The photo of my nightmare was revealed, but then I realize that after knowing him [ and waking up ], he wasn't a nightmare anymore, was a dream.
[ When I have a good dream, I wake up sad, because he´s over, but when I have a nightmare, I became happy to awake. ]
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[Port] A foto do meu pesadelo apareceu, mas depois de conhece-lo não era mais um pesadelo, era um sonho. [ Quando você tem um sonho bom você acorda e fica triste porque ele acabou, mas quando você tem um pesadelo você fica feliz por ter acordado ! ]

You know he's in there... somewhere...


Ever since I first played the game "Exmortis" on Newgrounds I've been afraid of tunnels. o_o'

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The door opens and i see myself... only twisted. Blood glimmers on my clothes... I am broken. There is nothing left but anger and pain. The hollow shell of who I am. I can't look away.. the twisting darkness consumes me....

Contest entry. Thinking of adding color. I know a fast moving car will spell my end. As was predicted it in my dreams.

It's a man. He is sad. He is sad because he cannot see the beauty of the world around him.
The red represents his blood, which was shed when he lost his eyes.
The blue represents his tears, which were shed when he lost his eyes.

Dunno where this is going yet. Any feedback? :D

Ugh...yeah, my first time drawing something scary. My actual nightmare is clown but I didn't want to draw them since they disturb me.

haha...I'm an addict now XD

I dream about zombies chasing me allllll the time trying to eat me alive, infact i had a dream just 2 nights ago that i was on a boat being chased by them with nowhere to run! I think i dream about them cos i love horror movies and zombie movies are the only ones that can really freak me out and even though i love the movies id hate for them to be real... Thank god in my dream they never manage to catch me....

I rated it 18 to be on the safe side

I open the door to find the vision of myself staring right back at me; the idle flashes of memory, imagery that flies by too fast for the eyes to process, the black butterflies swirling around before conscious escapes this bewildering estate of affiars. I see the ghostly waters that swallow bodies whole, sucking me in to relive my past. The reflection of my present day life is shining above the surface, waiting patiently for me to break its calm and enter the new disfigured picture. People that take pictures of you while you slowly drown in the river.
Waking up in the cold sweat of reality; heart racing, chest heaving, eyes wandering to the fragment of a ceiling above me. I'm shaking inside, as if each encounter formed another wraith in the ripples of the water...
You're just opening another door by peering in.

It was sort of like a "the sims" scenerio. The cursor is there because thought it would explain the dream better. I think I was having a flashback of when I was riding the carousel at bush gardens when i was 7 or 8. Anyways, I picked up and tossed over the edge and I tried screaming but nothing would come out, which was the worse part, the light was fading and it was so dark.
I wish all my dreams weren't black and white.
I didn't purposely make the carousel so scary though :D I like that it's not too realistic.