Tuesday, February 20, 2007

Night Visitor

The other night, I was laying in bed. The bed is in the corner of the room. My head is on the same wall as the bedroom door, which leads out into the hallway. The door was open - all the way. The only light spilling in was from a night light the hallway. But it is a very dull light, as if the bulb was on its last few minutes of burning.

As I laid there, back against the wall, I suddenly saw the figure of a man quickly glide into my room. "Who the fuck is this?" I thought. He disappeared into the darkness, but I could hear him open a drawer and rattle around a bunch of objects, like in a utility drawer. The man closed the drawer and rushed back out of the room into the hallway. He remained darkened in what little amber light that was provided.

And I laid in fear.

Before I had time to think let alone move, he came back into the room and went back to the drawer. I heard all the objects, which sounded like metal, slide forward in the drawer as he pulled it open. And I wondered to myself, "does he know I am here? If I make a noise, will I startle him? What is he searching for?"

I couldn't see him in my room. But he was in there, rummaging around, looking for something in the pitch black space. He pushed the drawer closed again and I heard him heading back towards the door, which was about three feet from my head. As he approached the door, I (inadvertently?) made a small sound. It could have been a cough, or perhaps a gasp, but he heard it. And the man stopped at the doorway, startled.

He slowly turned in my direction, and noticed, for perhaps th first time, that someone was in the room with him. And also, for the first time, I saw what he has been rushing in and out of the room to retrieve - what he has been getting into the drawer for. The amber night light in the hallway shined on a knife blade he was holding in his hand.

He squinted at first trying to find me in the darkness. And when he finally made out my form, his eyes widened, and then squinted again. He turned in my direction, with the knife, and slowly walked toward me.

And then I woke up. And thus goes my dream cycle for the past two weeks or so. I think I need a change in my medication.


  1. Sheeeesh Dop! Sleeps like that are a great advertisment for insomnia. I wonder what it could mean. See you tonight, I will be totally knife free.

  2. i've had many vivid dreams like that. every detail is so clear in my head. the specific sounds objects are making when being moved around, the feeling of your eyes being opened and seeing what you just KNOW you are seeing in the dark and even the scent of someone else being in the room. funny, i always come out of it by trying to speak. i'm embarrassed at what my neighbors must think to hear me straining to say something, anything!

    pleasant dreams to you tonight!
    :) Jeremy

  3. Very frightening stuff. It reminds me of something which happened to a friend of mine; he actually woke up in the middle of the night to see a man going through the drawers at the foot of the bed. He was so surprised that he sat up in bed and said "What's going on?"

    This bloke screamed "You're fucking dead!", then as Jason jumped out of bed, legged it back through the living room and out the window. He'd been passing out Jason's laptop, Playstation etc through the window to an accomplice outside.

    What Jason didn't realise til afterwards was that when this guy had climbed in through the window, he had moved a sword from it's stand on the window ledge (Jason is a Lord of the Rings fan, it was a collector's item). Now, he just thinks he's lucky that the guy didn't still have it in his hands when Jason jumped out of bed...

  4. Jeeeeez. That's one creepy dream. Are you taking sleep meds? THey really mess you up with stuff like that....