Okay, so this story is actually I don't know how familiar are with how familiar you are with reoccurring dreams, because you get used to them. They're the same, They're the exact same. The first time they happen, they're very jarring, they're very you know. It's just it's usually, at least for me, it's usually some kind of night So some people have recurring dream where it's just like a regular dream. That's for me, it's usually a nightmare. It started when I was really really young. So I was playing outside with like toys or something like that, and I would I would I was on the front portion. It would be like a gust of wind, it would get a chill. I would look up and everyone was gone. You know. I grew up with ten or twelve people in the same house easily, so this was very and you'd be completely alone, except there was one person staring at me at the edge of the front yard. He would always be wearing like a robes, maybe like monk Monkeish robes, you know, like kind of like a drab kind of color, a rope like sash around his waist and his head his he had like a hood, but it was it was pulled back. It's very short kind of stalking me, and he would just stare directly at me. I immediately would get this feeling that I should leave. I would stand up and I'd keep my eyes on. I'd walk into the house, close the door, look out the window, and he would still be staring. Usually I would wake up at around that point. It was very difficult to process when I was a little kid, but you know, it's a dream. But then I started having the dream again and again. It actually got to the point that I would know I'm in a dream, and because I was so used to this, I was almost expecting it and it would never change. I would feel the gust of wind. It was really about the gust of wind where I would realize, Okay, I'm in a dream. I know what's going to happen next. Look up, everyone's gone. I see this man standing at the edge of the yard. I would keep my eyes on and I would walk into the house and close the door, look out the window, almost like this will wake me up. Now I will look out the window, I'll see him, the dream will end. And I had this for several years to the point that it was at that point, it was normal, didn't It didn't affect me anymore. The only thing that changed was that I would get older in the dream was now I was always the age that I was. What I had it, so maybe starting at like ten and then eleven and twelve. Eventually we moved to a new house that didn't have a yard, and he would stand at the edge of the drive. There was the gravel drive, but I was maybe not playing the toys anymore. I was just maybe standing outside or something like that. Even though it didn't scare me, I guess I always woke up with like a chill, like a like a spine tingling chill. You feel on the back of your neck, you feel it on your arms like goosebumps. And nothing would change except for one day. I stare at him and he takes one single step forward. I was terrified in the dream. I was terrified. I recognize it's a dream, but this is something that's not supposed to happen. At this point, something was different and it shouldn't have happened. I turned around, I take off running towards the house. I slammed the door. I look out the window and he's not there. I wasn't watching him while I was walking towards the house. I always step away, keeping my eyes on him until I get in. This time, I turned around, ran I don't know where he is. This became the normal dream for a while, and this one always unsettled there. I never got used to this one. A few years go by again I keep having it, to the point that I think, I guess this is just my life. Now I'm going to have this dream over and over again. You know, you always wake up after it's like okay, you know, you feel around, you make sure you're you're fine. This isn't really this doesn't really happen, but you still can't shake that feeling for a while. And that was that was you know, annoying to some degree because you know, couldn't get a good night to sleep. Whenever I would have this dream, it kind of escalated a little bit. He would take more than one step at or multiple steps. Eventually he was just it wasn't running. It was just a constant walk towards me, and I could never keep track of him because I tried to run as fast as I could to get back in the house because at the very least I could wake up. I had the dream one more time, I think, maybe in my twenties. And I make it back to the house. I spin around shut the door, and I looked through the window of the door, and there he is, face almost pressed against the glass, and he's pushing through the door. I can't I'm ramming my shoulder into it. I can't close it. And I'm thinking, because anyone be young, because there's no one, Like I said, every time, everyone just disappears. I can't get any assistance because there's no one around. And he speaks in this strange voice. You know, you think it like a scary voice that must be deep or loud or you know, violent. It's calm and almost kind of quiet. He looks at me and he says, why won't you let me in? And I just give everything I can. I know instinctively knows something is wrong. It's always bothered me whatever this is, and I ram into the door. It finally clicks locks like flip the lock. I look up and he's gone. I have not had that dream since, but I'm convinced that if I had let him in, something terrible. I don't know what it is. I don't know what it means. But I have never had that dream since then, because now I'm thinking of recurring dream i'd have not quite that pretty scary, but not to that level. I used to have this dream that and sometimes my friend or two would be with me, and sometimes it's just me. I would be in this big concrete place and I'll just concrete everywhere, and this figure he'd never be actually chasing me. He'd be walking, and no matter how fast I ran, whenever I turned around, he would be there. And the weird part about those dreams where sometimes I would wake up, fall back asleep, and it would pick back up right where it was, and sometimes it would be a week later it picked back up where it left off again. It was like one continuous loop. It was kind of like he was kind of like Michael Myers, but not quite. It's scary even, but he was just like after me, but never really wanted to catch me. It's weird like he so if he was literally able to like I was never able to make ground on him, he could have caught me. It's almost like he didn't want to catch me. That's what your story reminded me of. That was kind of how I get I know, it's kind of the same feeling. It was just that in you know, like instinct to just get away, and I don't know even know exactly why. But it's weird because like when I had these dreams, I was in almost in like another world. It felt like another world, in a whole different place. But yours is like this, like maybe this a different world but at the same place at your house. Yeah, which is weird. Yeah, it's very very wild. It was unsettling for a long time. I was expecting to have the dream again, you know, because I had it for I don't know, fifteen years probably at that point. How often were you having it? Did it end at least once a week? Did you ever have two in the same night or not? No, every time it would end kind of pretty formulaic. As soon as I would look out the window, I would wake up. It would be basically the next day, you know. It was like gready to be awake. I know what you're saying, though, because I knew it was a dream when this happened to me, and I would think, I'm going to wake up from this dream. And it was so long ago. I'll try to remember exactly, but I almost feel like I could wake myself up then when I couldn't, that was terrifying. So like you were fully aware that this was a dream. Yeah, certainly, after you do it enough times, after you get the same dream over and over again, I feel like it's like, oh, I've been here before, I kind of know what's going to happen next. At the same time, I still want to be awake because this is terrifying. Did this guy in your dream look like anything you had, anybody, or anything you'd seen before? No, he Actually I meant to describe his face. It was it was very big, like I mean like wide, like almost and also I say cartoonishly wide, but like to the point that it would, you know, take up the entire window. Not like it wasn't like a big window. This was just like a door. So I would say maybe like twice the size of my head or so. So it was just like a very big face. You know. There was something off putting about it. It was almost like a yeah, I did mention that cartoony kind of look because it was almost like is if someone was drawing a face that was trying to make a really ugly looking face that was kind of like the way I describe it, whenever you woke up, did you actually ever go check out the one do? In real life? I did? But like I said, you know, I grew up with like when I was younger, it was like twelve to fifteen people, So there was like this pretty good sense of security. I guess I could say, you know, I had to kind of climb over other people who were asleep to go look out the front door. As I got older, there was a humble line movie. Yeah, it was kind of like that. It's a good question though. I like that question. Yeah, someone else asked how how deep of a pitch was the voice? No, it was like really soft. It was almost like like you said, calm, yeah, calm, it was like soft. How big was the person? So a lot of people were being asked for a better description of the person, right, So I actually do remember this person most of the time. I would say, like right at five foot, maybe a little bit less even like very kind of kind of you know, kind of on the shorter scale. You know, I definitely got the feeling that this person was an adult. However, when it came to the door, I was actually more shocked than they were able to be at the window, like my at my eyes, did he look different than ever before? He always looked the same. He always looked the same. I never got quite that good of a view of his face before that point because he was always at the end of the driveway or at the end of the yard or something like that. But this was like face to face, like it was like the only thing separating us was the glass. And well, yeah, like I said it was, it was terrifying, it was terrifying at the time. And how did he stand well normally, I mean, I guess to say just kind of like kind of relaxed. I guess I would say relaxed would be the best way to put. His shoulders were down. It was almost like he was just passively watching me. It's staring directly at me. Obviously I was the only one around in the dream. And then what he was walking towards me was very clearly. You know, you can kind of like get look in my eyes. That's kind of like he was just kind of looking directly anyone. Did you ever tell anybody? I think I did, But you know, it's like most of the time with a dream, you know, it's like you tell someone a dream and it's almost never quite as interesting as it is to yourself, I guess, and also was it never seemed to resolve, and so I didn't really know what to say about it other than there was a guy that was watching me. And as it started to escalate over the years, I was so used to it that I felt like this was just this was just for me. I don't know what it means, but it's just for me. And after it was completely over, I was like I had to really go back and really analyze everything that happened. It was like, wow, this is Yeah. I don't know how to describe it other than this is just like a dream of a guy who was I guess trying to get into the house all along. I guess someone else is asking did you ever think about doing something different in the dream? What would happen? Actually? I was always scared of doing something different. That was That was the one thing I was like, if I do something different, what is he going to do? I know that if I get in the house, I close the door and then I can wake up. That was my always my number one priority. When things started changing, I did try something else. I did like try to I don't know, run to a different door. There was the front door, in the back door of the house. I would try to figure out, like, do I need to do something different to make him go back to not walking onto the to the yard. You know, it's you know, you're in that moment of like in a dream space where things sometimes make sense and sometimes it don't make sense, and so you just kind of try to make a decision. Some good questions. When did you know that the dream it started? Was there a transition from another dream? How long did the dream to take you to realize before you're in this scenario. When I first had the dream, I had had weird nightmares before, you know, like I don't know, running from a wheat thresher or something like that in the field, weird stuff, terrifying, and I'm like, oh it did never happened again. It was just like, Oh, that was a weird dream that was kind of scary. I'm glad it's not real, you know. Like I said, I was like maybe nine ten when I first started. And when it started happening, more than once I would wake up and go, oh, that's the exact same dream, and then happened a couple more times. And then it was at some point maybe I had a six seventh time that that's when I started to like acknowledge it in the dream. Have had any more questions pop up? Luke? What do you think this is when the first time I've heard this dream? This is very odd because you don't really you know, Jack would tell me stuff like this. But then again it kept the ghost from himself. Yeah, I the internive events. Yeah, I've had recurrent dreams before. You guys both described it somewhere kind of thing like a person coming at you or something like that. Mine were never like that, but they were. I did have a recurring nightmare of this creature that would always kill someone in my family, and I would wake up realizing I failed again to stop from happening, and after a while I kind of got a sense that could control the dream, so I would try to stop it the next time. Always failed. Every time. He was probably about seven or eight years I would have the same type of dream, the same creature. I actually needed to maybe use like something like so serve of ai art assistant or something to draw it at some point because I could tell you, well, you know, I could break it down after to think about it for a few minutes, but it was always something horrible, something I've never seen before in any movie or now, and it was the same thing. But yeah, this to me that seems a little more silly than like Jack's and yours, because something about those two dream seems unsettling, like something else that shouldn't be here was there. Looking back at it, you're always like, well would have happened if I would have approached this being or whatever it was. In my case, it was a man that had to mask and I never really know the I can't even describe what the person look like, if that makes sense. It was so it's like he was always just far enough away but never close, but always never not far away. I mean, I don't know how to describe it. But Jeff Townsend Media sees you good night, and the question is do I stay here? Will you be back? Are you gonna come back? Will you be back? Are you coming back?
