Saru Yume(The Monkey Dream)
Saru Yume
It isn't uncommon for me to have lucid dreams.I often realize I am, dreaming and can alter them according to my wish.Often I can also wake up on command so I never really have had issues with nightmares that is until I saw the one I shall speak of in detail.
The First Dream
I had gone to sleep as usual with nothing of note having happened.This time like many others I realized I was dreaming as soon as it began.
Standing alone in an abandoned station in the middle of nowhere I thought to myself what a shitty dream.The unmanned station I stood in was dingy and small with maybe a 12 meter long platform and a single bench to sit on.An orange light bulb above my head was the only source of light.
Beside realizing when I'm dreaming I can also affect my dreams but this time I chose not to,only to realize what a mistake that would be later on.
I stood at the station for a bit,unsure of how long exactly.I was intrigued as to where this odd dream would lead me.
Out of nowhere a soulless gruff voiced announced on the intercom-
"The train will arrive soon.Passengers shall be taken expressly to hell."
The announcement baffled me.What the fuck was he talking about.
Only moments later a train arrived at the station.
It was an odd one for sure.An amusement ride like train with low side walls and a faded pink body.So far so good but this is where things went off the rails.
Where one would expect to see a conductor or a guide sat a lone monkey.Its face contorted and fur matted with some sort of crusty red residue.
Behind the monkey in rows sat the passengers.A measly handful of them all with pale faces devoid of color.They looked anxious which off put me further.
Curiosity got the best of me and I thought fuck it lets go all the way.Having made up my mind I got on hoping to see just how much fear my own imagination could instill in me.
I took solace in the fact that if things got a bit too hairy or if there was a bit too much monkey business I could just force myself awake.
I sat on the third row from the back.I felt a warm breeze blow behind me.It felt.....a bit too real.It got the point of me forgetting it was a dream.I couldn't help but doubt my own conscience.
That same gruff voice spoke once more-
"The train will now depart.Keep your hands in and your hearts in your chests.There are no take backs."
The train began to rumble and slowly pushed forward.What would happen next?This thought played over and over in my head.My heart was palpitating from a mix of expectation,unease and anxiety.
Soon after leaving the platform the train went into a tunnel.In a moments notice odd purple lumps lit up illuminating everything in a dubious glow.
I thought to myself-
(I've seen this before.This same exact tunnel was also in that one ride I loved to go on as a kid."Thriller Car" I think.....An amusement park train,a tunnel from a childhood memory...this really is just a recollection of my memories and nothing more.There's nothing to scare me)
Ikedukuri
Another announcement-
"The next up is Ikedukuri. The next up is Ikedukuri"
(....Huh? Ikedukuri you say. Ikedukuri of fish?I've never heard of amusement park trains offering food and why seafood even.)
While I got my confused hopes up a shrill scream shot out from behind.
The man in the last row was being assaulted by four short dwarves.The two short men who could not have been taller than my arm were dressed in rags with hairy faces that made them look like monkeys.
The dwarves armed with knives ripped the poor man apart.The body of the man cleanly cut with knives was neatly arranged in an ornamental fashion.Just like Ikedukuri.
The intense smell of blood and gore wafted from the back as the man still alive and breathing shouted his throat dry.So loudly my eardrums rang.One by one the dwarves drew out the innards of the victim splattering the entire seat in blood and what I could only guess to be some or other stomach fluid.
Unable to stomach anymore I turned around and clutched my head in my arms
The woman sitting behind me was unnerved as if she had no awareness of the horrific tragedy that took place directly behind her.Not caring for the poor man who's blood was splattered across her back.
To confirm what I saw I turned around once again.The kind looking man who had been sitting in the last seat was gone.Blood,gore and innards included.All that remained to signify his existence were the stains left behind.The woman was still the same....completely calm and unchanged like the surface of a lake.
At this point I was scared of myself.This is way beyond my conscious imagination.I began to doubt my own state of mind once again losing my grip on reality..........I was beyond disturbed.
Gouging Out
Minced Meat
"Next up minced meat.Next up minced meat."
So it announced.I felt dizzy imagining what would be happening to me.So I focused on trying to wake up.
(Wake up...wake up...)
Praying silently in the middle of my dreams usually woke me up.The problem being I need to concentrate.
Whiiiiiiiiirrl....
The noise of the heavy machinery rattled me.
Two dwarves that weren't part of the woman's execution approached me.
They pushed me to my knees with surprising vigour. The machine I was hearing was placed on the back of the seat in front of me.The two tiny bastards pushed my face to it slowly.
Closer....closer...and closer still.
Understanding in an instant what this machine entailed I took a deep breath.So this is how I was to be made into minced meat.
(Wake Up...WAKE UP!!)
WHIIIIIIIIIIIIRRL....
I could feel the blades scratching apart my face.I prayed harder still.I won't let it be over like this.
(WAKE UP!!WAKE UP!!!)
The noises stopped and the everything faded out.
Cold Sweat
I woke up in a cold sweat.The sky outside my window glowed lightly orange.I barely made it out.I was breathing heavily and took quite a while to make myself calm down.
It was only a dream I said to myself it was only a dream.A fucked up one sure but it was not real.
The adrenaline rush subsided and I noticed a burning pain on my cheek.Unnerved I rushed to the bathroom to look at the mirror.Sure enough a gash was right where the blades of that machine had scratched me.
The next day I had bandaged up my cheek and told my friends about it.All of their reactions were the same.They either thought I was joking or said that it was an interesting story.No one believed that the gash I got in that dream had carried over.Suffice it to say I was labelled an overly dramatic person.
The Second Dream
Four years have passed since that dream.
I was now a college student and working part time.I had forgotten that foolish story.Accrediting the scratch on my cheek to self harm in a panic attack.
This was before it happened again.
It began..
"Then next is gouging out.I repeat again next is gouging out."
Even if I had pushed that memory to the back of my head I never truly forgot it.It was that dream again.
Like what had transpired last time two dwarves approached the person behind my seat.What surprised me wasn't the repetition of the dream but who was getting their eyes gouged.
It was my colleague from work.A short haired high school girl with a cheery smile.That smile however was twisted into a grimace as she cried for help begging me to save her.
Her cries moved me.I tackled one of the dwarves with all my might pushing him off the train.The two others that were absent came from the front of the train.They grabbed my hands and pulled me back pinning me against the seat.
I watched helplessly as the dwarf I had knocked off climbed back up.Spoon in hand the two gouged out the poor girl's eyes.That same stench that had made me lose sleep seeped through my skin,burning my nostrils.
I had lost all strength in my body,my will to fight.
"Next up minced meat.Next up minced meat."
The words shook me out of my trance.
I began to pray once more.
(Wake up...Now's not the time to sleep.GET UP!!)
It didn't work.I would not wake up.
The sound of the machine started again.
Whiiiiiiiiirrl....
This time the machine approached my face
(GET UP!!GET THE FUCK UP!!NOT AGAIN!WAKE UP!!)
An eerie silence took over everything.Everything was still almost as if time itself had stopped.Did I end up changing my dream.What the hell was going on anymore.
As the stillness continued I noticed a quiet static...
The announcement blared once more
"SO THE COWARD RUNS AGAIN?THIS IS THE LAST TIME YOU WILL ESCAPE."
The meaning was loud and clear.
You won't escape again
I blinked my eyes open....I was in my room once more.
That last announcement was not a dream.I heard it loud and clear.So loud that it rang in my ears.Even after I woke up the sound echoed in my ears rebounding off the walls of my room.
The next day I went to work only to hear that the junior I was in my dream was missing.This was the final proof I needed.The events in the dreams.The people that died all of them were real.None of them were fiction.
It has been a few months since that second dream.The junior I spoke of never showed up anywhere.
I haven't had that dream since and every night has been filled with anxiety.I am constantly preparing myself for whats to come.
If I have that same dream a third time I will most probably die with my body never being found.
In this world I will lose my existence but in that one I will be minced meat.
Writers Notes(Translation Notes)
Ikedukuri-A form of ornamental fish dish that involves the fish being carved in a manner that makes it look life-like.
Afterword
Okay so this is the first of hopefully many that I will release on a nonexistent schedule.Each of these stories take a few hours or so to write out and edit which is fine and all but this Word processor is rather tedious to work with.If you enjoyed this story please do share the word.I am working on this solo as a hobby but I'm having a lot of fun so any form of publicity is appreciated.
Anyways this here is the source translation that I rewrote if you want to please go and check them out.They are doing gods work with these crappy translations.
Source-http://sfushigi.com/www/2017/05/16/monkey-dream/
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