This dream was from July 18, 2008
Last night I had a very disturbing dream that perhaps someone may have an opinion on. My husband said I was hitting, flopping about, scratching and carrying on in my sleep last night. I even elbowed him in the eye painfully. That is when he woke me up by talking to me. When he told me that I knew I had to have been moving about in my sleep because of a very disturbing dream I had. We talked about it. He is OK with me telling my dreams. He does not know what to make of this dream. Here is the dream:
(I had been at a family and friends reunion near a big old house in this small town and for whatever reason I wanted to go to this old house and became a part of its tour leaving the family reunion behind as I walk threw the thick tall pretty bushes.)
Something deadly and terrible had happened in this one small town. Many of the towns population were dead.But to speak of what happened was never done. It was not to be spoken of. Only a few survivors remained and they had repressed memories of the horrid events. I was one of them but did not know it.As time went on the towns population grew and life went on. The horrible event that took place had happened in this very old wooden multi roomed very large house.
Now that the town was growing and starting to thrive again a group of conservative Christians took over that old building and cleaned it up and made plans to use it for Gods glory to help the needy and so on. There seemed to be a variety of Christian denominations supporting the effort. After the repair and clean up work was done the Christan group started giving the towns people tours of the house. But 1st they blessed the house and thought it was cleansed of any evil.
The house was not finished yet or decorated yet. It was just cleaned and looked old fashion and aged but repaired. It and the entire town had an old look to it like from the 1700s or the 1800s. The town was on a large wide river and the house was in close eye sight of the river. It was not a big giant town. Lots of pretty well kept tall bushes around the house.The woman giving the towns 1st tour of the house was wearing very modest clothing( a skirt, blouse and one of those white head covering things that don't tie under the chin) She was excited to give the tour and tell about the plans for the house.
A man was with her but he was silent. I was in that 1st tour.The tour goes on. ppl are talking about how cool this place will be and how wonderful that someone has turned it into something for the good ( whatever that was). I start having some repressed memories come to the surface of my mind during the tour. In my dream I was remembering bad stuff that had happened to me earlier in the dream when the evil events took place. The woman takes us into this one room and starts pointing and saying how this room will have such and such and be used for this and that. She tries saying what this room was used for in the old days.
When suddenly I look at one spot in particular in the room and point and say "that is where it happened!" As soon as I say that everyone looks at me. I then realize that I was one of the only survivors of the past events and I had just surfaced a repressed memory. Everyone in the group looks at me. And then their attention is drawn towards the spot I indicated because as soon as I said what I said a demonic being started appearing out of a small spot in the air and ripped the spot wide open to come out. It was beastly and horrid looking and brought with it a since of over whelming terror and fear.
It moved its eyes about looking at us all. Ppl began screaming and flipping out. Trying to run and get out of that room. But the demon reached out and grabbed them . He was fat and repulsive looking with tenticle like things that reached out to ppl.The demon was kind of pushed aside by a fiery light behind it in the hole in the air it made and more demonic beings came threw that hole but none as horrid looking as the 1st demon. He seeemd to be the main demon and the one in control. Blood appeared on the walls and so did a stench.
I then realized that the room had somehow turned into what it looked like when the past events happened ( I'm still not sure what those events were but all I know is that whatever it was it caused me and my family to be on the run and that is how we got to this town). I could not smell the stench but I knew it was there.As the demons were coming out of the hole ppl were yelling at me and saying that by me talking about the unspeakable it invited the evil to come back. That I should have not spoken of it. It some how opened a door way to evil to come in.
Ppl on the tour for whatever reason had some of their pet cats and dogs with them. The demonic beings began posessing the pets and the pets started acting savage. Ppl were running around the room trying to catch their beloved pets and were heartbroken that their pets were possessed. One man had a gun and said we should kill the pets. So everyone began auguring and debating wither or not the pets should be killed or exorcised.
While they were doing all that the main demon was killing ppl from the group. Screams. crying. Death sounds. Panic. Thick blood with ground or tore up tiny small body parts mixed in it and stuck on the walls and on the demon. The fear and terror was more then words can describe. There was 2 ways to get out of that room with open wide double doors but still no one had enough since to run out those doors.
Some ppl could not run out the doors because the demon had them in his grip. Others just stood by watching or screaming or auguring about their pets and other stuff. They blammed me. They argued over how to escape. The tour guide woman gets attacked by a demon but for some reason not killed like the others.
She some how manages to run off out of those doors and into the other parts of the house screaming in terror. A demon goes after her. I don't know what happened to her after that. I hear her running and scream-talking telling what was happening to a group of her ppl who were downstairs and had started to come upstairs to see what the ruckas was. The man who had been with her was killed I think. I got the feeling that the demon got downstairs and to that womans group of ppl.
I kept saying something like "in the name of Jesus stay away from me". I prayed. I said it over and over and the demon did not get close to me but still I did not run out those doors. I don't know why. For some reason I could not get out those doors. But nothing blocked the doors other then an occasional demon but I did not want to go out those doors and into the other rooms anyways because I was afraid of being in that house.
I did not want to go into any more rooms. But I could see into the one big room and it looked like nothing was going on in that room. It almost looked too inviting. A smaller demon was hovering by the door into that room smiling and pointing for me to try going in there. He watched me intently. His eyes were so real. They kept trying to invite me into that room.
It did look peaceful in that room. No blood or gore in there. But I refused to go in there.By this time suddenly my kids were with me. I don't recall them being with me in the 1st part of the dream. I take them to a window and instruct them to jump out of the window where a few bystanders was watching and listening to the kaos and screams.
There was 4 or 5 windows in the room each with a pretty thin see threw curtain that was slightly blowing in the breeze. I choose one window at the end of the room behind the demon to use as our escape. The scenery out the window looked so beautiful with thick lush green grass and giant trees and bushes everywhere. I saw rolling hills and thick forrest and that wide winding river with big boats in it.
It was so quiet outside, it was still. It wasnt right. I saw old homes. I dont recall seeing to many modern things. All while I am doing this the demon is still killing ppl in this room but he cant touch me or my kids. Suddenly one of my dogs is with us and gets possessed. I have the kids wait by the window. They are hugging eachother and very afraid. They watch me go for my dog to find him possessed. I cant kill him, I love him. What do I do? I think. I watch him. I pray over and over. The kids started begging me to come help them out the window.
A man is screaming at me to kill my dog with his gun. The kids are pleading and crying to go out the window. No one else seems to want to go out the window. No one else seems to have enough smarts to even think about jumping out the window. Why only me? I see a possessed cat that is attacking others. Its owner is wailing and crying and confused. I keep praying and saying " in the name of Jesus .................". Outloud I say something like " but Jesus can fix him!" ( meaning my dog, I had lost hope for that cat but my dog seemed to be in the begining stages of this possession) I repeat " Jesus can fix him! ". I insist on it.
I hold the dog down as he is snarling and foaming. I pray over him. I don't know what happened to the dog because something ( I don't know what) happened for the worse and I know I must get out of the house so I get the kids out the 2nd story window and jump out the window myself to get to my kids. Then I am on the grassy beautiful shady lawn outside the window with my kids. It is a relief.
I dont want to look behind me at that house and especially not at that window up there. Me and the kids start walking off towards where the family and friends reunion had been. I want to get as far away from that house and town as I can. I get the since that I should be heading in what I presume to be the north. I look in that direction. The family and friends reunion was in what I presume to be the east.I don't see my husband in the dream. But I since that he is near but cant find us.
The dreams go on from there but I don't remember much more then that. I know that me and the kids set out to find my husband. I just some how knew in the dream that the entire world was in an uproar. The country was in major upheavel and demonic forces were behind it.NO I have not been watching or reading any scary stuff. I don't play around with cultic stuff and I don't mess with pagan junk.
I say that because those always seem to be the 1st things a person asked when people describe dreams like that. Nothing drastic or real different is happening in my life. I am not sick. I am not on any medications other then my typical insulin. I am not currently taking any new herbs or supplements.
What do you suppose it all means?
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