Spider Attack

 

 

Spider Attack

By Craig Wilson

A loud banging awakens me. I groan, too.

I’m not sure how the others sleep through it.

The banging sounds originate from the roof.

A hole appears. An enormous spider emerges.

There’s a massive spider looking for blood.

I flee, hoping to escape from the wild beast.

The spider is in hot pursuit. It will not give up.

So I decide to lure the spider out of the house.

The neighbours do not know what's going on.

A truck smashes this massive, gigantic spider.

It turned out that the spider was a large robot.

My alarm goes off, and I abruptly wake up.

The End

The above story is a loose adaptation of a dream I had. If there is anything you would like to ask, feel free to leave a comment, and thank you for reading.

 

Escape or Lose

 

 

 

Escape or Lose

By Craig Wilson

The smoke clears, but I’m not at home.

On closer inspection, I’m in a cell.

I’m not alone; there are other folks.

Seven strangers are panicking, too.

We are all wearing strange collars.

We’re reminded why we are all here.

The captor wants us to flee now.

However, we must work together.

I give a speech to motivate the others.

Meanwhile, I need to solve a riddle.

We receive the keys required to exit.

The others are excited to leave here.

We use our keys to escape the cell.

The alarm goes off, and I wake up.

The End

The above story is a loose adaptation of a dream I had. If there is anything you would like to ask, feel free to leave a comment, and thank you for reading.

Zombie Tagging

  

Zombie Tagging

By Craig Wilson

The smoke clears, and I see I'm not in my home.

I'm not sure why I’m in a bar with my father.

I'm reminded that there are zombies outside.

My father feels we should vacate the area now.

So, my father and I hurry to the bar's rooftop.

My father has a sniper gun to shoot the undead.

I shoot zombies with tags, which are explosives.

My father shoots the undead, which explode.

More zombies are moving towards us, though.

We’re running low on ammo. It’s pretty dire.

The alarm goes off, and I exit the dream world.

The End

Ghost Attack

  

Ghost Attack

By Craig Wilson

The smoke clears; I’m no longer inside my home.

In fact, I realize I'm in a brand-new restaurant.

As always, I don't recollect visiting here.

The eatery appears to have an Asian motif.

A member approaches me with a kind smile.

I am grateful for dining at this great business.

My cellphone goes off. My friend is on the line.

I am reminded that I need to get back to school.

So I pay for my dinner and exit the premises.

Violent ghosts began hitting me as well.

I hop on the bus. I also exit this nightmare.

The End

The above story is a loose adaptation of a dream I had. If there is anything you would like to ask, feel free to leave a comment, and thank you for reading.

Poor Dolly

  

Poor Dolly

By Craig Wilson

The smoke clears, and I’m not in my house.

I find myself inside a huge, creepy house.

People abandoned this house years ago.

I don't remember why I came here at all.

Walking along, I soon hear a girl crying.

I discover the girl crying in her bedroom.

Curious, I ask the girl what is wrong.

She says something broke her doll.

I look down and notice the ruined doll.

The girl's doll appears overly realistic.

However, the girl looks like a doll.

Frightened, I flee the house. I scream.

As the house disappears, I exit the dream.

The End

The above story is a loose adaptation of a dream I had. If there is anything you would like to ask, feel free to leave a comment, and thank you for reading.

The Foggy Village

  

The Foggy Village

By Craig Wilson

I instantly come to. I see I’m outside.

As usual, I have no recollection at all.

I assume I have some errands to run.

So I stroll around to get my bearings.

Curious, I wander down a random lane.

I leave my town and discover a little area.

A cool fog covers this town like a blanket.

There doesn’t appear to be anyone around.

Something seems to monitor me as well.

There are strange whispers in this old village.

I need to leave this area. I quickly backtrack.

I enter a strange tunnel and exit the dream.

The End

The above story is a loose adaptation of a dream I had. If there is anything you would like to ask, feel free to leave a comment, and thank you for reading.

Boat Trip to Hell

  

Boat Trip to Hell

By Craig Wilson

The smoke clears. I see that I am on a boat.

Surprisingly, I do not recall taking a cruise.

I walk around, looking for a good answer.

Nobody around me can explain it to me.

Suddenly, a doorway appears in the ocean.

Our boat enters the gateway. We panic.

We suspect someone is involved in this.

I find the magician who’s a stowaway.

Of course, I take the mage’s magic orb.

I use the orb to open a doorway to Earth.

We leave Hell and eventually return home.

I enter my compartment, but exit the dream.

The End

The above story is a loose adaptation of a dream I had. If there is anything you would like to ask, feel free to leave a comment, and thank you for reading.

Work Clones

  

Work Clones

By Craig Wilson

The smoke clears: I am not at home now.

I can tell I'm in a massive office building.

Oddly enough, I recollect nothing. I shrug.

I’m wearing a suit. I work in a small cubicle.

My coworkers seem to be extremely busy.

I follow suit, typing away at my computer.

A colleague reminds me it's break time.

So unwillingly, I decide to have a rest.

Walking to the canteen, I see an odd door.

I enter the room. I see humans in large vats.

Clones surround me. I feel uneasy right.

I race down the halls to avoid the clones.

I enter the elevator and exit the dreamscape.

The End

The above story is a loose adaptation of a dream I had. If there is anything you would like to ask, feel free to leave a comment, and thank you for reading.

Vampire Frenzy

  

Vampire Frenzy

By Craig Wilson

The smoke clears, and I'm inside a Gothic castle.

As always, I have no recollection of coming here.

I roam around in vain, hoping to find the exit.

No such luck. The castle resembles a huge maze.

Suddenly, I see a woman in a black dress.

She claims she kidnapped me to be her slave.

I realize this woman is indeed a crazed vampire.

I run through the ancient castle, looking for help.

There is no one around who can save me right now.

So, I jump out the window, exiting the dreamscape.

The End

The above story is a loose adaptation of a dream I had. If there is anything you would like to ask, feel free to leave a comment, and thank you for reading.

Spider Shoes

  

Spider Shoes

By Craig Wilson

The smoke clears, and I’m in my house.

It’s not uncommon for me to be in here.

Oddly, I can’t find my normal shoes.

So, I leave my room to find the shoes.

Thus, I locate my shoes in the living room.

Spiders quickly emerge from the shoes.

Naturally, I panic out about this issue.

A spider woman also arrives in the room.

She warns me not to kill any of the kids.

I oblige and leave her children alone.

The spider woman allows me to live, too.

I exit the main door and leave the dream.

The End

The above story is a loose adaptation of a dream I had. If there is anything you would like to ask, feel free to leave a comment, and thank you for reading.

Back from the Church

  

Back from the Church

By Craig Wilson

The smoke clears, and I see I'm in a small church.

My brother appears. He says we have to leave.

So I followed my brother out of the chapel.

We end up going to a huge shopping centre.

A young lady invites us out somewhere.

My brother and I visit a weird hotel.

We end up joining a covert resistance.

The resistance is against the alien invaders.

My brother and I attend the secret training.

The hostile aliens attack the secret base.

I rush through a door and exit the dream.

The End

The above story is a loose adaptation of a dream I had. If there is anything you would like to ask, feel free to leave a comment, and thank you for reading.

Another Mad Day

  

Another Mad Day

By Craig Wilson

The smoke clears, and I find myself outside.

In fact, I realise I am right outside my workplace.

Naturally, I'm here to open the place up as usual.

Suddenly, an adversary demands my wallet.

So I pretend I'm nuts to scare my assailant.

My attacker realizes what's going on and flees.

I make sure the cover workers can get in, too.

Some odd cat follows me through the building.

Interestingly, the building resembles a workshop.

Regardless, I quickly prepare for my next shift.

My alarm goes off, and I exit this dream.

The End

The above story is a loose adaptation of a dream I had. If there is anything you would like to ask, feel free to leave a comment, and thank you for reading.

Lucid Wasp Escape

  

Lucid Wasp Escape

By Craig Wilson

I’m in my room right now, but I’m frightened.

I hear a wasp buzzing about in my bedroom.

I’m deathly frightened of being stung by wasps.

It’s also late. I should get some sleep right now.

So, I decide to hide beneath my bed covers for safety.

However, I can hear a furious buzzing in my bedroom.

I’m feeling anxious. I really don’t want to be stunned.

I hear the buzzing cease. I hope the wasp is gone.

I carefully look. I see the wasp leave through the window.

Thankfully, my alarm wakes me from this nightmare.

The End

The above story is a loose adaptation of a dream I had. If there is anything you would like to ask, feel free to leave a comment, and thank you for reading.

Zombie House

  

Zombie House

By Craig Wilson

The smoke clears, and I see I’m in a big house.

As always, I don’t recall visiting this house.

I see a zombie. I freak out and murder it.

The front door has four locks, and I’m stuck.

So I realize I'm in an escape room situation.

Without an option, I search for the four keys.

It is difficult; there are many lethal traps.

Now, I feel like I am caught in a video game.

I somehow get all the house keys I need.

I slay any vile monsters that get in my way.

When I leave the house, I leave my dream.

The End

The above story is a loose adaptation of a dream I had. If there is anything you would like to ask, feel free to leave a comment, and thank you for reading.

Haunted School Havoc

 

Haunted School Havoc

By Craig Wilson

The smoke clears, and I see I’m at a high school.

However, I don't recall attending a high school.

Some girl reminds me I need to get to class.

I quickly notice I'm wearing the same uniform.

On my way, I saw a ghost harassing a pupil.

The ghost pushes the child against a locker.

The ghost vanishes, cackling like a lunatic.

I help accompany the kid to the infirmary.

We get there, and the school nurse is a skeleton.

I scream. I rush out of the room and exit the dream.

The End

The above story is a loose adaptation of a dream I had. If there is anything you would like to ask, feel free to leave a comment, and thank you for reading.

Bathroom Flood

 

Bathroom Flood

By Craig Wilson

The smoke clears, and I am in my home.

It isn’t unusual for me to be in my house.

I go downstairs to use the restroom.

I do my business, and I also wash up.

However, the taps will not turn off.

I panic and attempt to fix everything.

Yet, I somehow make matters worse.

The water pours wildly out of the sink.

The bathroom soon fills up with water.

I find it hard to open the bathroom door.

I somehow open the door. I am free.

The water rushes out like a tidal wave.

My phone goes off, and I wake up.

The End

The above story is a loose adaptation of a dream I had. If there is anything you would like to ask, feel free to leave a comment, and thank you for reading.

Zombie Café

 

Zombie Café

By Craig Wilson

The smoke clears, and I am in a random café.

As always, I do not remember coming here.

I am not alone. My father is here with me.

My father reminds me zombies are out there.

I look through a crack in the boarded-up window.

My father is telling the truth; zombies are outside.

I shoot a zombie boy as he crawls towards us.

The parents quickly emerge from the back, crying.

The parents slowly lose consciousness, though.

As a result, my father and I shoot the parents.

My phone alarm goes off, and I quickly wake up.

The End

The above story is a loose adaptation of a dream I had. If there is anything you would like to ask, feel free to leave a comment, and thank you for reading.

Spooky College Time

 

Spooky College Time

By Craig Wilson

The smoke clears, and I am at a college campus.

Strangely, I don't remember coming here.

My father is here. He says I'm here to enrol.

The students and faculty are celebrating Halloween.

My father and I enter the classroom for the meeting.

Unfortunately, I left my papers in another room.

So I go downstairs but accidentally leave.

I return to college, but this time things are different.

I explore the school, but I can't find my father.

I have a panic attack. Nobody helps me at all.

The phone rings, and I quickly wake up again.

The End

The above story is a loose adaptation of a dream I had. If there is anything you would like to ask, feel free to leave a comment, and thank you for reading.

Dead Demon Dog

 

Dead Demon Dog

By Craig Wilson

The smoke clears, and I am no longer myself.

I'm my character, the Red-Eyed Demon.

I'm surrounded by buildings, and it's night.

I'm on a mission to solve several murders.

Lucinda assigned me this dangerous job.

The sound of barking disturbs the night.

So I follow the sound of the angry barks.

I come across an elderly man and his dog.

The dog is killing and devouring innocents.

Interestingly, the old man doesn't have a soul.

Thus, when the dog attacks me, I kill it.

Also, I slice the old man without mercy.

My alarm goes off, and I soon wake up.

The End

The above story is a loose adaptation of a dream I had. If there is anything you would like to ask, feel free to leave a comment, and thank you for reading.

A Shopping Nightmare

 

A Shopping Nightmare

By Craig Wilson

The smoke clears, and I'm outside a supermarket.

I am not alone; I see my father is standing with me.

It is late. My father and I have to head home.

We somehow get lost and end up in a train yard.

My father and I converse with his old colleague.

After that, we return home and get lost in the fog.

We enter a cathedral and encounter ancient ghosts.

Sadly, we see the death echoes of some victims.

We leave the cathedral and return to our house.

Neither my father nor I believe what we saw.

The End

The above story is a loose adaptation of a dream I had. If there is anything you would like to ask, feel free to leave a comment, and thank you for reading.