Author’s Note: Another Friday Fictioneers piece. I have no idea where this came from, but it checks in at 106 words.
The nightmare always starts the same way. I’m at the beach, strolling along a boardwalk; the day is clear and warm. As I approach the ocean, the temperature drops and I see him. A vaguely defined shape, the monster chases me, venom dripping from his fangs. I try to run but the sand grabs my ankles, holding me hostage. He closes in. Darkness descends and I feel the sickening seaweed-slime of his touch. As I am consumed, my eyes open. I am welcomed back to consciousness by my boyfriend’s snoring. Rolling toward him, I feel something sticky and touch him…is that seaweed in his hair?
Playing the theme from “The Twilight Zone” right now.
I only wish I was as good as Rod Serling….thanks for stopping by!
A terrorific finish that made me laugh. Well done, Jen.
Thank Steve, you’re a sweetheart!
Oh I should not have read that before bed…
Ha, that’s what happens when you marry that guy from the black lagoon 🙂
Thanks Bjorn, I didn’t intend for it to end that way, but a little voice told me to do something wild at the end.:)
lol. interesting read:)
Thanks! I appreciate your support:)
Freud would have the time of his life interpreting this one. Nicely done.
You know, I had something a lot more serious in mind until I got to the last few words….I think it was a good thing I didn’t go the way I thought. It would have been too dark.
Even the snoring should have been enough to cause you to dump him! NIce Job!
Ah yes, but even snoring can’t impede true love….only a creepy seaweed lagoon man can.;)
I originally thought of making this a woman dreaming of her abusive boyfriend but I decided that was too harsh for such a beautiful. There’s thinking outside the box and then there’s throwing the box out completely….
Great story on nightmares. They say that the only way to stop those types of reoccurring dreams is to face the thing that’s chasing you. I wonder if she ever will…
Thanks for stopping by! I may add to this, maybe give her a chance to fight the lagoon guy…I haven’t figured that out yet, but if I do I’ll post it.
made me think about a recurring nightmare i have about running and then flying and then falling. well done.
Wow sounds like a creepy dream. Mine is that I’m in the backseat of a car on a busy highway when I realize there’s nobody at the wheel and the car’s about to go over a bridge. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve had that one.
oh crap. in mine, i just fall from great heights but never hit the ground. i’ll take that instead of yours.
Yeah but your dream is why I”m scared of heights in the first place. I have no idea what mine means….maybe that something is out of control in my life. It usually ends with me trying to climb over the seat, only it’s not one of those bench seats like the cars from the 70’s so I can’t.
i know mine. i have things i want to accomplish, can accomplish, but i have a fear of rejection and i chicken out. i think that’s what my dream is about. fear of falling – fear of failing.
Waking from a nightmare to find it wasn’t just a bad dream …the ultimate nightmare …
I know, right? It’s kind of like a scarier version of the movie Groundhog Day….
Nice dreamscape you created. And you managed to extend it into reality. Ron
I didn’t intend to but that’s half the fun. Thanks for stopping by:)
Nice (creepy) twist at the end…I like it!
I love it when a story “writes itself” Creepy dream, even creepier wake up. .
I hate those dreams where I can’t get away and wake up with my heart pounding. You did a nice job with the description.
Hey… this turned into something really scary! Good one!
I feel like this could be a good short story too. The nightmares start when she starts dating him. They get worse and worse, and then she realizes…he’s responsible for a series of mysterious drownings at the beach?
hmm. This really makes you think! kinda scary. Great writing!