When i was little i used to see floating faces of what seemed to be of dead people, they would just stare at me.
They'd do nothing, just stare and even if i were to hide my face or close my eyes they would never vanish till i fall asleep. On those days i'd dream and never remember them either as if things would get worse.
Once i was able to remember one of those dreams, i was having a treesome with 2 girls, they were as young as i was, i was too young to understand what sex was though, i'd feel an painful and numb sensation on my genitals wile doing things that we do in darkrooms. After some time they started to rotten and i kept jamming on them till there was just a sack of stone-like skin with bones. The room started to get more and more bizarre with blood flowing through the walls and the walls were slowly turning into skin. I could feel the smell of trash and **** all over the place.
I wanted to puke, but it was a dream.
I wanted to scream, but it was a dream.
I wanted to stop jamming on them, but it was a dream.
I wanted to stop looking, but i t was a dream.
When i woke up i felt a hangover vibe on me. For some reason i wanted to run away from girls. It lasted for the entire day. I didn't remembered what happened, just some flashes and on each flash i wanted to hide and scream.