worst nightmare ever

					Worst Nightmare Ever


	I was awoken at 5:20 am by the worst nightmare I've ever had. It's the first time I've ever jolted straight up awake from a dead sleep. I was sweating like I was just running for a mile. I was also so scared that I don't want to sleep for the next few days.

	It all started with me in a room alone, tied to a chair. Beaten bloody, barely able to open my eyes. I had cuts and bruises everywhere, like I just went through some form of insane physical torture. I was crying in the dream, not sure if I was in real life. I was bound, gagged and it was very dark except for a little candle light at the other end of the room. It was hard to make out what the room I was in looked like, but it smelled horribly musty, cold, and smelled of straight up death. The ceiling was leaking something that wasn't water and the floor my bare feet were touching definitely wasn't solid. It felt like crunchy jello. I could hear voices in the distance, but it was too muffled by my pounding headache and ringing ears. I wish I knew more about where I was because I definitely wanted out.

	After what seemed like an eternity, it was probably only ten to twenty minutes, I heard a heavy loud metal door open. It sounded almost like an old walk in freezer door that you would find in the basement of some old restaurants or hotels. I couldn't really see very well due to my swelling eyes, but I heard something heavy being dragged toward me. I also heard a muffled voice that sounded like another person and the voice was very familiar. It sounded like there were two men dragging this chair, and they stopped it right in front of me. One of them grabbed the small candle light and put it between us. Then in a very rough accent that I have no clue where it could have originated from, I heard someone say, “Open your eyes and look up.”

	To my surprise, the person across from me was Shaunte. From the little bit of light and through my blurred vision, she looked naked. She was tied to the chair, each wrist tied to the arm of the chair. Her ankles tied to the bottom. Gagged and blind folded. She seemed in much worse shape than I was. I felt someone hit me in the back of the head and heard them say “Can you see what we've done?” in the very heavy accent. I only barely spit out a muffled answer.

	Then I heard in another language the other guy shout something, and another light came on. This time it was overhead. I could finally see what the room looked like, and it scared me worse than anything else I had ever seen. The walls, floor and ceiling were bloody bodies in a pattern of boy, girl, boy, girl. In between, they were all holding hands. They were all dead. I let out a scream, and started to shake, then I felt something like the end of a gun hit me in the side of the head. I stopped and slumped over in a daze. Unable to move, I faintly heard Shaunte start screaming, then abruptly stop as well. I started guessing one of two things here; she either recognized my voice, and/or she she just knew we were both in trouble.

	At this point, I tried to look up to see the two men in the room with us. They were just black shadow figures. They were talking to each other in a language unknown to me, but one came up behind me and head my head up, as if I was about to be forced to watch something. They walked over to Shaunte and started to beat her more. She screamed and I screamed. Trying to get away. Then I saw two blades come out. One against my neck and one against hers.

	That's when I woke up. I really don't want to go back to sleep. Ever.