The Production Team
My dreams may be vivid, but they're also limited in several ways:
1) I never remember or get to the ending
2) There's usually a random reference I can point out from the previous day
3) They're either weird, random jumbles of images or they're professionally produced horror films
The good news is the production value of my nightmares actually renders them less scary, since part of me understands that visual graphics this good can't be real. Yet it also leaves deep-rooted and disturbing visuals in my head that I remember for years.
My production team's credits include:
- The Dumb Killer : In which a conspiring couple who own a remodeled bed and breakfast use the old dumb waiter to ascend in costume and frighten their guests away....until the dumb waiter suddenly starts to move on its own towards them
- The Imp : In which a party-goer walking along the cobblestones of a dark, lamplit street sees a shadow scurrying underneath the parked cars and begins to run - chased by a squat, red imp with a razor sharp grin, rushing under their feet and cackling in the night
- The Cannibal Cruise : In which a cruise ship floats adrift at sea, not a living soul on board except for one deceptively young girl in a blood-stained dress and several large, putrid oil drums filled with leftover human fat and gristle she could not manage to digest
- The Bomb : In which our hero finds themself tied up in the trunk of a moving car, struggling to escape, when a buzzer starts going off along with a blinking red light on the box stored next to them (hint: my alarm pulled me out of this one)
- The Caves : In which our Scooby-Doo style investigators search an old shack overlooking a resort, only to discover a hidden system of caves below along with an old map outlining how to navigate the tunnels and avoid the mysterious beast within (Interesting note: My partner had nearly the exact same dream that night, except their team started inside the caves and spent hours finding a way out, only to end up in an old abandoned shack)