Anyhow, getting on with the story:
Typically i was walking through a friends house and smashing things because i was evidently insane and on the verge of completely freaking out. Freaking out just isn't enough for my dreams. I'd be happy with just breaking a cupboard door over my friends face and kicking his face in with my steel-cap high-tops (weird). Having seeing myself from third person, i find myself in a horror landscape of destruction and melting people. Sounds a little like an Acid trip. No. Maybe. Hope not. Going to the next level, i found myself in exceptional pain and screaming from the depths of within. Thrashing around holding my jaw like a maniac and elbowing walls, creating craters upon which demons crawled from. My mouth began to glow and a dramatic zoom into my mouth to reveal the terrifying truth that i wasn't normal. My teeth were small sacks and were collectively germinating small horror beings that were scratching and screaming. Due to my disbelief, i clawed at my mouth trying to free myself from this truth that was evidently sudden and horrible. The sacks had started prying themselves from my mouth, tearing my skin and face. Some had hatched and the little horrors had freed themselves and crawled from my orifice and scattered from their wombs...
Upon here is where the dream comes to a stop, from a result of my violently throwing myself from my bed covers and gripping the small foam mattress with all survival strength i could muster. Coming to terms with the interesting demonstration that my mind mischievously fabricated, i couldn't fathom the deep meaning that was attached until i had realised my headache.
Seriously, it's because of my freaking Molars a pushing their way through my head. And this wasn't helped by the fact that i hadn't brushed my teeth before kipping.
Anyway, that was my dream.
- Lore










