Date: 1/19/2019
By nateplusplus
I’m about 10 years old, and I’m in a house I’ve never seen before. It’s night time, but the house is bright. For whatever reason, I’m pinning slices of deli ham to the walls of a staircase that goes down to the basement. While the rest of the house is bright, the staircase falls into an eerie darkness. As I’m hanging the pieces of meat, I notice one is missing. Strange, I thought I had put one there before. I pin another in its place, and walk out into the living room. As I’m leaving, I turn back to the dark staircase and my breath freezes. Something is there, where the deep blackness of the basement fades into the rest of the house. It’s a shadowy figure, with long, bony arms that grab the meat from the walls. I feel like I can’t move. My heart begins to pound. The figure is crawling closer, and despite it coming further into the room, it seems to bring darkness with it. At that point I was scrambling to leave the dream and at the last second I thought I could take control and lucid dream! I was too late. I woke up to howling wind outside my window.