the tall, dark, white-silvery haired man

Dear Blog, (be advised, this might be a boring entry for I am writing about a dream that doesn't make any sense at all)

I had another nightmare that woke me up at 5.30am and made me unable to sleep afterwards because I felt scared shitless. Since I couldn't sleep, I went walking around the house. Just to see if everything was OK, safe and sound.


THE DREAM
This time, it was at a carpark.

Carparks, for me, are like a whole other portal of the underworld.

It's dark, gloomy, wet and silent.

Anything, ANYTHING can happen at the carpark. My heart races everytime I'm THERE, especially alone. I tend to walk faster, get paranoid and can't stop looking over my shoulder thinking, maybe, just maybe someone's following me.

Well, that's what happened in my dream.

Leanna and I just came back from..I dunno, shopping maybe. I don't remember anything prior to the carpark. So, there we were looking for Baby K (our cute lil white Kelisa) somewhere. When we spotted Baby K, we did the usual:

• Brisk walk
• Look over shoulder
• Enter the car with a racing heart
• LOCK THE DOORS! as soon as all limbs were safely tucked inside the car.

This is where the problem started.

Usually, automatic doors will lock all FOUR doors. In my dream, the passenger seat door was the only door that was left unlocked.

I don't know why I was in the back seat, but at my peripherals I noticed a dark figure coming towards our car ON MY LEFT. So, I quickly locked that door the same time the figure tried to open it. The figure struggled to open the door, and paused....... to look at me.

...that gave me the chills...

Both Leanna and I were shocked to the very core and Leanna quickly started the car and began to reverse.

I saw that figure, or man, since it was a MAN. He was a tall dark figure, wearing all black with a long black coat, up to his knees and he had long, white silvery hair (something like Christopher Lloyd in the movie Dennis the Menace). Didn't see his face though, but his appearance enough was hair-raising.

As the car reversed, I saw 2 innocent chinese bystanders - A chinese boy and a chinese man (prolly the dad) walking towards their car. The scary man went to attack those 2 people. Now at this moment, I was thinking the exact same thing Leanna was actually doing. I wanted to run this guy down with the car, but Leanna was already doing so. But, like every bad thriller movie, the villain evaded our car (damn!). That gave time for the 2 chinese people to run to their car, though (phew!). Ok, so after this, those chinese people were outta the picture already.

The scary man was furious, so he went back after us. Baby K screeched out of the way and headed for the merry-go-round (this is that pusing-pusing thing most carparks have to get to the next floor below or above). The scary man had a gun (very cliche) and started shooting at us (missed us, but Baby K got hit) as he went to get his car. He then started chasing after us.

It was weird, the carpark felt HUGE! It felt like an eternity to get out.

I don't know why, but Jenna came into the picture. The unfair part about this was...huh...she was driving a friggin sports car (the night before, I went out with friends to Station 1 cafe, and saw a silver Ferrari parked outside. That's why it was in my dream). Yup, Jenna was driving the silver Ferrari.

But thanks to her, she distracted the scary man into chasing after her.

How the villain died? It was a boring, unexciting death. Jenna made a halt after speeding so fast the villain went off the carpark roof top (I don't remember being on the roof, though. Dreams can be so messy sometimes hehe).

After this, Jenna's car started getting out of control. She went to the merry-go-round, drifting as in the Tokyo Drift and the car suddenly jumped off the track to the middle of the merry-go-round (where there's a very big hole) and the car crashed downnnn belowwwww.

That shocked us (duh~ Jenna's like our big sis), so we went after it to see the crushed car, but no one was inside. Turns out, Jenna - the smarty dancing doctor, jumped out of the car before it crashed.

Then...I woke up.

At the end of the dream, things weren't THAT scary. It was the man himself. He was scary. You can't imagine the feeling I got when I saw him staring at me. I don't remember seeing his face at all, but knew, he was staring at me. It's too frightening to describe actually.

As usual, the more I write, the less I remember. But, this is roughly how the dream went.

Moral of the story:

Lock your doors as soon as you get in your car, it don't matter where you are and what time of day...JUST DO IT!

.the world is so NOT safe nowadays, l e n a.