Of boats and boars

Had the weirdest of dreams last night..

I was driving to my college, KY, alone for some reason. I think it was because there was no one to send me and I really had to get there because I had class the next day. So I was driving a Proton Wira(don't know whose) at night to ky. So I was driving, just driving, (everything was very very real btw. you know how dreams are) so I took a turn and figured I drove the right way, because the surroundings were familiar. I was at the Lembah Beringin toll, used my touch N' go, and continued driving.

and suddenly the whole damn road changed. It wasn't like the road to ky. It suddenly got really narrow, and there were boulders, fallen trees and all kinds of obstacles blocking the road. I was scared, of course(like, really scared) and then my car broke down. I was alone, and the car broke down. Then for some damn reason, I put the car backwards and pushed it, and it kept going. So imagine me, sitting on the boot of a Proton Wira, some weird force continuously pushing the backward car through the path. It went faster and faster, and I saw all kinds of weird shit. I mostly remember a dead boar, and a boar that wasn't. The car stopped at a junction and there were two paths: one up a flight of stairs, one through the jungle.

I got off the boot of my car and followed the stairs, which led to a wooden bridge, and before I know it...I realised the bridge was over a black lake. And across the lake I saw silhouettes of children, staring at me. Of course, it scared the crap out of me, and I went back the way I came, just wanting to get out of there and find ky. I went down the stairs, and on the way back to my car, I saw Mrs. Foord. So I was happy you know, omg a ky teacher! So I yelled, "Mrs. Foord! Mrs. Foord!" (I'm pretty sure I yelled in my sleep, because it was so real and I felt my mouth move)...

...and she turned her head to me..

and it wasn't Mrs Foord. It was some old, lady who had Mrs Foord's hairstyle. Her eyes were dead grey and just stared at me, not saying a word. Her hair, clothes, and entire body was suddenly dripping wet, and looked as though she was just got out of water. Then I realised that she was the girl who was drowned in this black lake.


was drowned, not drowned. someone drowned her.


fuck.

then I woke up.