All my nightmares are usually recurring, sequel-based nightmares, but it's usually so mentally draining that I forget them almost immediately. But I remembered this one pretty well, so from now on I'll record them all down, and perhaps make some sense of it.
It was christmas season, and my dreaming mind made these two entirely unrelated people who would never know each other, friends––one an artist all the way on the other side of the world, and the other someone who was once a friend. They were both dressing up as some kind of elaborate christmas welcome party for a mall. The mall had other christmas attractions too, including a sort of pen of chimpanzees dressed in festive clothing, that were supposed to look adorable. Well anyway they happened to be creepy as fuck.
My strange pair of friends then took me for a spin around the mall in their beautiful costumes, and they seemed rather a tad bit too ecstatic, but I simply attributed this to the spirit of christmas or shit. Then I needed to go to the washroom, and for some reason the lights started dimming, but it was still morning. Then of course, I had to walk past the pen of chimpanzees. I tried to join in the others who were admiring how precocious they were but really they just came across as rather silently vicious and dangerously intelligent. I tried to shrug it off and continued down the dark hallway to the washroom.
I was sitting there on the toilet with my pants down and everything when suddenly the atmosphere felt awfully chilly, and I had this foreboding sense of fear. All these thoughts were running through my mind. What if the chimpanzees had escaped the pen? Why would anyone keep chimpanzees in such an open pen that was so easy to escape anyway? They have arms and legs and they can think and do sly, devious things. Next thing you know, there was a shadow on the other side of the shutters, and I immediately reached to press down the shutters, hoping that whatever was on the other side wouldn't notice that there was anything inside. Of course it did. The chimpanzee then pressed it's hedonistic, smirking face on the frosted glass, so close you could see the outline of its face.
Seriously just imagine this fucking face pressed against some glass while you're in the middle of doing your business. It was so goddamned terrifying. On a sidetone, when I woke up I thought they were more of something like dwarfed gorillas, but then I googled it, and this was the exact shape of the face I saw in the window. Freaking chimpanzees.
Well, then the chimpanzee looked straight at me like "yes now it's time to have some fun and fuck with your mind, you pathetic human." So I rushed to the washroom door, trying to unlock it but for some reason the door had a password, which I knew was my email password, but was too long to type, and I tried to open it while also pulling up my pants, but there was a sound outside and I was so terrified that the chimpanzee would come in that I dashed back to the shutters to hold it down. Then I saw that the chimpanzee was getting itself off, and spraying shit everywhere, then it came close to my window again and just like ejaculated while staring in with that same deranged-looking smirk on its face. Oh god why, why.
So heedless of everything, I somehow managed to unlock the door and ran like mad. Running, running, more chasing. I hate these chasing scenes, it was always a test of willpower and made my head ache when I woke up. So anyway I ended up running on the walls of some tall buildings––painted in pastel colors, cylinder shaped, resident areas––sort of propelling myself from parapet to parapet. Dream-me really does have a lot of physical strength, I could never parkour like that wow.
Then I noticed that floods of people were all running towards the west, away from the crazy chimpanzees, and there was the siren of firetrucks.
That's when I woke up.