It was dark. Quiet. So dark that I couldn’t see my hands in front of my face. The only sound piercing the silence, was the rhythmic breathing of someone sleeping nearby. Confused and disoriented, I tried to remember where I was, and why.
Suddenly the door opened, and light illuminated the room. It was a tiny space, and I knew it was under the stairs. The silhouette of someone looming in the doorway, confused me even more. Who was he? He came into focus then, and I could see he was a doctor, with the usual white scrubs. He told me to come with him, and that it was my daily break from the room. I got up, and saw the sleeping figure next to me. It was Jasmine. That would be the last time I’d see her in the dream. I walked outside into a long, white corridor, that seemed to stretch for miles in both directions. I followed the doctor, and suddenly he started fading. I could see straight through him, until he disappeared completely. I was left standing in the hallway of the hospital, blinking in the bright light. All around me I could see people talking, laughing and hugging one another. But I couldn’t make out what they were saying. They seemed a world away. I was experiencing derealization in the dream itself.
A voice from behind me shook me back into the here and now. I spun around, my heart racing, my eyes struggling to bring the person into focus. It was the doctor again. He told me it’s time to go back. That my time was over. I begged him to give me my phone, but he wouldn’t listen. The more I begged and pleaded, the angrier he got. He dragged me to the door of the room, and shoved me inside. I hit my head on the ceiling, collapsing onto the bed. The door closed, and everything went dark again. The feeling of being trapped overwhelmed me, and I was struggling to breath. And this time I was alone…
In the room under the stairs.
14 responses to “Dream: The Room Under The Stairs”
Beautifully written
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Thank you. 🙂
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Sounds terrifying 😦 So well written though and vividly described xxx
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It really was. I’m not sure what to make of it, but I think it might have to do with when I went into the clinic that first day. That sense of panic is the same. Thanks lovely. ❤🌺
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It’s weird that you mention that Rayne. I immediately starting thinking of your clinic stay as I was reading this.
Being trapped under the stairs like that in the darkness. That’s chilling.
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When I woke up, that’s also the first thing that came to mind. So it makes sense.
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So vivid and that sense of terror or unease. Being trapped – I’m sorry you dreamt of that. Wishing you sweeter dreams tonight xx
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Thank you PD. I took a Xanax, and slept straight through, with no nightmares this time. 🙂
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Me too, I’m sorry 😐
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Thank you. 🙂
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Such a vivid dream, I had goosebumps while reading this…
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I can still remember it so clearly today. Thanks for your comment. 🙂
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🙂 If I had a dream like that, I will surely never forget it, but can I ask a question? Have you sat down and tried to analyze it? I’m a an over-thinker woman so I try to understand that what and why of everything… Sometimes in our dreams our biggest fears, traumas or situations manifest there…
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I’m always trying to analyze my dreams. I always have. Sometimes it takes me months to figure it. I definitely think it has to do with my time in the clinic. The feeling of being trapped. Of not knowing where I was, and it feeling like a hospital that first day. I actually had another nightmare from that time.
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