Last night I dreamt about a man trying to escape the ravages of sea. It was night time, and everything looked mostly black and difficult to make out. He was struggling amidst highly choppy water, when he came across a large chain that was apparently being held by another man, who looked older and had a huge, wirey beard.
He grabbed onto the chain, which began to move backwards toward another piece of chain that was somewhere in the distance. There was a lot of shouting between the two men. I don't think they were angry, just trying to hear each other over the sound of the water, though personally I don't remember hearing any watery sounds.
The closer it got to the other chain, the clearer it appeared to be being wound around a spire or something. The older man was, for whatever reason, unable to get away from the impending doom of being wound up with the chain, and got rather graphically crushed. Blood everywhere.
He seemed to still be alive, though, and told the other man he had to slide down to escape.
Apparently the sea had become a helter skelter, who's chute had a river of blood running all the way down it. The man had no choice but to slide down. For some reason, the chains were now trying to hit him as he slid down, slamming into the ride, but he managed to avoid them. He saw the other man again someway down and grabbed onto his leg, to try and get him out of the chain. All that really happened was that he snapped the leg off and continued with his descent.
I woke up there to the sound of my mobile phone demanding battery assistance. *laughs*
Thoughts and Observations:
Well. It seems my brain was in a gory mood for whatever reasons last night. Although the mental image of a guy sliding down a helter skelter of death with a severed leg in his hand is oddly amusing in its own, creepy way. XD
I'll be filing this under nightmare. As silly as it all was, it was mildly disturbing at the time.
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