03 July 2002 2:11 AM
I suffered from the worst instance of sleep paralysis yesterday evening while waking up from a horrifying dream.
I’ve forgotten most of the details of that dream, other than its setting which looked like a future (I shan’t say “the”): flying vehicles circling round a reddish planet (possibly Mars?); surreal food canteens invaded by a rust-coloured fog. The dream also involved some grotesque murders that took place chain-letter style. Something to the likes of “if I don’t do this to you I will be killed”. During the most terrible part of the dream, I suddenly woke up. But I didn’t wake to the warm sunlight drenched room I was familiar with. It was the void that I had visited only several times in my life.
For those moments, the only thing that existed in that darkness was my mind which was desperately telling myself not to panic. Sleep paralysis was something I had experienced several times from the year that I entered college till now.
