Haunting the Chapel
Aug. 31st, 2006 02:32 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
uberreinigerI don't often have recurring dreams, but I do sometimes have recurring locations in my dreams. Lately I've been dreaming often of a church in my hometown. It was on my street about two miles north of where I lived, a Nazarene church of orange brick with a blue stained glass semicircular window above the door. In the 20+ years I lived in that town, I may have been inside of it once, and even that may be a childhood memory I've confused with a flight of fancy.
This church never meant anything to me. It was a landmark, that's all, although I always thought the blue stained glass window looked pretty. But I've had several dreams of it these past few months, all of them dark and twisted. Last night I dreamt I wound up there after a foot chase through the town with me being pursued by murderous corrupt cops (long story.) The modest little church had grown into a cathedral surrounded by large structures of connected arches of baroque design and covered with elaborate bronze decorations and inscriptions. I wish I could remember what the inscriptions said. The overall feeling was one of beauty and wonder, but if I saw those same structures in real life I think they would scare me.
I remember another dream where I was again running through the town as supernatural darkness slowly engulged it. My path took me right past the church and it seems I tried to take refuge within.
The dream that started it all involved me simply walking up the steps and walking inside it where I began exploring the rooms. Nothing out of the ordinary until the room with a floor of quicksand and occupied by a woman's severed head and a giant mosquito. The woman's head continued to speak to me as it sank into the sand.
If I were a character in a story I would be having these dreams because some terrible, ancient evil had taken root in that church and many years later I was now being called back to my hometown to fight it. At the very least it would be because something terrible happened to me there once which I am just now starting to remember.
Since this isn't a story then perhaps it is a story I will write.
This church never meant anything to me. It was a landmark, that's all, although I always thought the blue stained glass window looked pretty. But I've had several dreams of it these past few months, all of them dark and twisted. Last night I dreamt I wound up there after a foot chase through the town with me being pursued by murderous corrupt cops (long story.) The modest little church had grown into a cathedral surrounded by large structures of connected arches of baroque design and covered with elaborate bronze decorations and inscriptions. I wish I could remember what the inscriptions said. The overall feeling was one of beauty and wonder, but if I saw those same structures in real life I think they would scare me.
I remember another dream where I was again running through the town as supernatural darkness slowly engulged it. My path took me right past the church and it seems I tried to take refuge within.
The dream that started it all involved me simply walking up the steps and walking inside it where I began exploring the rooms. Nothing out of the ordinary until the room with a floor of quicksand and occupied by a woman's severed head and a giant mosquito. The woman's head continued to speak to me as it sank into the sand.
If I were a character in a story I would be having these dreams because some terrible, ancient evil had taken root in that church and many years later I was now being called back to my hometown to fight it. At the very least it would be because something terrible happened to me there once which I am just now starting to remember.
Since this isn't a story then perhaps it is a story I will write.
