A Dream Come True

Q – The worst dream you’ve ever had

A – I’ve been having extremely vivid dreams since I was a child. Since before I can remember, actually. And, although it may sound ridiculous, some of my dreams come true. Wait, hear me out. I’m not saying that I can fall asleep at night and discover the exact date of the inevitable apocalypse. But, I do sometimes dream about bad storms before they occur, or about someone coming to talk to me after months of silence. But the most bizarre and horrible image that has appeared to me in the night happened a few months ago. My brother lives in Colorado, and I only see him every few months. I hadn’t been thinking about him at all when this dream occurred. In my dream, my brother was trapped in a small, compact room with bright shards of glass protruding from every surface. His eyes were wild, and he never said a word. I think he was trying to make some kind of contact with me, he keeping looking right into my eyes, but never made a move towards me. And I never made a move towards him, I can’t imagine why I didn’t. He did his best to work around his glass, and avoided cutting himself for the longest time. I thought he was safe, and I sensed he thought it, too. Then, just when security began to kick in, he violently lurched forwards and rammed his own skull through the glass. Blood gushed from his head and filled the room with the crimson liquid. I woke up in a sweat, panting and shouting. I forced my dad to call him, even though my dad thought the whole ordeal was ridiculous. But when my dad hung up, he said he had discovered something. Earlier that day, my brother had suffered a head injury from slicing open his scalp on a piece of glass.