Schlagwort-Archive: Scare

Story of Last Night / a nice dream?!

quietly, very quietly – carefully putting one foot in front of the other, she crept meter by meter, slowly through the forest.

From time to time, when the moon shone through the high treetops, she stopped and looked around.

In these moments she did not dare to go further for fear that her pursuer, whom she thought was already close behind her, saw her and the game was over prematurely.

But when hours later still nothing had happened and he hadn’t caught up with her, she thought she was the winner and went back to the camp with her head held high.

Everyone was still asleep. As the tiredness overcame her, she did not wonder why nobody came to receive her, but went straight to her tent.

As soon as her head touched the thin pillow, she was already fast asleep.

Hours later, she woke up from a dreamless and restless sleep and felt numb.

A cold shiver ran down her back when she noticed that apparently everything was still sleeping outside.

„How long have I been asleep?“ she thought, got up, put up her tent and looked around.

Nobody was to be seen and also far and wide nothing to hear.

No laughter, no dog barking, even birdsong could not hear them. Strange. The tents of the others, were all firmly closed.

Judging by the position of the sun, it was already noon.

A little perplexed she walked towards her sister’s tent. This tent was also tightly closed, nothing moved inside.

A few meters before she stopped, not sure if she should open it.

But in the end it did, the tent was empty. Looked like it had never been inhabited. The blankets lay carefully folded, on the thin mats.

Nothing was lying around. You’d think nobody had ever been in here.

But something scared her.

Her sister was a year older than her and back in the old days, before the epidemic, they lived together in a tiny room in her parents‘ small apartment building.

While she was the neat one who never left anything lying around, her sister was chaotic.

Something crunched behind her and let her drive back, scared. Cold sweat broke out of her pores, which could have made the crunch.

The camp stood on earth and lawn and especially the area around her sister’s tent was very clean.

Not a branch that could have cracked.

The hairs on her neck stood up when she heard sounds coming towards the tents.

Vocal murmurs, voices unknown to her. What to do?

Whatever had happened, it was definitely not a good thing and she had only escaped the whole thing because she had played the game.

Kai, the man chasing her, hadn’t shown up either. He was the best of them.

The voices came closer and she was almost stiff with fear when an idea came to her.

„Hey Kati, hey. Wake up. “ Someone shook her, moaned, her eyes opened. Her head was pounding and blood was throbbing in her temples.

She rubbed her aching head and sat up.

The members of her clan stood in a semicircle around her.

Their pale faces glowed in the moonlight, strangely bizarre.

She looked around questioningly. What had happened, wasn’t she just in the tent?

Uwe, the leader and friend of her sister, bent down to her, „Kati, what happened? Kai was looking for you all night. He just came back to camp alone.“

You had been missing for 48 hours and we looked for you several times and we were also here and now, on the way back to camp, you are suddenly lying here unconscious.“

She started shaking and her head hurt so much.

„Take me to camp.“ That’s all she could come up with.

When she arrived in her tent, her head fell on the thin pillow and she was fast asleep.

Story of Last Night / Ein netter Traum?!

leise, sehr leise – vorsichtig einen Fuß vor den anderen setzend, schlich sie Meter für Meter, langsam durch den Wald.

Von Zeit zu Zeit, wenn der Mond durch die hohen Baumwipfel schien, blieb sie stehen und schaute sich um.

In diesen Momenten wagte sie sich nicht, weiter zu gehen, aus Angst das ihr Verfolger, den sie schon nah hinter sich wähnte, sie sah und das Spiel vorschnell vorbei war.

Als jedoch Stunden später immer noch nichts geschehen war und er sie nicht eingeholt hatte, wähnte sie sich als Gewinnerin und ging hoch erhobenen Hauptes zurück ins Camp.

Es schliefen noch alle. Da die Müdigkeit sie überkam, wunderte sie sich gar nicht warum keiner kam, sie zu empfangen, sondern ging schnurrstracks in ihr Zelt.

Kaum berührte ihr Kopf das dünne Kissen, schlief sie auch schon tief und fest.

Stunden später, wachte sie aus einem traumlosen und unruhigen Schlaf auf und fühlte sich wie betäubt.

Ihr lief ein kalter Schauer über den Rücken, als sie bemerkte, dass draußen scheinbar immer noch alles schlief.

„Wie lange habe ich geschlafen?“ dachte sie sich, stand auf, zog ihr Zelt auf und schaute sich um.

Niemand war zu sehen und auch weit und breit nichts zu hören.

Kein Lachen, kein Hundegebell, sogar Vogelgezwitscher konnte sie nicht vernehmen. Seltsam. Die Zelte der anderen, waren allesamt fest verschlossen.

Dem Stand der Sonne nach zu urteilen, war bereits Mittag.

Ein wenig ratlos ging sie auf das Zelt ihrer Schwester zu. Auch dieses war dicht verschlosssen, nichts regte sich drinnen.

Ein paar Meter davor stoppte sie, unschlüssig ob sie es öffnen sollte.

Tat es schließlich aber doch, das Zelt war leer. Sah aus, als wäre es nie bewohnt worden. Die Decken lagen sorgfältig gefaltet, auf den dünnen Matten.

Nichts lag herum. Man könnte meinen, niemand wäre je hier drin gewesen.

Aber etwas ließ sie aufschrecken.

Ihre Schwester war ein Jahr älter als sie und damals, in der alten Zeit, vor der Seuche, bewohnten sie zusammen ein winziges Zimmer, in dem kleinen Mietshaus ihrer Eltern.

Während sie die chaotische war, die gern mal etwas herumliegen ließ, war ihre Schwester überakurat.

Hinter ihr knirschte etwas und ließ sie, erschrocken zurückfahren. Angstschweiß brach ihr aus allen Poren, was hätte den Knirschen können.

Das Camp stand auf Erde und Rasen und gerade der Platz um das Zelt ihrer Schwester war penibel sauber.

Kein Ast der hätte knacken können.

Die Nackenhaare stellten sich ihr auf, als sie Geräusche vernahm, die auf die Zelte hinkamen.

Stimmgemurmel, von ihr unbekannten Stimmen. Was tun?

Was auch immer geschehen war, es war bestimmt nichts gutes und sie war der ganzen Sache nur entgangen, weil sie das Spiel mitgespielt hatte.

Kai, ihr Verfolger, war ja auch nicht aufgetaucht. Dabei war er der beste von allen.

Die Stimmen kamen näher und sie war fast steif vor Angst, als ihr eine Idee kam.

„Hey Kati, hey. Wach auf. “ jemand rüttelte sie, stöhnend schlug sie die Augen auf. Ihr Kopf dröhnte und das Blut pochte in den Schläfen.

Sie rieb sich den schmerzenden Kopf und setzte sich auf.

Die Mitglieder ihres Clans, standen im Halbkreis um sie herum.

Im Mondlicht leuchteten ihre blassen Gesichter, seltsam bizarr.

Sie schaute sich fragend um. Was war passiert, war sie nicht eben noch im Zelt?

Uwe, der Anführer und Freund ihrer Schwester, beugte sich zu ihr, „Kati, was ist denn passiert? Kai hat dich die ganze Nacht gesucht, er kam gerade alleine ins Camp zurück.“

Du warst 48 Stunden verschwunden und wir haben dich mehrfach gesucht und wir waren auch hier und jetzt, auf dem Rückweg zum Camp, liegst du plötzlich ohnmächtig hier.“

Sie begann zu zittern und ihr Kopf schmerzte so sehr.

„Bringt mich ins Camp.“ Mehr brachte sie nicht heraus.

In ihrem Zelt angekommen, fiel ihr Kopf auf das dünne Kissen, schon schlief sie tief und fest.

Dream tests #1 – Fear

I woke up very scared today and didnt understood why.

I was sweating really bad too but it wasnt actually so warm the night before.

I was flying few meters above my body and stood in the air, my room was definetly the same, nothing was replaced or moved.

I started unconsciously to deform my room to a different place while mixing it with some sort of time travel. Anybody who travels astral knows, that time travel is possible.

So the first littly change did nothing accept causing a bit greenish light to appear in the room. Suddenly was i was back in my body but i didnt woke up, instead i was checking the reaction to my body.

Ive had read a little text yesterday where Carlos Castaneda claimed, that we forget what we did in our dreams because of a fear mechanism which was caused automatically by our body… Maybe i was testing it unwillingly?

After doing the change a second time, ive felt little vibrations on my skin and a bit allertness came up, but it dropped immediately after i stopped.

It was a „test it and switch to body to see what the reaction will be“ – thing.

Now the third time, i changed the whole room and everything was shaking, it was a bit loud and short before changing everything including the bed where my body slept, i switched back to it and my pillow dropped down from my head and i dont know how when my head was on it.

I was shaking like hell and my sweat was intense while only my lower body was covered.

I absolutely knew that the change of the room happend astral, but when i switched back, my physical body was feeling the difference and we all know the instincts of survival… I have never felt a greater fear after i woke up. I thought my body would ripp to thousand pieces too..

While i felt nothing astral, no fear of death or whatever, my body was feeling all of it. But i didnt forgot what happend… So does fear really play a role ?

But i did realise that my memory was fading away from the details.

Our body’s or lets say brain, posess the ability to bring everything down to our unconscioussness.

Here’s my theory:

If we often act unconsciously in our dreams, and we act consciously when we are awake, (while we forget what we did in these worlds) wouldnt that mean the existence of a wall between these both ?

I mean why cant we remember in our dreams, what we actually did in the physical world? Why is our consciousness drifting away?

These question get answered in our new book:

Monsters cause Pain ? – A lesson

Ive had an old dream about a monster as a kid. I was standing on a street which was empty.

No cars, no humans ..just Nothing but the street and few trees.

I looked left and right until i noticed a black thing that had yellow eyes and it was big and covered in black smoke.

It started to come close very fast and i knew that i couldnt get out of there until the scene was over.

So it came and had very sharp claws but its a dream and you cant feel pain right? I knew that as a kid because ive had no experience with pain within dreams.

This one teached me i guess! xD

That thing was going to kill me but i couldnt die so it hurt me very bad and terred my skin of while striking me with the claws all the time..

It hurt so bad that i was actually screaming loud and tried to fight back but then i noticed something.

It wasnt trying to kill me but to torture me until i realise something.

While he had its claws in my back and held me to the sky i noticed that pain wasnt the problem, it was our expecation!

Pain never occurs in any of the other worlds when we should get damaged, it comes when we expect it to come! My problem was that i didnt knew it was a dream and thought it will hurt when it hits me.

I saw that pain only was possible when youve had a body and a mind which follows your expecting will to cause pain. I saw the reality what was causing us to believe nonsense and taking it over to other worlds which didnt belonged there.

After i realised that, i suddenly started to laugh and stood again in front of that being.

Me as a kid infront of this three meter thing which didnt flinched anymore.

I walked away from it and it dissapeared slowly behind me.

What kind of teaching method was that ?? The way of pain ??? XD

2$ = 2 Cookies and a Coffee

$2.00

Repetitive Dream – Horror games

Ive had a very crazy dream last night ..which was another repeating dream..that really sucked.

This time there was a gang or group and they killed randomly people who stood against them and which tried to run from them.

One crazy bitch was running after me and she had a giant knife mixed with a hammer. It looked really weird and the task was to let her rott and die somewhere while me being safe.

That gangs mission was to scare themselves while murdering people under it.

So they took some drugs and crawled down to some tunnels and made a scene from a horror movie. They placed with blood filled balloons at the walls and took the heads and dead bodys with them to the scene.

After the drug kicked in, they went to monsters themselves and were hunting me in the tunnels while trying to kill me and summoning some other fucking things but not against me, but to scare themselves and the balloons exploded at the same time to make a blood filled image.

The scary level was insane in this one.. I mean i knew that dream and thats why i was calm and tried to run away from them but they always catched up and it really was annoying.

It was like this “ We get high and go of nuts while trying to kill you, but you wont run too far because whenever we come close to you, we will be just scared and not try to kill you anymore, instead you just help us get away from the cops because we just killed few people and will tell that it was all your fault and you better play with it because youre in the same shit“

It was totally stupid .. i managed to get away frol them because the tunnels were connected to a hospital nearby. I jumped trough a window outside, that freakish woman was still behind me but didnt tried to kill me anymore.

After we got outside a black and sunglass wearing guy stood infront of a cabrio and said „get in we gotta hurry“. The girl went in and i ran trough bushes and barricades away from all of that.

Suddenly i was running very fast and wondered why i didnt fly.

I was on a different planet where the beings could actually fly… and i just wanted to find my woman lol.

I ran into few kids which were picknicking and asked where the train station was.

They said it was in the opposite direction so i ran back just to notice few other planets near the sky.

It was pretty and all but where was SHE ?

I really cant have any fun at all without you! Not even on another planet 😄

Here you can donate milk

€2,00