So I took a nap today, which is something I hardly ever do. For good reason, too. While I was sleeping, my boyfriend was playing music. Specifically, The Decemberists’ “Mariners Revenge”, which is sufficietly creepy and honestly I need more of that kind of music in my life.
This song somehow shoved itself into my dream. I had killed three people and to hide them I had embalmed them and hidden them in our attic. However during the embalming process of the third one, something went wrong and they began to rot. Suddenly I was being investigated for the murders, even tho the bodies hadn’t been found yet. But I was panicking and so I did something conscious me would never ever ever do: I made a deal with a supernatural creature.
I say supernatural because I’m honestly not sure if said creature was demon or fae, but either was the deal did not work out. The investigation intensified to the point where I was considering leaving the area, and I summoned the creature to tell him (they appeared to me as a little boy) that the deal was off and I would take care of it myself. I would just have to kill another person and frame someone else. We argued loudly enough for my boyfriend to hear and when he opened the garage door the doorknob hit the creature in the mouth, breaking a tooth.
The kid didn’t like this, obviously, which spurred a massive manhunt for me while I used every supernatural deterrent I could google. All the while the creepy as fuck chorus from the song is playing:
Tie him to a pole and break
His fingers to splinters
Drag him to a hole until he
Wakes up naked
Clawing at the ceiling
Of his grave”
The chase apparently caused me to thrash around in bed because as the song ended with the dual-voiced chorus, I awoke to my boyfriend shaking me awake. I was drenched in sweat, to the point where when I sat up there was a damp outline of where I’d been laying.
One thing’s for sure, I’m making my boyfriend wear headphones the next time I decide to nap…