I need to get back to having nightmares about work. At least something productive comes from those.
Last night, I had a nightmare about becoming a brain in a jar.
I was marched down a long hallway and when I got to the room at the end, someone behind me injected me with something that caused immediate paralysis. I was slowly lowered to the floor while panic was setting in.
Shortly after reaching the floor, I felt a sharp pain and I felt like I couldn't breathe and that my heart was stopped. Having my vision shift so that I was looking down on my decapitated body quickly led to further panic. It was followed by a brief sensation of pressure on my skull and then...nothing. No external stimuli whatsoever. Just me, alone in my own brain with my thoughts.
A fate worse than death.
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