It's not the fact that I couldn't move that was the scary part necessarily. There's a lot to explain about this but I have an irrational fear of dreams because they don't make sense. So when I realise I'm dreaming, my brain freaks out and thinks of the worst possible things. Usually I can just quickly wake up and possibly be a bit unnerved by what happened before I did, but this was like that, only I couldn't move or scream and I could feel my actual body but it wouldn't do anything and one of the "things" in my "dream" made a "sound" and I could actually hear it through my left ear, not just in my head. Basically I was entirely conscious while trapped in a hallucinogenic nightmare but enable to control my body.
I don't even think that's a good description but it was anti fun. The opposite of fun. And of course, when I looked up what had happened, there was a lot of mention of "a feeling of a presence in the room" which there absolutely was and that creeped me out to an extent that I'm not quite comfortable talking about.
But if I don't sleep, I'll start seeing things anyway which is just my "worst nightmare" so I guess I'm going to have to just sleep.
This is some fucked up nightmare on elm street shit.
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