My Secret Horror

[dotinthesky]

Alien abduction is real and is happening right now all over our planet. I know this because I've been abducted many times.

The last abduction happened during a visit from my high school friend Susannah. We were hanging out in my apartment when a flash of light hit us. As in other times, the clock seemed to stop and leave everyone in suspension (there were other friends with us who simply froze on the spot). As an abductee, I was kept awake even though I could barely move. I saw Susannah changed into the white gown they prefer us to wear before entering their craft; she stared at me in horror as she was lifted into the sky.

There's a gap in my memory until the point Susannah and I managed to escape the space craft. We pushed through one of its tiny windows and realized the craft was atop a New York building. We jumped onto the building's roof and made our way as fast as possible to its back alley. When we looked up, we could feel the presence of the space craft atop the building, even though it was invisible to human eyes.

The next sequence of events is known to many as the mysterious attack on New York that the U.S. government refuses to explain. Susannah and I witnessed it all. We were running away as fast as possible from the space craft when, from the sky, three giant helicopters broke through the clouds. The largest one, as mighty as if it carried a leader, landed on a medium-sized building. From its inside burst out a muscular, gigantic man, who proceeded to demolish a sky scrapper in construction with his bare fists. He took the workers in the building as if they were dolls and threw them to the ground.

The other two helicopters carried thin, floating figures that pursued Susannah and I. One of them, with black robes and an old face, caught up with me and circled my throat with his cold hands. As he strangled me, I grabbed his throat and squeezed as hard as I could. I held my breath and played a survival contest with him. As our breaths disappeared, he shape-shifted into a dog.

"You can let him go now, dear," said one of the other floating shape-shifters to my attacker.

Comments

[desayuno-ingles.livejournal.com]

Wicked cool description! Did you fill in gaps in the dream, too, with some fancy writin'?

I haven't had any dreams lately that are full enough for me to describe.

And also, have you decided to make all your tags into song titles?

[commonpeople.livejournal.com]

Yes, all tags are slowly becoming song titles. Some are harder than others to find compatibles though (especially since they have to be songs I sorta like).

And yes, the bit about the U.S. government was an added bit from the waking world. :-P

[desayuno-ingles.livejournal.com]

Hehehe...I wasn't sure which bit was, but I knew a little had to be. I love it when you tell us your dreams.

Oh, and guess what? You and Martin aren't the only ones to corroborate that I talk in my sleep all the time! I wonder if it's only when there's another person in the room/bed? I want to find a way to record myself all night long and see how often I talk in my sleep.

[commonpeople.livejournal.com]

I wonder if it's only when there's another person in the room/bed?

Does a tree make a sound when it falls in the forest if there's nobody around to hear it? ;-)

[desayuno-ingles.livejournal.com]

True!