A lot of the time my dreams tend to have a sort of current theme. It's not consistent or persistent. For example, one night I might dream about
something in particular, then for a few nights I'll have random, meaningless or unconnected dreams...then the theme from the first dream will return
for a night or two, then it'll pass, and return...these themes can last for periods of months or years. This has been true all of my life. There
always tends to be a particular theme at any given period that may last for a long time, with breaks in between.
Some themes are recurring, it'll come, stick around for a few months then go, then perhaps return at a later point in my life. One theme in particular
is about buildings - I don't know why, but just thinking about it right now is making me uneasy and sending shivers up and down my spine. The reason
I'm writing this now as this theme apparently has returned, but has taken a slightly more vivid and somewhat ominous form.
I'm not good at analysing my dreams, or other peoples dreams, which is why I sometimes post about them here on ATS.
Buildings...weird buildings that I don't know in real life but know all too well in my dreams. I've had these types of dreams since childhood and
normally I don't think much of them. I noted it as a "theme" a long time ago but never gave it much though as they were always sort of benign. But the
last night I'd a really odd building themed dream about my place of work. I'd been having occasional dreams about the place for a while, but they were
unremarkable until a few weeks ago when they became somewhat more sinister...but last night was a trip.
The reason I'm worried is because it sort of connects to something that happened in real life a few weeks ago - this ties in around the time these
dreams changed. We have a basement in work where we keep some stock, it's not a scary place to be. I never feel uncomfortable down there even when I'm
alone, in fact I quite like it, it's peaceful.
A few weeks ago I was down there stacking some stuff onto shelves as we'd had a slight leak and I wanted to get stuff off the floor. I finished what I
was doing, switched the lights off and headed up the stairs and left through the exit and locked the door behind me, as I was ready to leave I heard a
crashing sound from down in the basement, it sounded like a heavy steel or metal plate had fallen flat on the floor, a rather distinctive sound.
So I opened the door and went back down, I wasn't scared - I just thought something precariously placed had lost its battle with gravity. I'd a look
around for the cause of the sound but found nothing. I gave up and left, heard no more noises so forgot about it.
A few days later I'd a dream I was down there and could hear a sound from the opposite side of a brick wall - for some reason I knew how to get behind
that wall. There was a small niche in a dark corner where you could climb up and crawl through a narrow space which took you to a secret
room/compartment behind the wall. This room/compartment doesn't actually exist, but in the dream it did. I climbed through and emerged at the other
side of the wall and was trying to find the source of the sound, but found nothing - I got scared and woke up.
A few days ago the same thing happened - in the real world I mean. I left the basement, locked the door behind me and hear more of a dull thud that
sounded closer to the door. I opened the door and switched the light on. Now I've never seen anything "paranormal" before, had some odd experiences
but never saw anything obvious...nothing immediately odd or unusual - and I' kinda convinced myself it was my eyes playing ticks or adjusting to the
light - but for a brief second I thought I saw something small, round-ish and black glide smoothly away from me and down the stairs in to the dark
basement below...I didn't investigate, just locked the door and left. It wasn't huge, man-sized, nor was it a discernible shape or figure. it was
small, but about eye level. I saw it in my peripheral as I scanned the room atop the stairs leading down to the basement. I'm a grown man and admit I
was a little scared, but played it cool and convinced myself it was my fertile imagination combined with my eyes adjusting to the contrasting light
above and the darkness below.
The building themed dreams persisted but now more focused on the place where I work having bizarre, secret areas or passages which I'm able to find
and access, but with a quite creepy vibe. these started shortly after the first metallic thud I heard, in fact a day or two later. In my dream this
building has some hidden areas, some of which are breathtaking. It's hard to describe these areas, but they seem to have some kind of meaning - like
they've been there for centuries and had some purpose or significance.
Last night was the first time I woke up scared and unable to stop thinking about the dream I just had. I was in work. I walked from the office towards
the lobby area just where the front door/reception is. As I passed between the office/lobby I noticed a crack on the threshold, some light was shining
through. I was a very obvious gap...as if it were designed that way. I could see the light shining up through the crack and knew it was from the
basement below - the light had a golden, warm and inviting feel to it, I went down to switch the light off.
In the basement again I could hear noises from behind the wall. I headed for the narrow passage and climbed through - for some bizarre reason, while I
was doing this I was calmly explaining what I was doing, as if to instruct others on how to get to the other side of the wall - but nobody else was
When I got there I began to feel uneasy again, the noise had stopped and nothing was there. I was in a small narrow passage and knew where to go, I
followed it along a straight path and emerged in what looked like a huge cavern decorated with ornate tapestries and statues, furniture...very opulent
surroundings, like a palace carved into a mountain or something. It was breathtaking - and appeared to have some religious or ceremonial
There were several doors or entrances but they were high up. There was no obvious way to reach them other than to climb. I started to clamber over the
rocks and work my way towards a small doorway high on my right-hand side. Suddenly, from behind me I heard the most horrible sounds, I looked back
over my shoulder and saw a beast of some sort emerge from the high-up door behind me, it made its was down the rocks, swinging like a pro - panic set
I started to head back down, stumbling and falling, this thing bellowing towards me at an incredible speed - scaling the rocks with ease. I found the
narrow passage that leads back to that area behind the wall, it was completely dark and I was petrified. I got to the area behind the wall and was
trying to jump and reach the small opening...I never heard my pursuer arrive, it just appeared behind me in that small room, I gave up and sat on the
floor - I couldn't see it but I knew it was there.
It didn't do anything, just made a hideous roaring noise and I woke up...the scary thing is I could still hear the noise when I woke. I know this can
happen, it's happened before...but it was right there in my room, it sort of echoed for a second or two and my eyes opened as wide as saucers, I felt
my hair stand on end and my heart felt like it would pop right out o
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