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I changed the text a bit, because I forgot to describe the parts that explain the look I made. It seemed natural to me, but didn't think about the fact that others aren't me and it should all be explained. I also fould some mistakes while reading it again, so fixed those too.



It was already dark when he decided to go take a look. She left a while ago and he was getting anxious. Where could she have gone and why did it take so long? He slammed the door open and entered the long hallway leading him outside. He hasn't been afraid of the dark since he was a small child, but something about the place scared him to the bone. "They should really fix these lights, they're way too dark." The thought rushed through his head while he was running towards the back door. He was so busy trying to kill the voices inside his head, that he didn't notice the building changed with every step he took. The hallway became longer and the back door didn't seem to be in front of him anymore. It was replaced with a big staircase, leading him to the floor beneath. Without thinking about it, he went down the staircase, running towards the darkness, where overly shallow lights seemed a dream. While he was heading downstairs, the floor above him disappeared and so did the rest of the building. All that was left, was the room he entered when going down, without any artificial lights, nor any doors to escape to.

He was trapped and knew he couldn't do anything about it. His legs decided it had been enough, that they have done their job, so he collapsed onto the floor, trying to find the wall with his hands. He just sat there, with his back pressed against the stone wall, covered with a blanket of fear and tears. That's when he saw the faded light again. Moths were surrounding it, as if t was their saviour. He was a smart guy, so would have known moths meant trouble when they appeared, but wasn't aware of being stuck in a dream world and the creatures were completely harmless in the real world. He wiped his tears and stood up to walk towards the light. Then he saw her, the long wavy hair covering her face and soft skin that he always liked to caress. His tears started floading again. Her eyes, that he once loved, were ripped out of their sockets and her beautiful face was covered in blood. Her body wasn't even anywhere to be found. All that was left of her, was her disfigured head, lying on a pile of death.

He could feel he wasn't alone, but was unable to see who was with him. At some moments he captured glimpses of the dark shadow following him, but it wasn't clear. He never was able to see faces of strangers in his dreams, nor a single strain of hair, like they didn’t have any. All he could see was darkness, surrounding the evil like a big coat, and blood, lots of it. The thing he feared the most in his nightmares was the silence and the fact that he couldn’t scream when he needed to, so by then he should have figured out it was all an illusion, a fragment of his imagination. Yet, who is able to think straight while being possessed by fear? He was not, that's for sure. It all looked so real and terrifying, but the moment he felt his time had come, it was all over again, exactly like all the other times.

He felt relieved it was all just a bad dream, but learned two things from the experience; The first one being that he wasn't ready and would never be ready for the internship, cause it wasn't where he wanted to be in life. The second lesson he learned was that real life can also feel like a knife slicing through the body, cause he was glad she was still alive, but also was able to remember that she wasn't his to lose.

The Nightmare of Bethelzda the Bad Witch. 
She creeps into the nightmares of small children and tempts them in deeper, granting them their heart's desires. Candy, Toys, Games, Love. She can grant it all. 
She weaves them around her little finger. Until they're blind of everything. 
Until, they no longer want to wake up anymore. 
Which they never will. 
Not after she's gobbled them all up. 
Afterall, 
Nothing beats the sweet, sweet taste of naive little children..... 

(I used the Adoxa smoke background as my item and combo'ed it with the Solovey smoke - but the bottom one, not the top one. I'm hoping it's still valid :3)

It was dark. I looked around me and I saw that I was in the middle of a road. I had no idea why I was there. I started walking, slowly and carefully. I felt terrified. Suddenly I heard a horrible scream. I turned, but nothing was there. I looked ahead and I saw that dark character was looking straight into my eyes. I could not catch my breath. It looked like someone from "Tokyo Ghoul". It caught my neck, picked me up and stabbed me in the stomach several times. I fell dead.

I woke up screaming.
"It's just a nightmare" I thought.



This is a real nightmare of mine.

Its a girl/woman ghost. She changes between being a girl and a woman. I have seen her many times. And everytime, i get very scared. I even ask my parents, if they could see her. But they cant. I feel like she is watching me all day long. I have seen her since i was a little girl. She dont have any legs. Also she always have a white dress on. And long black hair. She is my nightmare. Because i know she is real. And seeing a dead human out of nowhere are very scary. It feels like, she is also scared. For what i dont know. But it has became more and more rare that i see her.

(yes its a real story)


this is a wendigo. for some reason ever since I heard about them, they have scared the sh.t out of me.
a wendigo is a cannibalistic monster (or evil spirit) who either appears as a monster with human-like features or possessing humans and making their appearance look.. grotesque. they symbolise cannibalism, greed and murder and are mostly known in the algonguian folklore.
the thought of meeting one in the middle of the woods honestly scares me. they probably only hunt cannibalistic or greedy people? but the way people describe them, make them sound so scary I can't even look up pictures.
am I easy to scare? heck yes. 

In my dream, there was a very beautiful woman dressed in white, maybe, a bride.
After a while converting, she started talking about her ex boyfriends, I was suspicious at that moment.
As she spoke, marks of blood appeared all over her body. Quickly, I started to run and she chased me talking things like: "I want your skin. I'll kill you!".
This dream did not happen just once, it happened about three times.

This is based on a nightmare I had several times.

I never know what his true form is, or his face, but whenever I look in his direction I see the darkness and a yellow glow emanating from himself and especially from his eyes. He hides in the corner of my room. Your goal: suffocate me. When it appears, my body is paralyzed, its presence is enough to do so. I cannot move, my eyes always close involuntarily, my body fixed on my bed. Her hand goes in the direction of my throat, tight enough for me to breathe with difficulty, and it squeezes gradually.
I feel as if she pushes me toward the earth, as if my soul is sinking down several layers of earth until it reaches the underworld. How do I get out of this nightmare you ask? Simple, I relax my body, let his hand tighten my throat until he can not breathe, stop trying to let me go, give myself totally to him in an attempt to make it stop. When I realize I am in the same position as the dream, but in my bed, finally managing to rock me, opening my eyes and breathing as if there was no more air.