I was sitting on a stool just minding my own business when a tingly sensation infiltrated through my body. I thought nothing of it and carried on with what i was doing. All of a sudden, with no other warning, my body froze and i feel from the stool to the ground face down. I couldn’t move. Everyone ran up to me and asked if i was ok and i replied,
“Don’t worry, it’s ok, i’m just in sleep paralysis.”
No one had a clue what i was talking about as this usually happens when i tell people something that breaks the boundaries of their world. I thought this was it but it got worse. My vision became blurry to the point where all was in soft focus and then even that became even worse to the point where all i could see was a blur of colours. I was blind. This couldn’t be real but nevertheless i began to panic a little. It couldn’t get any worse right? I was wrong. I began shouting to everyone for help. I was actually scared for once. As i shouted a burst of two extremely loud sound frequencies perforated my ear drums. One was a really low frequency and the other a really high frequency; together forming a bleeding melody from hell. The sound was never-ending and i found myself deaf. My ultimate fear of ultimate paralysis, where i cannot move, see or hear. I knew i could still shout but it didn’t matter anymore, all was lost.
I had to wake myself up. I knew i was dreaming, but why was i stuck? Was it the fear? I shouted at the top of my lungs once more and like an exit from a coma i awoke in the real world still screaming. It took a second before i realised my scream from the dream had continued into reality and so i stopped before anyone in the house had heard. My head pulsated in pain and my heart was pounding harder than ever but my body was still in sleep paralysis. My body lay dead and my arms crossed over my chest. I calmed down as my body melted from the sleep paralysis and after a few minutes i got up to drink some water.
I don’t get nightmares often. To be honest i am pretty sure this is my life’s third nightmare. This was by far the worst nightmare i have ever had. And the worst part was that this is the first time a nightmare has seeped so far into reality after waking up. Usually i am able to wake myself up from within the dream world earlier, or even embrace death in the dream, because death always wakes me up, even though i am left with the cause of death as a waking pain for the whole day; a downside to lucid dreaming. But this wasn’t death, this was torture and torture is always the worst.