*** ~PLEASE READ THE NOTE FIRST - IT'S THE ONLY ONE AND VERY IMPORTANT.~ A nightmare I had a while ago. And just a note I did not read any Jeff the Killer fanfics so if my subconscious decides to play out a nightmare similar to a story you read, then oh well XD This nightmare will include some references to the Jeff the Killer videogames as well - and a few random things here and there because - well, it's a freaking nightmare, anything happens in those. Think of the voice you hear when you die when you play the game with the video cameras and stuff - this is the same voice I heard. This is short and pretty stupid too but I thought I should write about it since this still haunts me, but overall it kinda sucks xD EnJoY...***

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I was in nothing but darkness, I couldn't see where I was standing, I didn't know if I was standing, I knew that I was trapped.

"Go to sleep."

Images where flashing though my head.

A knife.

I kept hearing the same chant over and over.

The sound of someone being murdered.

"Shhhhhh."

Blood.

Screams of pain.

Make it stop.

Please - someone stop it.

More screams.

Put me out of my misery.

The sounds play louder in my head until I literally can't hear myself scream for help.

Make it stop...

Make it stop...

"Shhhhhh. Go to sleep."

There was a sharp pain at my stomach and I know I had been stabbed. I collapsed on my knees trying to stop the bleeding with little success as I began to taste the blood in my mouth. I was coughing trying to regain my breath but I was choking. What do I do? What can I do? Go to sleep.....

I was in a darkened room that looked like an old insane asylum; the little amount of light that was provided looked as if it was only an invisible flashlight right in front of me. It was more like a hallway. The walls were rotting and all the bars of the cells had rust on them. There was a distinct sound in my ears and as I began to walk forward, my footsteps sounded far away.

I kept walking. Just walking. The hallway seemed to never end. I was moving forwards for hours and hours now. Nothing had happened. I only sunk to my knees and gave up, only staring at the pattern in front of me. What was weird was that I couldn't blink. It seemed as if as soon as I began to stare I had lost the ability to blink, or move my head. The funny thing was that I still heard my footsteps. They continued while a swirling look came across the floor. Shadows moved across the floor, to be exact. I felt weak at their presence, and the burning feeling was back where I had been stabbed.

There was nothing I could do about it. I couldn't move. I was only able to taste the blood again and feel it drip down my chin - my lungs aching for air. The shadows' haze began to blacken my vision slowly. A humane-like image was coming from the center of the hallway which I was trying to reach. It was walking towards me. The pain worsened as the figure got closer. My mind, my instincts, everything was screaming at me to run, to get out of there. But my body was still, disobeying the orders I gave myself and that I wanted to follow so badly.

The hazy effect became greater and everything was almost pitch black before I was able to make out what was coming after me. It was Jeff the Killer. The black had just taken over my vision when I felt another stab that should have killed me instantly, but I was still alive; I was not sleeping yet, that wasn't what was going to happen.

My vision returned and I was in a different area. It looked like an abandoned hospital room. The walls were grey with everything else with the effect as if it had been burned. There was a single flickering light-bulb to light the room. Still feeling the pain from everything that had happened, I unconsciously got up and simply left the room, coming across the rest of the building.

I only walked through curiously and calmly until the voices and sounds came back into my mind; they were so loud and intense the horrific scenes I could never conjure up in my mind sounded as if they were happening right in front of me.

Someone was shrieking. They were in pain. And I mean pain.

I suddenly slid and fell to the floor; I guess I was running this whole time. The sound of fire burning came along with the cries of agony. I winced from hearing it and examined why I had fallen. What made me fall? It was clear - was it water? No, water isn't that slippery. Water doesn't smell so strong like this.

It's bleach...

The scent of blood filled the air while the screaming became unbearable and I ended up screaming too, trying to make the sound stop. The worst part was that every spot the bleach had made contact with my skin began to burn as well. I shut my eyes tightly in anticipation, feeling my skin peel back and blister from the white-hot burning.

His skin is bleached-white.

He cut the smile into his face.

He burned off his eyelids.

It won't stop.

He never sleeps... He never sleeps.

"Go to sleep."

The sounds of everything that was happening immediately stopped and all the pain I was enduring ceased. I was lying on my bed covered in cold sweat trying to regain my breathing. Tears where on my face and it took my mind a few seconds to realize someone was trying to talk to me. It was my sister.

"It's fine. You're fine. It was a nightmare." she chanted to me over and over again.

Relief washed over me as I began to relax. My breathing slowed as reality came back to my sleeping mind.

"How do you feel?" she asked. I turned around towards the sound of her voice.

"I'm fine-"

She wasn't there. Nothing was there. All the tension came back to me as my mind tried to comprehend what had happened. What just happened...?

There was a presence behind me. I had noticed my window was opened; the cold night air had numbed my skin. I turned back around. He was there. So this is how it ends.

"Go to sleep."

Everything was black.