Board Thread:Writer's Workshop/@comment-25577280-20141015225625

I woke up terrified, in a pool of sweat, panting like a dog. “Shit, I had a nightmare again.” I said to myself. I looked at the built-in clock on my cable box. It was 5:33 a.m. I found it odd that I woke up at this time from a nightmare, considering I fell asleep around 2:30. Usually, when I have a nightmare, I'm jolted awake a few hours before noon. When the most recent nightmare tore me from my sleep much earlier than usual, it struck me as odd. I wanted to go back to sleep, but the details surfacing from my dream held my attention. Instead of going back to sleep, I lay in bed, recalling the dream in full detail.

When the dream began, I was lying on my bed and I was watching YouTube. I was watching a video in which my friend Sam was dressed completely in purple, from his shirt down to his shoes, and was standing in front of a white background, perfectly still. In the dream, it felt as if about thirty seconds went by before Sam said,

“Where you are now, is why the sky is red.”

I didn’t really understand what he said at this point in the dream. It’s not unusual for me to have dreams where a I hear a nonsensical phrase. It was when I remembered the ending of the dream and how I got there, that I started to understand the phrase.

After Sam had said that, his clothes turned red. The shade of red was really vivid and almost neon-like. I walked out of my bedroom and into my living room, and Sam was standing there. He frowned and said,

"No one is very not good."

That sentence didn’t even make any sense at all. Its grammar was horrible, and it seemed to mean nothing.

Sam then pointed a gun at me. He repeated “No one is very not good.” several times. I then turned around to the clock on the wall behind me, and it read 2:22 p.m.When I turned back around to face Sam, he had disappeared. I was really freaked out at this point in the dream. I felt fear within the dream. Although the dream was not lucid, and I could not control what I was doing, I still somehow felt fear.

I ran out of my apartment and walked down Brown Street  towards the 7-eleven by my house, but it had been replaced by a small, motel-looking apartment complex that had five buildings. One building was the office, and the four other buildings were apartments, and each individual building was an apartment. There was a sign that read " Turn into back, there is a non-purple among us." Why did every phrase in this dream have terrible grammar? I walked into the office, and found a man sitting at the front desk. He was an average-looking guy. The only thing that seemed off about him was that he had red hair, but not red hair like a redhead, but his hair was a saturated red, much like Ariana Grande’s hair when she played Cat on the show Victorious.

I asked him where the 7-eleven was, and he replied,

“Sam is not very good. I am even.”

He handed me a key, and told me to enter apartment number 80. I asked him why, but he ignored me. I walked over to apartment number 80, unlocked the door and walked in.

Inside of the apartment was empty other than a TV playing static, and a notebook with the front and back covers taken off. I sat down on the floor and read the notebook. It read:

The 80 Experiment began as an experiment held in an apartment complex in Mesa Arizona. The apartment itself has been reported to cause insanity among people who have stared at the TV, due to the hidden messages amongst the static, and the supersonic frequencies that came out of the TV’s speakers.. People who stared at the TV longer than an a half hour hour reported to see creatures or monsters from past nightmares, even though nothing was actually there. They also reported to have heard the sound of their dead relatives talking to them, and recognizing their voices. The experiment ended in April of 2013, but the apartment still remains intact."

I flipped to the next page of the notebook.

"The apartment was closed off, boarded up, and had signs telling people not to enter the apartment. Recently, in June of 2014, a man broke into the apartment out of curiosity, and to see if there were any valuables inside. According to the leader of the experiment, Dr. Hevmann, who had examined this person after his leaving the apartment, the man who broke in stared at the tv for a record of 8 hours. ‘This person had the most severe reaction to the stimuli. His mind was not able to look away from the TV, for he was in a trance-like state.’ Dr. Hevmann said.”

I closed the book and turned off the tv. I tried to leave the apartment but the door and all the windows had disappeared. there was no way out. Then the office guy appeared and said "Hevmann was right. You aren't even.”

That’s all I can remember. I had woken up immediately after the office guy said “You aren’t even.”

The thing that bugs me the most about the dream is the fact that I was able to remember exactly what the notebook said, and that I could remember it all the way through. 