@Popcornnn,
It was the creepiest dream of my life.
I was in the basement of a large house, I knew I was in trouble as my heart was beating so fast. I was trying to find a way out. I saw a structure built into the middle of the floor in one of the rooms. I walked over to it and saw a valley like grove that had slopes on all sides. At the very crease of the valley was a narrow opening. suddenly I found myself sliding down the sides moving fast toward the narrow slit. The thought that went through my mind was, that if my head was too big it would get trapped between the sides and I'd have my neck broken without a doubt.
With much relief, I found that my head cleared the gap and I tumbled to sub-basement floor half in relief half in further panic as to where I now found myself as I began to look around. This place was like a hunted church. The walls had strange symbols and I had the feeling that is was a place where some kind ceremonial rituals took place.
I was shocked to hear male voices approaching. I wondered. had set off some sort of alarm? The floor beneath me was of a light polished wood and I felt it slightly screech under the sweat of my palms. I scurried around trying to find a place to hide before the group of men entered. All I could find was a cupboard at a far end of the hall. I quickly threw myself into it. and listened with eyes straining to try and see in the thick black air. The sound of the voices were outside, getting closer and closer. Then I was filled with a feeling of utter dread, as if my worst fears were realized; I saw the cupboard door open and a thick, pale bloated face with stern piercing blue eyes looking straight at me. His large hand reached out for me head and I blacked out, then awoke with a shock of fright.
I am a 50 year old man now. Part of me would like to revisit that face; look into those eyes, to remember, to make some connection with that fear; perhaps even just to say, 'you were just a dream'.
Any ideas would be greatly received. thanks everyone. Popcornnn