Dreaming Death
(This is another rushed story.)
After many months of watching commercials, seeing billboards and having random strangers asking to buy it, I have finally obliged. I’m going to try EyeCream, a product said to give you realistic visions of the future when you go to sleep. So realistic, it feels like a lucid dream.
After I laid down, I applied the cream to my shut eyelids and fell asleep. The cream worked within minutes. I awoke to find myself in a jail cell, although I don’t remember doing anything wrong. The cell opened, a guard was outside.
They said, “it’s time.”
Time for what? Just then, more guards came and grabbed my arms, dragging me into a room with a chair with straps. I was placed into the wooden chair and strapped down so I couldn’t escape. This seemed like an electric chair!
“Any last words?”
“Um… why am I here?”
Just then, the guard who first visited me got a needle with some type of liquid in it. My brain was injected with the liquid. This caused me to wake up in real life. I woke up from that horrid dream. But why does my body feel slimey?