Nightmare dreams

If dreams were true, what would happen?

I'm in a room. All is black and I cannot see. A searing light turns on over my head. For a second I see nothing, hear nothing. Then I hear a door creak open, sounds like a metal door. The door bangs closed. I hear footsteps coming closer, closer, until they stop. All is silent for a moment. I am on the ground so I only see the persons feet. This person is wearing white shoes, too white. I feel a urge to stand, I slowly do. The man, at least I think he is a man, is staring at me. He is wearing a mask over his mouth, a doctor's coat and slacks. Everything about him is white. His hair, his clothes, his eyes, and even his skin has a white tint to it. The man is holding a small sharp white knife in his left hand. Slowly he starts to raise that arm, to bring the knife towards me. I start to panic. There is no way out of the room. I heard that door bang shut and if there was a window, there would be a little light coming in, even if it was midnight. Then with a sudden lunge he sticks the knife in my throat.

I wake up in a cold sweat. It is almost like I can still feel the knife in my throat. In fact, now that I am thinking about it, it hurts even more. I shake all thoughts about my dream away and glance at the clock. It is only seven in the morning, but I get up anyway, I want to take a shower to clear my thoughts. I walk into the bathroom and walk over to the whole length mirror to tie my hair in a messy bun. When I look in the mirror I see a scar I have never seen before. I am scared. It is in the same place as where the man from my dream stuck his knife. Images of the dream start flashing through my head. The black room, the searing light, the metal door, the man in all white, no escape, the knife...then the knife in my throat. My eyes are closed as these images flash through my head. The last image sticks in my head. I can't get it out. I feel a searing pain. It is on my throat. I open my eyes and look in the mirror. I stare in horror as I see my hair turn white. My skin, my clothes and last my eyes. Just before I go blind I see blood pouring from my neck. It drips to the floor and I feel the warm liquid pool at my feet. What is happening, I wonder in terror. It was all just a dream! A voice inside my head says, aren't all dreams true in someway? I fall to the ground, covered in my blood.

Author's Note

I'm trying out some new types of texts. I would appreciate it, f you told me what you think about this.

Reviews

[SleeplessVolcano]

Very powerful story. I want to suggest to add some dialogue into it. If you can imagine the typical horror movie, where the crazy serial killer is about to cut someone, he or she usually has some insane comment to make before the first cut.......

Also, and I know it is a bit gruesome, but you are there now, so keep going :) Explain the feeling, in the dream, of the knife piercing your skin. Explain how it feels when the blood starts dripping.....explain the sound of the drip, drip, drip.....on the naked concrete floor....and how your mind is suddenly get a bit more foggy.....

And then you wake up.....And of course, even during the waking up phase, you can add some dialogue (not sure with who) but I feel that dialogue makes a story more real than without it.

This could easily develop into a short story....:) Great writing.

[Aina_Sofia]

Thank you for the advice! I appreciate it. I will take all of the advice into consideration if I write another horror story!