This is going to be really long. Just warning you.
Idk I needed to put this somewhere. It's not that I'm having the same nightmare, it's that I'm having nightmares with the same plot, same "villain", but it's a continuation. It's always about me and another person close to me (not any adults) at a place. Then we go back to my house. My house is in the middle of the woods by the way. So then at one point we go out into the woods, always at the same place. I'll either look to my right or here my name or here "stop".
Then I see him there. I think his name is Jack... He always stands in the same place, far off into the woods next to a tree. He's always there in a white tee shirt, black pants, what looks like long black hair down to his mid back, a large knife, and I can't see any facial details so it seems he has no face. The person I'm with always says we should immediately go back inside. The first time I had this dream Jack told us to continue and I listened to him. I think if I didn't he would've killed me/us. Last night when I had the dream again I said "no come on," and continued.
Then Jack comes closer. He always comes to the left side of my house and stands near the other person and I. The first time it was me and my sister but I don't really remember much of it but in the end we ended up alive and Jack left, although saying he'd come back. Last night it was me, my friend Ash, and for some reason a little girl.
So for some reason there was a big plot in the beginning about how we had to leave the town because they were blowing up the farm fields so we left to this cabin kinda resort place. We had eventually gone home to my house and for some odd reason we had no power so Ash had plugged her phone charger into a tree? Idk people it's a dream. So then she said I should too. We left to the woods, the same place as always, and a few steps from the tree I heard my name. I looked to my right and there was Jack. Ash panicked and said we should run inside and I said "no come on," like I said earlier in the post.
When we plugged in my phone we turned to leave and when we got my drive way, there was Jack. Same as always. When he comes close he's just a normal guy, looking about age eighteen. He always gets short black hair, same white tee shirt, same black pants, and no knife. He starts out calm at first. He always taunts me. He says he'll leave me alone and he'll leave and I was grateful and said goodbye.
He laughed and said he lied and had brought friends then disappeared to the front lawn. When we rounded the car I saw about six men on quads and Ash and I panicked. Jack was laughing his high pitch maniacal laughter and saying to kill us. We then ran into my house, the power off for some reason. Something happened then but I forgot. I know that next thing I remember was the little girl was at the front door, talking to someone outside. I ran over and pulled her aside, seeing it was Jack. I slammed the door and locked it, scolding the girl and running her upstairs into her room that's actually my sister's room.
This is when things got bad. Jack and his little band of friends (who I assumed were the bikers outside without the helmets on) started to attack the house. Ash and I were locking all the doors, keeping them out. I had gone to my garage, to check down there and I found a friend of mine there (I don't remember who) and someone was running to the garage since the door was open. I yelled at her to close it and she stood there so I pressed the button. The door closed before he got in but he banged on the door, denting it, and I ran upstairs. That was the last I saw of her.
I remember the guy who was trying to get into the garage thought. He wore glasses, a green shirt, black pants, had shaggy black hair with side bangs, and was very tall and skinny. He was a bit creepy since he had the same extreme facial expression as Jack did. That was the only time I saw him though. Anyway, I had gone back upstairs. They almost got into the house many times. I was at the top of the stairs, sitting on the ground with Ash almost in tears. We were hugging each other and Jack was yelling and laughing, forcing his way through the front door that's at the bottom of the stairs. He had just opened the door and that's when my sister had woken me up.
I wish I could've finished the dream. I wanted to know what happened to us. Each time we phoned the police but they never showed up. Maybe they did this time? Maybe Jack got in and killed us? What happened to the little girl? What importance does the other man in the green shirt have?
God I feel like this is a creepypasta. It's a bit Jeff The Killer-like. -sigh- Oh well, maybe tonight I'll finish the dream and Jack will be gone for good.
XOXO
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