It’s been a month since the week with the two creepy dreams. Â Tonight’s was much less so, but still enough to wake me up and give me goosebumps.
In my dream, I was in the house here, and the front door was open, as it often is in summer. Â I was looking out and there was a boy standing outside. Â He was no more than around 12 years old, possible even less, certainly not someone who would normally be a danger. Â He did not look threatening in any way, really. Â The strange thing was that he did not seem to notice me at all, even though the door was open and I was standing right there. Â He was just not looking that way at all. I found this embarrassing and began to close the door. Â But something made me look again. Â And he was gone. Â Disappeared in the matter of a couple seconds. Â That’s when I was creeped out and woke up. That and there were sounds as if there was a tractor or some construction machine outside, and a sound as if something was pulling or pushing on the house and it was giving just a little, like during a storm. Â But when the buzzing in my head stopped, the sounds had stopped as well. Â Yes, there were spindles again, which means that despite the relative vividness of the dream, it must have happened during phase II. Â It was about 20 minutes after I fell asleep.
The only common parts with the truly creepy dreams were the fact that the dream took place here, rather than in some fantasy world or somewhere I lived before, and the experience of someone overlooking me as if I was not there. A bit like those short ghost stories where in the last paragraph the main character realizes that he was the ghost all along.
I am writing this while it is fresh, before going back to bed. There haven’t been any strange sounds in the meantime. I think it was probably a passing train. Â They do that irregularly but several times a night, and the heavy goods trains when they race past here make the ground shake. Â I can’t imagine how it must be for those who live Â almost right across the road from the railway. Â There is one more neighbor between them and me, and some of the trains still make things in the house rattle and shake.