My Worst Nightmare (Patreon)

When I was sick of pneumonia, between june and august, I had few dreams, it was rare when I had one, it was like... like only I was floating.

I had difficults for breath, I thought I´d died on any moment. I tought was covid, but it wasn´t thankfully, but was an horrible experience.

However, there is one dream I had, and it was one for many time when I was a kid, and it was for many times the same scene, the same dream, the same feel.

I was falling slowly on a cave, I was naked and I felt the cold of the place. Looks like the walls were moving. Like be organic, and I smelled it, it was gross.

Then, moving into the darkness, I heard voices, very sweet voices, calling me, saying something like "you are now with me".

Suddenly I started to feel many hands, touching me everywhere, I cannot move, I cannot escape, I am falling slowly.

I am alone.

There is nothing.

Only darkness.

I am falling.

I am out of control.

I cannot wake up.

I cannot sleep.

And then... there is.

I see who is calling me.

Like shadows I see his face. He is around me, he is calling me, he is part of my memories, my childhood, my life.

Homesick is the thing I felt when I had pneumonia.

I cannot escape.

Doctors are touching me.

They are searching my sickness.

I am alone in the hospital.

I cannot get out.

I am getting worse.

I feel horrible.

Is cold.

Is my worst nightmare.

But...

I was awake.