I experienced a strange dream last night\u2026 I think it may have some connection to my past. It started off fairly normal. I was sitting on my couch watching television. It was some children’s programming from my childhood – something involving talking trains? I can’t imagine why I would be watching that at this stage of my life, but dreams are strange, I suppose. I do remember feeling very nostalgic in my dream, however\u2026 Perhaps this moment in my dream was simply born out of a sense of longing. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
I watched the show for quite some time until the broadcast suddenly began acting strange\u2026 The images on screen morphed into something else entirely. It\u2026 was me, or rather, a view from my perspective within the Shortcut. I sat on the couch watching myself walk along the creek. It was a rather surreal experience.\u00a0<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The me on screen continued walking along the creek until I stopped at a reflection that I had never seen before\u2026 It was a two-storied house in some woods. As I watched myself step through the water, I remember feeling a growing sense of dread\u2026 It was as if I were watching a horror flick knowing that the killer was just around the corner.\u00a0<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The me on screen stepped out of the water and turned to the house. It was the dead of night. Behind the house was a full moon that illuminated the woods with an eerie glow. I approached the home and entered inside. As I did so – or rather, as I watched myself do so, the interior suddenly became engulfed in flames. My dread turned to horror. It felt so real.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
My broadcasted self was unfazed. He began ascending the stairs, more flames following in his wake. Upon reaching the top, I – he entered into another room. A bedroom. Inside it was a man. Cowering. I knew what was about to happen. I told myself to stop. I screamed at the television, but he could not hear me. I watched as the room was suddenly rendered ablaze. I watched the man’s agony as he burned. I couldn’t take it anymore. Disgusted, I grabbed the nearest object and flung it at the television, shattering it.\u00a0<\/p>\n\n\n\n
As I stood there catching my breath, I suddenly heard a clicking noise coming from behind me\u2026 A VHS player. It spat out a tape\u2026 Had that been what I was watching? Some sort of snuff film? Why was I in it? My mind was pulled away from these questions as I slowly realized that something was off about my home. It\u2026 wasn’t my home. But\u2026 it was? It was a very confusing sensation, one that’s hard to describe\u2026<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I began wandering around the house. It was a bit difficult to navigate as it was quite dark. I entered a lit room with a mirror. When I looked at myself, I saw someone else\u2026 but it was still me. I still don’t know how to put it into words.\u00a0<\/p>\n\n\n\n
After that, it gets a bit fuzzy\u2026 I remember getting a familiar feeling – the feeling that I was being watched. I turned to look out the window and was greeted with a pair of glowing eyes. I was startled, obviously, but what shocked me more was what I saw in the window’s reflection. Standing behind me was that man\u2026 the one I saw yesterday. He was still wearing that giant, shiny mask. As I turned to look at him\u2026 I woke up. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
I’m not really sure if I’d call what I experienced a “nightmare” since it was more surreal than anything. I’m left with some conflicting feelings\u2026 On one hand, I’m hopeful that this might be a sign of my lost memories finally beginning to resurface. However, if this is what my past consisted of, then perhaps it’s best left buried\u2026<\/p>\n\n\n\n
There is one more strange detail that I recall\u2026 Just as I was turning to face the masked man, I remember hearing someone whisper a name. “Nocta”.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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