Monday, July 28, 2008

I walked in the ocean waters for the first time this day, while visiting Australia in July, 2008.
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I ran down a horizontal path made of roughly hewn stone and jumped over the foot wide gaps. A swirling, malevolent sensation of dread followed me. There was a man ahead of me, also running but he disappeared into the murky water that filled void between the gaps. Tentacled horrors with thin and tendrils like reached down toward me from behind and to my left.

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I stand on a stone plateau, with stone steps reaching upward in front of me. I run toward the shadowed, swirling tentacled horror awaiting at the top of this Aztech shaped structure. Thick ferns and leaves surround the left and right side of the stars, blocking any escape. As the beast ensconces me in writhing darkness, I'm shown a vertically rotating series of video screens, each with terrible things upon them.
Fear, sadness and horror mix as the beast tightens it's grip. I remember the shoreline, the beach - and something terrible arises from the salty waters.

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I awoke with a twitching, spastic start, heart beating and covered in a cold sweat. I immediately asked the four Korean kids if they'd had nightmares, as I'd noticed them moaning or shouting earlier in Korean while they slept. They all had, although they refused to discuss what it was that frightened them so much. I asked if they'd been in the ocean yesterday - they all had, either walking or swimming in it's waters.

I asked Stephen who had the bunk below me if he'd had any nightmares, and if he'd touched the ocean. He's done neither.