was real and I couldn't even make a sound. It's like having a mental breakdown and running all around the room, screaming and gripping your hair except its all going on in your head and you're paralyzed. The rest is a blur. I remember a wendigo like creature (like from Until Dawn), I remember waking up again in dream beside my mom in bed and it was on the ceiling, I remember it chasing me a couple times but that's it. There's really not much to this dream except the dread and the darkness. The panic and dread I had really made me feel vulnerable in my own house after that. It was so, so dark. I can't stress enough how much the dread got to me in that dream.