Yes...I had a nightmare within a dream or nightmare. At this point, I thought I was 'really' awake and nursing insomnia and a mild headache. I thought I was awake because I felt awake. Somehow, my senses conveyed a feeling of 'reality' that in itself was a dream or a nightmare. This is what, among all other things in this dream, makes me question what 'reality' is; I really don't know what's real and what's not. Does anyone really know the difference? And do you see why I question the way I did earlier? Anyway, this wasn't the entire dream; it was only the beginning...
Vlad Belmont (Yahoo! I.D. vladimir_belmont) Silence followed the man as he moved through the darkness. A simple black cloth-like trench coat swayed in the upcoming breeze. Beneath it he wore just a simple black tee shirt, with a pair of denim blue jeans. A worn pair of Doc martins adorning his feet some. The sounds of these shoes echoing against the pavement gave memories of the heart beat he holds dear. Shaking his head lightly he just let a soft smile set upon his lips. Crimson flowing hair resting neatly tied back yet untamed even with the leather tie within it. The waves and curls never cease to end as he stood there slightly looking up towards the Full moon. "Hmmm, something afoul is afoot tonight." He shook his head lightly as he kept walking now. Lightly his shoulder brushed past Ms. Emily's. Within that touch a sea of emotion flooded him, as most likely it did with her. Yet and intaking it like so many others by accidental touch he stopped for a second. "Oh excuse me, I wasn't paying attention to where I was walking." He gave a gentle smile as he looked upon her.
Emily Moyra Byrne The touch was enough to sway her from her headache, the remains of the nightmare, and her concerns for her insomnia. Indeed, that touch triggered a vision, and the result of this was her looking up towards object...or rather, person that had triggered it. In that moment, everything stopped moving; her reality behaving like a 'freeze-frame' moment...something that had her current view of reality shifted 360 degrees as it seemed to 'melt' into another place and time altogether. And in this place and time, she was an omniscient third-person observer witness to a gruesome murder, or rather the aftermath of what looked like a murder: a woman lying on the glistening gray stone floor inside a study, her neck torn open; her lifeless eyes staring up at the ceiling far above them both....<c>
Emily Moyra Byrne ....and the growling of an animal that hid in the shadows. Before the redhead Emily, the omniscient third-person observer, had the chance of finding out where, that entire reality exploded in a flash of white and brought her back to this one: to the face of the person that even now looked upon her. In this place and time, that entire episode lasted only a millisecond. She furrowed her brows for a wink of a moment in concern, her calming migraine ticking in intensity then losing that power, before she recovered her mental wits, smiling. "I should have watched myself, I apologize." <e>
Ergo, my first "vision" that night; I put the word between quotation marks to specify my questioning on whether it was really a vision or not. I had so many others like it in this...whatever it is, dream or not...that those visions will also indirectly be placed in quotation marks. Back to the story: the man I had bumped into would introduce himself as "Vladimir" or "Vlad for short"; he'd try to shake hands with me, but I would apologetically let him know that I didn't shake hands. What I wouldn't let him know was why: the touch formed by the handshake would more likely than not cause another vision, and that's not what I wanted to have at a time when I needed to nurse my headache and insomnia. It was to the way he responded to my decline that got me suspecting...thinking like a detective would: always asking the big "WHY?":
Vlad Belmont He smiled softly. "Yes, I try to avoid contact as well, But with this on you wouldn't have to worry." He told her with a soft wink. "C'mon with me for a second I have some facts you may be interested in." He said calmly to