Nightmares & Omens

Nightmares & Omens

The dream began as thus this past Sunday:

I was at a restaurant, placing an order and just chatting with friends, when our surroundings began to grow darker. Before a few moments had passed, it was night time. I looked around and aside from the glow of the restaurant, all of the other buildings around me had gone dark.

I turned to ask one of my friends what was going on, but no one else was there. From out of the darkness, ambled a little old lady, walking up the side of the road near where I was standing.

She was white haired, wore a grey sweater vest over a light blue blouse, jeans, brown loafers, and was using a walker. She noticed me and started shuffling in my direction. Concerned, I said hello, and I asked her if she needed help. She mumbled something I couldn’t hear, and kept coming closer. You could hear the walker scratching the pavement as she did so.

I stepped closer, again asking her if she needed help. She shook her head, and looked at me. Her blue eyes were piercing, and she had the look of someone who was troubled. She spoke again, and this time I could hear what she was saying. She said, “I just need to button your shirt.”

I was confused for a moment, and looked down at my clothes. Sure enough, aside from jeans and shoes, I was also wearing a white and blue striped button down shirt that was unbuttoned, and you could see the white shirt underneath.

I chuckled and dismissed her concern. “Don’t worry, it’s no problem. I’m fine with my shirt unbuttoned.”

She was now coming closer, perhaps 6 or 7 feet away, and she looked at me with pleading eyes: “I have to button your shirt.”

She took a step closer, and I took one step back. I felt just a small trill of fear because she was behaving so oddly. I said again, “it’s okay, you don’t have to do that, my shirt is fine.”

She started to get upset, and before I could do anything else, she threw the walker aside, and made two giant strides forward, grabbing me by the shirt collar.

Terror ran through me as her eyes turned black, and her hair blew wildly as if she were standing in the heart of a tornado. She began screaming, her mouth gaping widely, as she shook me, all I could focus on at first was her yellow teeth spraying spittle in my face, as she began demanding something beyond my comprehension. I could not understand the words she was saying as she shook me violently, the blacks of her eyes began running down her cheeks, leaving streaks, while blood began to pour from her mouth, and she began to wail like a banshee.

That’s when I woke up. The time on the clock read 3:00 AM.

It could be a message, an omen, a sign, perhaps? Of course, it could just be the workings of an over-stressed mind, but I felt it was worth putting down into words. I sure won’t forget it for a while.

Regardless, once I awoke, I clutched the amulet around my neck for a few moments, and said a little prayer to the goddess to help calm my nerves.

I have told you everything I can recall. Clearly, it was not a pleasant dream, and I am curious if it means anything. A quick glance at a few supposed dream interpretation sites offer multiple possibilities, but no concrete answers.

May we both have sweet dreams.

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