This dream really sucked. | ||
I am in a bathtub, but not in any bathtub that
I know of. The place is dirty, and I am scared. I don't move. As I
look around, I realize that this place is filthy, and bugs crawl on
the wall. I then realize that not only is this place dark and
dank, but the shower tiles are coveredin blood...mine? Through the course of the dream, I realize that the
bathtubs water is becoming more and more cloudy with blood, as I grow
colder. I can't move. I desperatly
want to leave this place, but I can only move my left foot. For what felt like thirty minutes, I slowy raise my
foot, and begin to write out my drivers license number in the sticky
blood that is caked to the walls of the shower. Afterall, they need to know who I was. |
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