Surreal Conversation

Surreal Conversation

               Here's an unspeakable conversation; brushing the edges of proven knowledge and dabbling in puddles of insanity. Anthony was telling me about the dreams he was having in the hospital while he was in a coma. (My memories a little fuzzy so certain details may be misconstrued but the important stuff’s accurate).

                “I was surrounded by these people in masks who were telling me to follow them. I didn't trust them but I figured fuck it, if they did anything then I’d knock them out. They took me somewhere that I didn't like. I was still in the hospital but it was all abandoned and the walls were tearing. There were these things, I don’t know what they were but they were bad, and I wanted to leave. I walked into a room full of empty hospital beds. The walls were cracked and the place was eerie. It felt like some sort of hall. I walked to the end of it to a door with a light on the other side and I could hear peoples voices on the other side but I couldn't get in. I started screaming for them to open the door and then the scene changed.”

                This intrigued me. He had remembered a little bit more than last time, which had only consisted of the door that was light on the other side. Many tell a similar story about a hall with a door at the end and light on the other side. This got him into talking about all of the things that had made him believe that there was something more than what we realize.

                “Once I woke up and there were these circles floating right over my head. They were different colors, and I jumped up and looked at them and they disappeared. My grandpa had just passed away… but I don’t know.”

                My eyes widened as I listened to his words. My grandma had told a similar story. I didn't believe in such phenomena at that point so I had dismissed the story as the ramblings of a grandma. The connection was insane though. Her story went something like this;

                “I was staying with my cousin whose husband had just passed away. We were sleeping in the same bed, and I woke up in the middle of the night to see an orb floating over her sleeping body.”

The rest of my memory of her story is too fuzzy for me to try to elaborate. I don’t think she felt fear; neither did Anthony. They were really creeped out though.