Summary: A girl is trying to understand the dream that she had last night.
I had a nightmare last night. I am scared to recall that, but I want you to hear me because I do not know what it means. There was a tall man with a tall pitchfork and dark cloak. He woke me up from my sleep, but I could not see his face because he was dark all over. He greeted me in front of the door.
“Come with me.”
“Who are you?”
I was afraid, but I had to be brave although my heart beat very fast, and cold sweat soaked my body. He went through the door and disappeared. I opened the door, but suddenly, I saw a dark world. I took my feet to it fearfully, but I only heard a hiss of wind. I did not know actually where I was.
“Where am I?”
“What kind of place is this?”
“Hello, is anybody here? Please, could you tell me where I am?”
I tried again asking for help, but there was no answer. Suddenly, there was a hurricane that threw and took me away to another place. I was drawn by it, and I fell. In a distant, I saw a vague red light with a smoke puffed in the air. The air turned stuffy that I could not breathe. Besides, I smelled a decayed corpse there! It was horrible! I could not help it! I walked faster to follow the light without looking what was behind and beside me. Suddenly, I heard a Gregorian music. It made me thrilled, but I was curious about it. I just kept walking. It turned out to be a fireplace, but I could not see it clearly because it was blocked by a fine black curtain; and the music came from that place as well. I peeked at it and saw people with the same dress and tall pitchfork. “It was a ritual!” I exclaimed.
A minute later, I did not hear that music anymore, but I saw something tangible. I saw a hanged corpse with a burnt skin. There were maggots in her eyes and her skin; many poisonous snakes bite her body too. I could not stand to see her, but I felt someone stood behind me. He patted my shoulder. I looked back in fear.
“What are you doing in here?” He asked.
“I see a woman. She is on fire.” I replied. I was stunned because I guessed he was one of those guys.
“Why do you come here?” He asked.
“I was sleeping, but then this black-cloaked man woke me up and invited me to the place that I don’t recognize either. Wait, are you one of them?”
“No I’m not! I’m lost. ”
“Are we in our dream?”
“Yes. We even cannot find a way home, but don’t you see that this place is hell?”
“Why do you say so?”
“You see, the people are very strange. They sing a weird song and wear a black outfit. They burn everyone!” He explained.
“What makes them do that?” I asked.
“What do you think? It’s because of a sin! We are all here because we have done a sin.”
“So, you meant that this “black” guy was the angel of the death?”
“Yes! You cannot get out because you are in your dream, unless if there is someone who wakes you up.”
“I hope so.”
“You know, I killed a cat last night.” He said. I could see his frustrated face.
“I was driving my car on the darkest street. I crossed the cat which then died tragically.”
“Oh my god! You didn’t bury it, did you?”
“I was shaking at that time because it haunted me. Its cry keeps buzzing my ear.”
“We have the same problem.” I said.
“Tell me.” He replied.
“Well, I was mad at my mother this morning because she didn’t lend me money. I really needed it, so I said an F word to her. She became furious because of my word.” I confessed my fault, but honestly I regret what I had done to her.
“So, was that what made you fed up with her?”
“But, she is your mother, and you were out of the line!”
“She ruined my plan! Well, you’re right. I was like an idiot.”
“Listen, you should forgive her and of course, yourself before it’s too late.” He said. I hated this man, but frankly he was right.
We did not realize what was behind us. The black-cloaked man stood behind us while we were about to confess our faults. They dragged us to the fireplace while they sang the Gregorian song. We could not resist his hands until they tied and burned us in the fireplace. We held our hands each other when the flame devoured our body. I closed my eyes and heard someone called my name. My heart beat very fast. I slowly began to open my eyes. Suddenly, I saw my hands and my legs. I touched my face and my hair. “I am in my bed.” I said.
I saw my mother stood in front of me. “Wake up! Do you know what time it is? Don’t you wanna go to school? You even don’t eat your breakfast yet! Wake up and take a bath!” She said. “Thank God! It was a dream!” I said. My mother had just saved me from my nightmare. I jumped from my bed to kiss her cheek, hugged her tight, and said “I love you”. She raised her eyebrows before I walked off from my room. I swore to myself not to go back to the dark world anymore because I was not ready to die. Even if I were ready, it might be my time. But, I still do not get it yet. I mean why this dream keeps haunting me? Do you think that it was a dream? Have you ever dreamed the same thing?
Thank you to Yuli Triastuti for being my proofreader and correcting my grammar.
– My imagination.
– My twin sister’s nightmare.
– Gans, C. (2006). Silent Hill. United States: Universal Pictures.
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