Board Thread:Role Playing Board/@comment-30464739-20160208232228/@comment-30464739-20160209232144

I've had a lot of competition for the worst nightmare. However I had one that was...strangely really awful. I was reading a horror fiction back when I was still very vulnerable to being scared, and the fiction had pictures and gore. It opened up into a nightmare in not very long and, while the fiction itself wasn't scary, it made my nightmares increase in quality - and I mean, like they just became worse in fear heightening.

This horror fiction? I don't remember anymore. All I know that in my dream, someone was raped, and my nightmare had it so laid out to be real that I thought it was actually happening. I only knew it was fake right before the nightmare ended - the Echeno was still after my soul. The Echeno, I've told people about this creature a thousand times, was a lifelong nightmare always stalking me, wanting to tear me apart and consume my innards. And that was exactly its purpose once more, trying to find me in the open world, which was conveniently set up for it to find me faster.

It wasn't over then. I may have woken up, but it was two in the morning. I couldn't go back to sleep, I could count so many hallucinations that forced me to be on guard. At times I must have partially fallen asleep as I was randomly jumpscared at times and I always ended up going numb.

This dream was awfully recent too. I said it happened when I was vulnerable, but by that I meant like late 2014, where Five Nights at Freddy's still hit me hard and scared my mind.