Lucid Nightmare - Devoured By Cannibal

“It is better to fall among crows than flatterers; for those devour only the dead — these the living.” — Antisthenes (444-371 BC).

It was a lazy Thursday afternoon and I felt the curtains of deep slumber calling out to me. I had been trying all week to have a lucid dream, particularly one filled with soul blistering terror. My pineal gland was pulsating with a maddening vibration - psychic visions bubbling out of my eye sockets - an indigo plasma cloud obstructing my view of the television.

I had been watching Star Wars: Revenge of the Sith, which features my future wife, Natalie Portman. Natalie hasn’t met me yet, though I have sent her 172 unanswered letters and am president of her fan club. I thought my eyes were open, but things felt strange. The movie seemed to have an altered story line.

The echoes of thunder rolled through my bones causing my flesh to undulate atop it’s connective fascia. I noticed the cool scent of sapphire rain as the storm approached - pure blackness ensued. I wasn’t quite sure if I was asleep or in a dreamlike state. I kept feeling I was going to see something I shouldn’t - something evil. My heart was pounding and I had trouble getting air into my lungs.

I believed my eyes were open - I could see my arms though my face felt buried in humid pillow. I couldn’t move. I struggled with all my might but couldn’t twitch a single muscle…WHO’S THERE? My arms were broken - twisted into a strangled knot of sickness - pinned beneath my sleeping corpse. I was shredded road kill, ripped into muscular blood knots, imploded within it’s inside out. Through a morbid cleft, my left arm protruded from my chest; but I sat up, floating above myself. I stood perpendicular to the centerline of my own consciousness. I purposefully rode upon the backs of each blood cell - soaring through the labyrinth of vascular tunnels and lymphatic caves. WHO’S THERE? I convulsed almost breaking my contorted neck - muscles paralyzed - splattered like a carcass on the windshield of my bed.

Deadness. Silence. I asphyxiated in this vacuum of emptiness - too weak to live. I was dead. Something was near, I could feel it’s presence. I heard him speak, “You must breathe…breathe or you will die for real.”

I panicked, unable to move - my heart a frozen stone - wrenched in the pit of my trembling chest. I was a naked newborn infant. A man dressed in black held me by the leg - carrying me to death. I saw my cold blue skin in the mirror as he walked viciously towards an open door. He gazed upon me - a wicked smile carved into his face. He growled, “Die you putrid little maggot,” and tossed my freshly born body onto a horrific nest of fire ants. Pain. Soul scorching pain. My tender milky flesh devoured by the bloodthirsty horde - thousands of scarlet beasts crawling, shrouding me in tortuous misery. I could see him through a dusty window, kneeling before the half eaten child. He doused the baby in kerosene and dropped a lit match - the carcass engulfed in blistering crimson flame. The stench of roasted pork infiltrated my dilated nostrils, my stomach quivered yet I could not gag. I had fallen through the icy sheets of consciousness, drowning in hellish terror.

cannibal

cannibal

The cannibal sat by a stone wall and ate my blood drenched remains, washing it down with a cold beer. He cleaned every fiber of meat from the grisly rib cage, filling his belly with tender charred flesh. He said in a regal tone, “May the force be with you.”

I awakened on the kitchen floor, saliva drizzling down my face. The blood flow in both arms had been choked off and I couldn’t push myself up from the cold floor. AARGGHHH…I madly gasped for breath, finally sucking air into my nearly collapsed lungs. I climbed to my feet and staggered into the bathroom. My face was bluish-red, blood trickling from my nose all over my chest. I rolled over and opened my eyes - still in bed - pillow soaked in sweat. I had only been asleep for 7 minutes! What a nightmare it was…I shall never forget it.

*The insane picture is Nightmare Alley 6 by DAV.
*I made this post short so bloggers will actually read it.
*Please give me a stumble & review if you like it.
*I actually do have many lucid dreams and nightmares - I enjoy them all. I did take many artistic liberties with this tale….muah ha ha ha :twisted:

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April 12, 2008 · Filed Under horror, short-story

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18 Responses to “Lucid Nightmare - Devoured By Cannibal”

  1. EuroYank on April 12th, 2008 2:30 am

    which proves you are NOT what you eat, BUT what ATE you!

    EuroYank’s last blog post..Depleted Uranium - An American War Crime That Has No End

  2. Haney on April 12th, 2008 5:50 am

    Eeewww…that’s gross. But I’m gonna watch Hannibal tonight since it is aired on TV. :razz:
    Haney’s last blog post..Need Time For Myself

  3. Setu on April 12th, 2008 6:11 am

    Nice one Bobby. One morbid dream. It’s always fun to explore the dark shades of one’s imagination.

    Setu’s last blog post..Expelled

  4. paisley on April 12th, 2008 6:20 am

    well you know i am here reading regardless of length… what wild subject matter… anyone got a toothpick??

    paisley’s last blog post..“well yer honor…”

  5. teeni on April 12th, 2008 7:40 am

    Yikes! Now I’m gonna have some lucid nightmares too! LOL. I’m stumbling ya!

    teeni’s last blog post..Sign Up for the Story Game

  6. waterlearner on April 12th, 2008 9:27 am

    Hey Dude,

    Can I order sweet dreams for your next post? This writeup is so detailed in description it is filling me with fear.

    No more horror writeup for next post can?

    waterlearner’s last blog post..Thrower or Keeper

  7. Mighty Morgan on April 12th, 2008 10:12 am

    Your writing intrigues me Bobby……I don’t know what to say except that once I started reading I couldn’t stop :)
    Mighty Morgan’s last blog post..Undone

  8. BillyWarhol on April 12th, 2008 1:05 pm

    Gosh John Carpenter Eat yer Heart out* What a Nightmare Dream on Elm Street!!

    I Hope that wasn’t yer Can o Pabst Blue Ribbon!! That would be adding Insult to Injury*

    ;)) :lol:
    BillyWarhol’s last blog post..FooFighters

  9. Revellian on April 12th, 2008 8:35 pm

    I happen to be cooking right now…are you hungry? :mrgreen:

  10. Revellian on April 12th, 2008 8:36 pm

    I can’t watch that movie, it gives me the creeps…hahaha :grin:

  11. Revellian on April 12th, 2008 8:41 pm

    Thanks Setu! This is more of my comedic horror - the truly dark shades are far too extreme for my blog :shock:

  12. Revellian on April 12th, 2008 8:51 pm

    Thanks Paisley! This is actually very tame. You want a toothpick? Savor the flavor :mrgreen:

  13. Revellian on April 12th, 2008 8:54 pm

    Thanks for the stumble Teeni! I hope I didn’t gross you out…haha! :mrgreen:

  14. Revellian on April 12th, 2008 8:57 pm

    Karen! I promise, my next post will not be a horror story. I will try some sweet dreams instead :smile:

  15. Revellian on April 12th, 2008 9:11 pm

    Thanks Morgan! The original draft is twice as long and 10x more graphic. I lightened it up as much as I could for my blog! :smile:

  16. Revellian on April 12th, 2008 9:12 pm

    Thanks Billy! No that’s not my beer, I am not one who can drink alcohol…haha :mrgreen:

  17. Billy on April 13th, 2008 3:10 pm

    That is pretty dark and deep .. did enjoy reading it though :smile:
    You have quite an imagination and flair for writing.

    Billy’s last blog post..Zodi Tent Heater - Keep off the chill

  18. Revellian on April 15th, 2008 5:50 am

    Thanks Billy…care for a full plate? :shock:

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