Last night I had the scariest nightmare of all time. Well actually I had 2 nightmares, with a short interval (sebijik macam Hindi movie). In the first one, I was at my mom’s place watching her and my elder brother (how awkward because this never happens in real life) doing the dishes after lunch. We were chatting happily when all of a sudden a black snake appeared in the kitchen sink. I was screaming at the top of my lungs while my mom and elder brother just froze; exactly like when you press the Pause button on your DVD remote control. But the snake and only the snake moved; it was staring at me with its green, shiny, mean eyes. That was when I woke up with a shudder, drenched in sweat and was coughing hysterically; I thought my throat was going to pop out.
When the cough subsided, I threw off the blanket and wiped my sweat before entering the dreamland again. I thought I'd be able to just shake the image of the black snake and have a peaceful sleep, boy I was wrong.
The second nightmare was even scarier: I was in a horror flick. I didn’t know how it started but I was starred in a horror movie. It was about local university students turning into cannibals. The backdrop was a residential college where male and female students stayed in unisex dormitories. I guess you can picture the place, with beds lined up on two sides of the dorm, shared toilets, laundry room and surau (hmph, I just described an asrama sekolah co-ed).
So, in this residential college there are 3 groups of teens (gosh, I was starred as a teenager in this movie – I couldn’t help but wonder why): the good ones, the bad ones and the don’t-care ones (pelakon tambahan a.k.a pak pacak ajelah diorang ni). I belonged to the good teens group (yippee).
I didn’t know how the movie started, all I could remember was it was just any normal college life until one day one of the guys from the don’t-care teens’ group disappeared. His remains were later found in the nearby bushes – half eaten. Police started investigating the case and found the bite marks were from human, not to mention the saliva and other biological proofs found on the remains – all belonged to a few other human. While the police was busy investigating, collecting samples etc, a few more teenagers from the don’t-care group disappeared and were later found in a condition similar with the first victim.
My group – the good teens, suspected that a few of the bad teens were cannibals. Their appearances were deceiving: one was mamat surau (OMG, mamat surau living in a co-ed dorm!), one was a Maths tutor and the rest were top scorers in class.
We started to spy on the bad teen group. Much to our surprise, they had a kind of ritual each night. I don’t know how to describe here but it was an unusual ritual, lah; with incoherent chanting, circling big fire in thongs and all those stuff.
Soon after the bad teens found out that my group knew about them, they started hunting us down – one by one. That was the time when my friends started disappearing one after another until I was the only one left (was I the heroine of this horror flick, then? Hmmmm… maybe).
The climax of the movie was the chief cannibal (that mamat surau off course!) was chasing me all around campus. I had to fight him with whatever I could find: broomsticks, waste paper basket, bricks etc. In the end, I lost and the chief cannibal ate me. Scary, huh? Any writer interested to put this on the silver screen?
So, this morning I woke up with a very foul mood and the stupid traffic added more to it. If that's not enough, my x-boss rubbed some more salt by telling me the increment I'm getting this year - which is so ciput I'd rather act in a cheap horror flick.
Well, anybody would like to 'menterjemah' the nightmares? Sila... sila...