Wolfhead (From My Dream Journal)
I’m lying flat on my back on a slab of gray polished stone that stretches endlessly in all directions. Above me is a ceiling, maybe 2 feet above me, it is made of the same stone and also stretches in all directions infinitely. In the ceiling directly in front of me are three bored holes that seem to go on forever and there is a white light at the end of each one.
Far off to the side of me I sense movement, I turn my head to see what it is and off in the distance I see what appears to be a wisp of white smoke. It is moving like a serpent between the floor and ceiling and appears to be working its way closer to me which causes a sense of panic. I look back up at the three holes and quickly back at the wisp of white smoke. It is getting closer. I look again at the three holes and although I don’t want to leave them I feel like I should flee.
I start scootching as fast as I can but it is difficult in such a confined space. I see the end of the stone slabs and look back at the smoke and its really close. Like a ribbon waved side to side it moves and winds its way closer. Just as I get to the end of the slab and I am able to stand up and I turn to see the smoke. Now it has a head like a wolf with a trail of smoke as its body and just as I stand it’s jaws are slobbering as it gnashes its teeth like a rabid dog trying to tear me apart. I am jolted awake.
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