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Well, it was more of a nightmare actually. I'm just going to do the long version so I can remember it better for my lucid dream training. It probably isn't that scary, but I was pretty terrified when I woke up sooooooo yeaaaa.
It begins with being in the car with ~peanutthephantom. We were a driving along the scenic backroads of our wonderfully uncultured area when shit gets creepy. He begins to talk about some shit. Some crazy shit. Involving demons and shit, which normally I would think is funny, but in dreamland it was all too real and not so funny. Here we are driving along, to someone's house...maybe his, when we come to a fork in the road. "Which way should we go?" asks the driver. "I don't give fuck, whatevs brah," I replied. "Well, that way is more haunted and dangerous and crazy, so we won't go that way." "Alright, sou----------wait.......what?" <terrorbegin> So then he starts talking all this crazy shit about all this demonic research he's been doing around town, and I am just mortified, just waiting for the devil to jump out and flip the car, then proceed to rip me in half and slurp down my viscera. Not fun. We get to our destination (my house?) and park in this rather large garage. He made me walk back to another car with him to smell some demonsmell or hear some hellnoise, to teach me the ways of terror. I did not want this. He talks about some other shit, about the woods and other nonsense and then we go inside, which, once inside, is my house. There are several people here. Sister was having a shindig of sorts and I tried to warn them about the insidious demon hole we lived in. They were all about the fun though, and took no heed. My sister and some others thought it would be FUCKING A PLUS to go for a walk AND RUN INTO THE WOODS. Why anyone would want that, I could never know. At this point I'm pretty sure Dreamself is having an anxiety attack about these retards.
Some other shit happens, I can't really recall it all clearly. I closed all the curtains (what that is supposed to do against the hordes of hell, I really can't say) and taped my sisters window shut (because just to terrify me more, she didn't have glass in her window). I woke up before anyone returned, on the same bed I was hiding and sketching out on to hear the crazy sleet noises whispering against the side of my house, which may have been the cause of this all along. I'm not freaking out anymore, so I can attempt sleep again soon </terrorend>.
SORRY ABOUT THAT TL;DR BULLSHIT, I needed to document this ish.
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/introduces you to fleet of demons
MY BADD.
"Oh what's that? Demon's are scratching upon the fabric of the universe. Let me feed you to the infernal forces of the damned."
"UHHHH. NOOO."