This Nightmare

An introduction into my psyche!!

I went to this big event, and I remember I felt suspicious, because something didn't feel right.

The building had a "ghetto concrete under construction" feel to it, and it had thin concrete stairways, cold ladders, & small holes to enter the top floor room. It was an anxious combination of great and friendly people, with this broken down, dark atmosphere.

I din't think I knew any of them. But, it was like a trust & faith growth session with these young college dudes, and with a female leader, & my initial anxiety was released. We had a good time laughing, loving, clapping & telling stories.

It was a wholesome kind of love - kind of like, just-met-these-people-but-they-are-best-friends deepness & level, like the senior faith retreat. In my dream we found true joy through the companionship.

But then things got dark, really fast.

What I remember is that there was some sort of infiltrator with a pistol of sorts (maybe a group of people) and they marched in yelling and shooting. There were other small groups and supervisors in the building, & there was a great deal of violence.

The next part happened very fast - I died.

I was shot somehow, maybe from behind, don't recall how - but I was on my side on the cold floor. The shot was through the heart, I felt no blood, and I died quickly - my chest around my heart went numb (after I sat up), and it was a kind of dull pain shooting through all of my nerves.

I just kind of faded away, then woke up.

Dying wasn't sad, it happened too fast. It was shocking, & was quite dark, but I just slowly died. A part of me saw the worry they (my friends) would feel for me, and if I recall I was told by the supervisor that it was going to be okay. I was just like, "Well, this is it. Try to get comfortable."

I had dying words, but the most ironic thing is that I don't remember them. I might have apologized, talked about the friends I made, and at the very end of the darkness I thought to say "God".

It was all whispered. Not sure anything I said was heard.

Author's Note

"Oh, I'm dying. I should probably think about God! Almost forgot!"