Hey, I'm back! After years of having vague memories of my dreams, this one seemed to remain in my mind when I woke up. Maybe it was too terrible for me to even forget? Well anyway, the nightmares are back. I'm expecting more to come since my mental health is not that great.
That aside, here's my dream.
In this dream, I have a curse. I call it curse because it does harm to me more than good. This curse is to sense spirits and without even my consent, they invade my memory and allow me to see their own memories just before they die and of course feel the same feeling as what they feel during those times. It takes a tol on me mentally and physically. My blood pressure would rise when I am put in any horrible situation and when the memory ends, I space out... as if my soul is still on its way back to my body. Sometimes it takes a minute, sometimes it takes hours. My friends always worry when I use this curse to investigate because they fear that someday my soul might not find its way back to my body. And that's exactly why I choose wisely which case to investigate.
Last time we were out to investigate a castle with a little girl haunting it. They wanted to know how to get rid of the girl. It was one of my most challenging cases yet because it took me three straight nights to understand the situation and of course allowing the spirit to invade me within those nights.
My friends called me to go back to the castle because they held a little banquet for us but I still had classes so after class, I went straight to the castle. I was still wearing my PE uniform so it was kind of embarrassing seeing people in dresses and suits. They understood though and didn't mind it. I was looking for my friends when someone told me they were in one of the castle's rooms. I went up and saw one of my friends in a dress. She brought me back downstairs and out to a backdoor. Surprisingly, the back door led to an open field. It was dark with only a bonefire in the middle but there were a lot of people outside. There's a little lake and some ruins which seemed like it used to be a part of the castle.
There was music playing, it was just a set of beats and then some time later, there were a few people rapping. I was confused of what was happening because nobody told me any details. They just screamed and laughed and moved along the beat. After a while, a sharp sound entered my ears and I felt a familiar pain on my chest. I suddenly realized that someone slapped my chest with a sticky substance that looked like blood but when I went closer to the fire, I realized that it was used car oil.
"What are you doing?! Don't just stand there! The one that has the most tags loses and has to stay out here overnight!" I suddnely realized that they were playing a game. I walked to another area and asked.
"Why are you in this side?"
"So that I can run away and avoid getting tagged!"
"Yes! Obviously! What did you expect, just hide and hope to not be found?"
"... Something like that. Hey I'm new here but thanks for the tip!" After a while, I understood the basics.
There were three teams in total: Two opposing and one neutral. The neutral were the rappers. All they do is rap free style to the beat. They were the most crucial team in the game. The second team were the runner. They run until they get tagged. Once they get tagged, they have to waid until the next "verse" is sung before they could play again. The last ones were the chasers.
Here's how it worked, the rappers sing until the whole song or game if finished. The chasers start chasing the runners once the chorus starts. So the runners had to pay attention to the song because only the chasers and the rappers know when the chorus will start.
Now I didn't want to spend the night in there so I did my best. Luckily, I only had one hand print on my chest which means I was only tagged once. It was tiring but the game ended and we went to another location for a second game. I got tagged once again at the back but that's all until the game ended. I had a total of two tags within two games so I wasn't the loser.
After the game, I went back to my new appartment. Because I was so tired, I slept on the bench directly with drenched and dirty clothes. I woke up after a while and realized that I still had my makeup on. I went to find a mirror and found one hanging on the window which was next to the door. I took the mirror and examined myself but what I saw wasn't myself. The reflection had a beard and chapped skin. I moved the mirror in different angles to make sure it was a mirror but it did not reflect myself. Instead, it reflected a man in his mid 30's. I suddenly remembered why I was in that place. The landlady told me to investigate the appartment which had a previous fire accident a year ago. I concluded that the man in the mirror was the fire victim who died alone in this appartment.
Having experienced most of these supernatural occurences, I got used to it already and since I was a bit freaked out, I put the mirror back to the window and went back to the bench. I took my dirty shirt off and was supposed to take a photo to post and inform everyone about the game that we just had but then a distand sound of a grandfather's clock was heard. It signaled the strike of noon. Suddenly, I had a difficulty in breathing. My body was heavy but I dashed slowly towards the door which was the only exit. I didn't dare look back because I felt like the mad that I saw in the mirror was right behind me. I couldn't afford any more invading because I was so worn out the last time. I needed to rest.
When I reached the door and got out, I looked back before going down the stairs. He was there. He was going my direction. He was after me. When I got down the stairs, I saw two of my acquaintances and tried to call them, but nothing came out from my mouth and the more I ran towards them, the further they seemed to be.
"I can't afford any more invations! I don't want to feel another pain, I'm afraid my body can't take it!" I pushed myself to walk faster but I just couldn't take it anymore and my body was getting heavier. WIth one last breath, I forced myself and I suddnely woke up in my sleep panting like hell.
