Hello again!
I'm thankful people managed to help me with my dream in the previous post. Therefore, I'll drop this last thing here for anyone interested to try and explain it.
This series of nightmares started some time after the one described in my last post. At the time, I often invoked lucid dreams (the kind that you are aware of and can control). It was like exploring my own conciseness until one peculiar dream happened. It was like my other lucid dreams. I created a sort of nature's garden world with meadows, forests, lakes and rivers to wander in. I must note that for anything to exist in my lucid dream I had to put mental effort into it. Remember that it's there. As I was wandering, I stumbled onto something. An out-of-place gray textureless structure. No windows or ornaments, only 4 smooth gray walls with a door leading inside. The most disturbing part is that I did not put it there nor was I able to remove it from my dream. Rather displeased that something was to disturb my dream just like that, I opened the door and entered to investigate. Inside was empty and dark. Or so it was until I noticed a presence standing in a far corner facing a wall. Once I knew it was there, it knew I was there too. I called out to it, asking who it was. It answered "I am you". It turned to face me and sure enough it was wearing my clothes, looked like me, but a few years older. Its gaze, however, was unlike mine, inhuman even. I do not remember much after, but I know we had a conversation. In short, it said something like "I was here longer than you. Your place is supposed to be mine. You are nothing but an intruder."
After that, I had nightmares daily. They all depicted an infinite dark corridor that looks like the room I met the thing in. It was chasing me, and I was not able to lucid dream. This has gone on for days. One day, I was able to finally do something in my dream. While fleeing, I was able to create a room on the corridor's side. Creaky wooden doors with glass panes, a table, a lit candle, a chair. I sat on the chair, looking through the door. It was pacing back and forth through the corridor, failing to notice the door, but it knew I was somewhere near. It gradually sped up, becoming more and more disrupted, mangled version of me. Then all went quiet. I turn away from the door and at the same time I felt a sharp pain going through my crotch. Its knife pierced through me with such force it got wedged in the chair I was sitting on. As it looked me dead in the eyes, it said something like "It's a shame they last so little" with a smile. Then left me to bleed. I die and wake up.
Eventually, the nightmares started to impact my physical health due to exhaustion.
Being unable to find help with my situation, I sought to end those nightmares with the best of my own mental capability. In the last nightmare, I stopped running, and faced the thing. I was so done with the whole situation that the only thing I could think about was revenge. I wanted my captor to feel greater fear. I twisted myself into the most hideous form I could imagine. Then I tore the thing bit by bit and ate its pieces while it was alive.
Nightmares stopped, and I woke up feeling a bit odd.
I am sorry for writing a long post, and thank you for reading. If you have any idea what or why it was, I'll be sure to read your replies and answer to the best of my ability.
I'm thankful people managed to help me with my dream in the previous post. Therefore, I'll drop this last thing here for anyone interested to try and explain it.
This series of nightmares started some time after the one described in my last post. At the time, I often invoked lucid dreams (the kind that you are aware of and can control). It was like exploring my own conciseness until one peculiar dream happened. It was like my other lucid dreams. I created a sort of nature's garden world with meadows, forests, lakes and rivers to wander in. I must note that for anything to exist in my lucid dream I had to put mental effort into it. Remember that it's there. As I was wandering, I stumbled onto something. An out-of-place gray textureless structure. No windows or ornaments, only 4 smooth gray walls with a door leading inside. The most disturbing part is that I did not put it there nor was I able to remove it from my dream. Rather displeased that something was to disturb my dream just like that, I opened the door and entered to investigate. Inside was empty and dark. Or so it was until I noticed a presence standing in a far corner facing a wall. Once I knew it was there, it knew I was there too. I called out to it, asking who it was. It answered "I am you". It turned to face me and sure enough it was wearing my clothes, looked like me, but a few years older. Its gaze, however, was unlike mine, inhuman even. I do not remember much after, but I know we had a conversation. In short, it said something like "I was here longer than you. Your place is supposed to be mine. You are nothing but an intruder."
After that, I had nightmares daily. They all depicted an infinite dark corridor that looks like the room I met the thing in. It was chasing me, and I was not able to lucid dream. This has gone on for days. One day, I was able to finally do something in my dream. While fleeing, I was able to create a room on the corridor's side. Creaky wooden doors with glass panes, a table, a lit candle, a chair. I sat on the chair, looking through the door. It was pacing back and forth through the corridor, failing to notice the door, but it knew I was somewhere near. It gradually sped up, becoming more and more disrupted, mangled version of me. Then all went quiet. I turn away from the door and at the same time I felt a sharp pain going through my crotch. Its knife pierced through me with such force it got wedged in the chair I was sitting on. As it looked me dead in the eyes, it said something like "It's a shame they last so little" with a smile. Then left me to bleed. I die and wake up.
Eventually, the nightmares started to impact my physical health due to exhaustion.
Being unable to find help with my situation, I sought to end those nightmares with the best of my own mental capability. In the last nightmare, I stopped running, and faced the thing. I was so done with the whole situation that the only thing I could think about was revenge. I wanted my captor to feel greater fear. I twisted myself into the most hideous form I could imagine. Then I tore the thing bit by bit and ate its pieces while it was alive.
Nightmares stopped, and I woke up feeling a bit odd.
I am sorry for writing a long post, and thank you for reading. If you have any idea what or why it was, I'll be sure to read your replies and answer to the best of my ability.