Bogleech.com's 2019 Horror Write-off:
Submitted by defenestraion
and even after I actually stepped on one, I couldn’t find one of
them; a rare piece I got off what looked like a buried meteorite, not
that I really knew the name of it. I don’t think I was supposed to
take it, but I figured, “What the Hell, it’s not like anyone will
Today was not a good day. As I went in to work, my coworker told me over
the phone she was taking the day off after a bad nightmare. I’m not
entirely sure why she needs a full day off because of that, but
whatever, I don’t know her mental state, I just had to do more
stuff today. At least the boss is understanding about this sort of
Today was not a good day. My neighbour from before was taken away in an
ambulance, having apparently fallen into a coma. I wonder if it has
anything to do with my coworker, and worry about the customer from
was not a good day. I had to take the day off from work again; I
found myself having a hard time reading, like I knew what stuff
should say but the actual letters didn’t make sense.
Today was not a good day. I finally got hospitalized; although I wasn’t comatose or anything,
people were coming around to take in anyone who’d been having
nightmares just in case.
At the hospital, I also got to see something relieving, at least; I
recognized my coworker. I think she got a new job here, but I wasn’t
able to get the chance to ask them, unfortunately, as she walked away
into a faceless crowd.
Today is not a good day. I wake up in the hospital, and the doctors are
amazed I was able to survive for so long. I’m quite relieved at
this, but the question becomes raised as to how they know I’ve been
able to go so long, and how they know it’s unusual.
Soon the faceless doctors leave the room, leaving me alone, As I get up to
try asking them, someone else comes in, and immediately I try to back
up in fear. The monster from my dreams, his characteristic face clear
as day, though now he at least has a doctor’s scrubs on.
With no other choice that leaves me safe, I have to pull a feint; when he
tries to talk toward me, I vault over the bed to rush out. As I run
around, the place becomes increasingly desolate, though it’s not
like anyone was actually responding to me anyways. I quickly check
behind me to see if the monster is still there, and quickly rush into
another room to hide.
The “room” is just tunnels, however. I can see my coworker again,
bound up, and finally get the chance to see what I can do, but the
chains are all fused directly to the wall and while alive she’s not
responding to anything I do.
Tonight’s dream is absolutely frightening. I wake up, but when I step outside
my apartment, I’m back in the tunnels. I realize I’ve been
trapped in multiple layers of dreams, but I can’t meaningfully
leave them. Then I wake up.
Today was not a good day. I figured out that I was trapped in a dream, but
soon it was worthless as I got caught. I found myself bound by
shackles that appeared from nowhere, and couldn’t move or talk.
The monster appeared again. He thanked me for being his host, but then
just left without explaining further. I was left simply sitting them,
unable to react, to help the other people who would sometimes appear,
usually also having to run from the monster. I don’t know if they
were also real people or just there to torment me like the medical
staff. I eventually just stopped thinking, since it wasn’t like I
could just wake up this time.