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Had a nightmare last night

Panthers128

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Can't remember too many details, but I was watching the Panthers Rams game and they were down 35 to 14 with 12 or so minutes left in the 4th quarter. I remember thinking to myself, "Has Moore lost the game for us?" Something told me he had no turnovers and the defense had lost the game.

I think what happened is my subconscious is so used to the Panthers losing that dreaming about the Panthers, they'll obviously lose in the dream. Hopefully if they win Sunday and continue winning, my dreams will change.

Do it for my dreams, Cats!

Edit: I also recall Chris Gamble making a big mistake.

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In my dream, I just awoke from a deep sleep somewhere in a park and noticed how dark it was. I thought I was still dreaming at first, then I realized it must be the middle of the night. I could barely see a thing and was struggling to determine my location when I heard a sound echoing from my right. Startled, I stood frozen, wondering what could have caused it. The same sound then rang out from my left! My eyes were darting back and forth, looking for its source! Suddenly, there was movement in some nearby bushes and I could scarcely make out a pair of eyes peeping through the bristles. I approached to have a closer look, but there was nothing that I could see. A bit concerned now, I turned and quickly walked down the prevailing park path. From what I could make out, there were many old, leafless and gnarled trees on either side of the trail. The angles of the shadows that they cast made them look even more spooky in the dim light. Faintly at first, I could hear the voices of children just ahead of me. It sounded like they were crying. As I hurried toward the source of the gloomy weeping, a bolt of lightening flashed overhead in the night's sky and momentarily revealed a small child. He was standing, but in a slightly bent over position. I slowly edged over to him and asked, "What's the matter, little boy?" He stood erect, looked at me, and began talking. But before he could finish his first sentence, WHOOSH! His head flew right off of his body! Blood squirted out of his neck hole in every direction, covering me with the gooey red liquid! His body was jerking up and down and arms flailing! I let loose an earsplitting scream and ran like hell! "Oh my God!" I yelled. "Oh, Jesus, someone help me!" As I ran down the pathway, I gradually realized I was absolutely drenched in the boy's blood. It streamed into my mouth and covered my panting tongue. I abruptly came to a complete stop, bent down, and puked all over my shoes! That's when I began to cry. I cried and screamed and begged for help almost simultaneously. My tears flowed like a prolific waterfall - and as I wiped my eyes with my hands, I discovered they were tears of BLOOD! I was crying blood! In a reflex action, I jumped off of the path and shot into the grotesque realm of thick woods. It seemed a perfect, horrific, twisted place to be considering my situation. I navigated through the maze of deformed trees with little concern for my safety as evidenced by the number of scratches I was beginning to accumulate over my body from the dead, prickly branches of the convoluted timberland. Suddenly, I tripped over an exposed taproot and tumbled down a grass-covered hill. By the time I reached its bottom, I was dizzy and temporarily disoriented. I shook it off within seconds and looked up. "NOOOOOO!" I yelled. Lurking right over me was a big black figure of some kind! I couldn't tell if it was animal or human, but I could sense it was pure evil! It looked something like the grim reaper, only scarier. It was just glaring at me through the darkness with its angry red eyes. Not waiting for IT to make the first move, I sprang to my feet and ran faster than I thought humanly possible! Just as I was putting some distance between the monstrous form and myself, I inadvertently stepped between two earthbound roots and was now hopelessly entangled in their grasp. I twisted my leg and foot vigorously, but could not seem to break free of the stonelike stalks. Just then, I heard someone scream from right behind me! There was some guy crawling up to me. He seemed to be hurt really badly and had blood gushing freely out of his mouth. He looked at me with sad eyes and said, "Help me, won't you? *gurgle*gurgle*gurgle*" Even though I was in shock by everything that had just happened to me, I was very moved by his request. There was just something in the tone of his voice that inspired me to assist him. With one final burst of energy, I forced my foot free with the intent of helping the injured man. I took one step toward him when the dark fiend once again appeared. It was nearly on top of the poor man! I slowly backed away shouting, "Watch out! Look out behind you!" The diabolic bastard then lifted him up by his hair, removed a serrated knife from its sleeve, and proceeded to disembowel him before my pleading eyes! The poor man's stomach was sliced open and his intestines were being removed, examined, and dumped about the area! Blood was spewing everywhere! The guy was still alive and screaming in progressive agony! It was horrible! I felt so helpless! All I could seem to do was scream myself! I covered my ears, dropped to my knees and just watched as the unfortunate soul slowly died. I could smell the putrid carnage that lay strewn around me. I wanted to smash that murdering scum bag's face in, but it was too late. WHACK! Right in my neck! I felt a tingling and a sharp pain - sort of like I had been stung by a bee. THUMP! I fell on my backside and moaned in pain. I felt my own warm blood cascading down my face. Then the ripping began ...My stomach was being torn open and my guts pulled out! The last thing I remember was noticing the steam emanating from my heart as it was tossed unceremoniously on top of my face after it was yanked from my chest...

I think I died in this dream.

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