As promised...

Well, a few days ago I promised one of my friends to update my blog but I didn't and dragged it till today. I don't know if I should feel sorry or not because that friend of mine, read my blog as a "back-up blog"-should the blogs he love to read fails to update, he would read my blog. Well, he didn't really say it to my face, I kind of did some inference then. Anyway you, my friend, should be happy that something triggered me to write. I am still following my quota of "I write when inspiration strikes"; it's a lame excuse for escaping writing, but hey, what's worst then not writing? Anyway, the thing that inspires me to write right here and now is my.....BAD DREAM~!

Why? I don't have them for a few years now and then they suddenly pop back. What's more is that the dream somehow makes me think of OSAMA. Even though the main horror of the dream depicts two girls and a man who doesn't even have abit of Osama-look in him, it still makes me think of him, now let me describe the dream i had.....

Okay, It started out with me, looking through a jail door(bars) to see a lady in white inside. She's a prisoner, not anything else. Then, there is this man, most probably the one who's guarding her, walk infront of me to have a look at her which gives me the angle of looking at his sideview and her backview. I can't really see his skin colour well, but i know that he has some half-grown beard, don't wear glasses too. It was quite peaceful then, until....

My view point started to flash, blinding my eyes from time to time to see random scenes of beating up the woman, torturing all displayed. Before ending up with a scene of her back facing me; the blood on her back of the her head was obvious then, that's the thing that caught my attention to look at it. Didn't care about the other details. And so, the true horror begins. Remember when I told you about there being 2 Women? Now the other is here.

So, there i was, still stationary from my previous viewpoint, saw another woman inside the jail, helping the injured one up. Doing something at a angle I can't see, but the piercing screams that came out, startled me to no end. I started to panic, wanting to move, but I can't. I was stuck, I don't know what to do, I just watched as blood started to dominate the cement floor tiles. That was when the man WALK infront of me again, I look at him to see that he has a poker-face on. Shock as I may, I could not stutter anything out from my mouth, could not tell him that there's blood on the tiles, could not say that some violence in hided inside the room. I just watched as he walk away, whistling. And the scene flashed again.

This time, there's someone hugging the two women over their left and right shoulders while they stared hardly at me. I can't see that figure well, it's blured when i tried to think of it. And it flash again back into my room, I open my eyes, to see a one of the woman running towards my direction, I hurried to close my eyes. Then i was awake, as in, really awake. Could still feel the adrenaline, and yea. WOW.