Twenty past five

[raven]

I woke up not knowing whether I was awake or asleep. Horrible night, of dreams and nightmares that are all coming together. I dreamed I was asleep, and woke up alone, in my own room, in my own bed, but I looked at my watch and it had stopped, and it was dark outside, and I got up and went to see what was happening, and I couldn't find anyone, and I couldn't find a clock, and I was terrified of something that was about to happen but I didn't know what, and it seemed vital I find out what time it was, but I couldn't. I don't know why I was so scared, and I know I had other dreams... I can remember a dream that involved a big room, like the lab I do Physics in, but it was older. Big, spreading, with high timbers, just like the lab I know, but somehow much older, and scarier, and yet again I don't know why I was so scared because nothing actually happened, whatever it was was implied and I've blanked it all out, except once again the clock had been removed from the lab and I didn't know what time it was and it was somehow very important that I know.

I woke up, alone in my room, and I was fairly sure I was awake, but there was blood in my mouth, which seemed like a dreamlike thing to happen, but I think I must be awake. I must also have bitten my tongue at some point during the night.

My watch has stopped at twenty past five.

Comments

[flickgc.livejournal.com]

*non-touching-hugs*

Sounds horrible. Poor Raven.

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[loneraven.livejournal.com]

Thank you, I needed a hug. *snuffle*