I think I have an idea of what this is about but here goes...
I'm living somewhere with a bunch of people, like I'm away at college or something. There are a group of boys there that get girls alone somehow and then rape them. I end up witnessing one of these attacks and am so frightened by what I see that I just freeze behind a wall, unable to call for help or try to fight off this predator. I don't seem to have a weapon or phone anyway. The attacker seems to turn into a demon and vampire all at once. He bears his teeth and disappears into the victims neck but only comes out with a smudge of red by his lip, as if he picked a scab on his face and then tried to wipe away the blood. That's all he does. He leaves her there on the floor, hardly worse for the wear physically but I'm sure emotionally she is very damaged. The scene changes and I am in a class where the teacher is asking if anyone knows anything about the attack. For some reason she starts grilling me...
2006-12-27
02:48:25
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Katie L
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and I break down and start sobbing. I tell her everything I know but I'm so afraid that the guys who did this will find out I know something. I see an email from the teacher to a higher up in the college (like the dean or something) telling him what I told her but not including my name. We are at the same place later where the first attack happened and the boys are there again. I know they're up to something and this time I want to stop it. They make a game show out of it, getting up on stage and announcing the name of the girl next to me, saying that she should go to this one guy's room. She gets up, all excited, grabs her coat and puts on her book bag. I tell her she can't go and everyone else joins in telling her to stay. They tell her about the rape in here a little earlier and she starts to understand. The boy who would have attacked her is gone, waiting for her in his room. The rest of the team looks on with resignation or just looks around as if they don't know what's going on.
2006-12-27
02:51:50 ·
update #1
The girl who would have been the victim, lays down on the two chairs next to her and begins to cry. I keep telling her it's ok and rubbing her back and the dream is over.
I think this has something to do with some part of me being "attacked" and I'm too afraid to enter that part of myself or to face the situation so I just watch it happen and then push it out of my mind. Pretty soon it will be too much for me to handle and I'll have to save myself with the help of others. Is this way off? I can't think of what I would be attacked over or what I'm so afraid of, so maybe it's about something else....what do you all think?
2006-12-27
02:54:00 ·
update #2