Date: 26-02-2024
Last night I had some kind of apocalyptic dream. The setting was (I think) Amersfoort, but it was old. It looked much more medieval. And it only was Amersfoort by name; it looked nothing like Amersfoort as I know it. If it was it would be Amersfoort before the great outer defence wall was built. The area was very flat mostly, and there where many canals. D and I had a house here. It was perhaps a homestead or a place at least where we had prepared for an emergency situation like societal collapse.
But this we hadn’t prepared for. It looked to me like the gates of hell had been opened, and out poured a wide array of various demonic creatures. And I do emphasise they were various. There were flying blobs of slime, huge crawling arthropods, zombie-like creatures with large bat-like wings, various dragons, shadow people, you name it. Anything scary, it was here. And the city was under attack by this hellish force. But not just by the demons. Many inhabitants had sided with these forces, though I am unsure whether this was by choice or through some kind of demonic influence.
It started like this. D and I were at some kind of party or city gathering. This was in some kind of conference room, with the typical decorations you’d expect in such a room. Blue carpet, tables in groups with chairs around them, coffee, tea, sugar, cream, spoons, and cups on each table. Some people started behaving weird. They had their dogs with them, little pugs, and they let the dogs do their business in the hallway. It smelled like piss after a while. Their children too started to just urinate at random places.
I was disgusted by their behaviour, and started cleaning up the mess with what I could find. I found paper towels and a spray bottle of liquid soap. Another man helped me. He was an older man, bald. He was surprised to find someone else who had taken up this task. He had only found paper towels, so he asked me to spray areas for him so he could clean. We worked together, until the many people became violent. We had to go.
D and I found my sister, and we bolted out of there. The other ‘normal people’ joined us. We ran into an elevator. There were puddles of urine directly in front of the elevator entrance. I stood in front of the elevator and pointed out the urine puddles to each person who came to flee the scene. Some stepped in the puddles still as they were unable to take such wide steps required to skip over them. I helped where I could until we were all inside. We travelled “through elevator” to another location.
This part of the dream I was alone. The apocalypse had broken out. There were demons everywhere. D and the others were safe. I had gotten to somewhere in the city, but I don’t know where exactly. I saw in the misty distance there was a demon hotspot. It was hard to tell what exactly was going on, but I could see a lot of demon activity. I went closer to take a better look. I don’t know why but I felt I had to somehow. I was afraid but not nearly as frightened as I think I could’ve been.
I climbed houses and castle-like structures to gain height and to close the distance. I moved like Spiderman and was not afraid to fall or something. I came closer. Being up high meant I was safe from a lot of the demonic entities. While getting closer I found my brother somewhere on some kind of heightened wall or path, like a medieval promenade. He was a tad bit younger than he is now, though still a grown man. He had become lost and didn’t know what was going on.
We didn’t even speak about this, I just knew intuitively and he knew I knew. And he also knew I would help him get out of this hellhole. But he didn’t have my ‘Spiderman’ agility so I had to plan our route such that he would be able to follow me. This potentially took us closer to where the demons were. I navigated best I could, though this meant that we did have to “slide” down the side of a medieval guard tower. An easy feat for me, but M was a bit scared. I calmed him and affirmed him he could do it.
But as we were sitting on the top of this tower, readying to slide down, there was a large demon in the distance that was telepathically talking to M. I could barely see that creature through the mist, but he was huge. He looked a bit like the main bad guy from the Mario brothers movie, but standing 5 stories tall at least, and with grey-white paper thin wings. He was saying things to M or perhaps even asking things. His constant probing of M’s mind made my brother scared.
I was somehow able to pick up this telepathic communication. I also could receive M’s responses, and he was submissive towards this entity. However, this was subconscious to him, as there seemed to be no connection between M’s conscious mind talking to me and his unconscious mind submitting to the influence of the demon. I intervened telepathically, and answered one of the questions the creature asked M with a question of my own. The creature was shocked to be defied.
I don’t recall my question word for word but the gist of it was: “What business is it of yours?” I also recall asking him who he was and who he is representing. He gave no answer so I started speculating to him what I think was the case, which amounted to me stating to him I thought he was probably just ‘someone else’s bitch’. This angered the creature, but because he couldn’t see us and because of my confident defiance against him, he didn’t dare to retaliate. He eventually dropped the telepathic link to my brother. This boosted M’s confidence and now we slid down the side of the tower like two ninjas.
I was going to take him to where D and the others were. On our way there, performing many acrobatic stunts to get there safely, we came across more demonic entities that were also telepathically feeding off M’s fear, but none were as strong or big as the first one. I telepathically heckled them in a similar fashion as I did with the first demon. This grew M’s confidence ever more, and the more I freed his mind from demons, the better he became at moving about, slowly becoming my equal in speed and agility.
We arrived at our safe place. There I saw D together with two other people. It were my also my brother, M, and his Chinese ex. They had just gotten back from China after having been there for years or so, due to lockdowns. I looked back at the slightly younger version of M who I had been guiding through the demon invested world, and told him: “Watch this. I really missed this guy. Haven’t seen him in years.” I ran towards older M and hugged him. He was happy to see me too. He talked about being stuck in China and how he had his teeth fixed there. It had cost him nothing: “What a great country.”
I was in doubt whether his dental work would stand the test of time, but it was also a bit of jealousy on my part. M and Y needed a place to stay. D agreed they could stay over at our place, which was also where my sister and my two nieces lived. It was also her place, so she wasn’t living with us, but it was both our place and her place, if that makes sense. We first had to go there, and we found ourselves being challenged by the people who had gone mad and had pissed everywhere before.
We ran, and eventually arrived at our homestead. It was purchased by me and D with the goal of surviving societal collapse, but we had not taken precautions against people going mad like this. The people had guns, and even their children had handguns, but they were all shit at shooting. Especially the children. They hadn’t the strength in their fingers to pull the trigger and aim simultaneously, and so they couldn’t even hit a barn door if they wanted to. They sometimes even accidentally shot each other because they were so inept. They started storming our fortified position, and we reacted by throwing cans of food at them.
This worked! And it worked even better when we opened the cans and threw the slush over them. They got angry and annoyed, and started tripping and slipping. Somehow we were now in a shopping mall, and we were defending a position up high. The mad people were trying to get up to our level via the escalators, but we were still bombarding them with processed foods, and they eventually gave up and moved on. Now we were at a homestead again, though it looked different from before.
Here the dream becomes murky. I recall wanting to take a shower, and my sister too. There were two bathrooms, both on ground level, with a window facing each other. I recall being naked in front of that window just for my naked sister to also walk past her window in her bathroom, smiling at me and waving she then closing a curtain. It was only then I noticed my bathroom had a curtain as well, so I closed it. The younger version of my brother was gone from the happenings in the dream the moment I saw his other version.
