Buh, half awake dreams are no fun when they're scary.

This morning I was relaxing in bed, enjoying the thought of a snow blanketed world outside whilst snuggled in my warm blankets, when I (unsurprisingly) drifted off to sleep. I'd hit snooze on my alarm specifically to allow for this very probable happenstance, so it wasn't anything of concern. I did dream though, and it was strange and slightly disturbing.

First though, some quick backstory: As seems to be common in old places with lots of people, people have died at Wellesley. Unfortunately, not all of these deaths are accidental or natural; some of them are intentional. Wellesley gives a Halloween tour of these old (locked) rooms and tells their stories - I've never been on it, but my roommate has, and she told me about this one in the basement of the dorm next to ours where three servants (back in a time when students brought servants to school/had servants at all!) hung themselves together. :( I didn't know where it was exactly, so a few weeks ago I was traveling through the basement of this dorm, working my way toward the basement of my own dorm (it was raining outside) and I saw this strange staircase and thought I would explore a little. The door at the top of it, however, was locked - I tried it. With a shrug, I turned back down the stairs and continued on my way. You've probably guessed what that door went to - it's commonly referred to here as 'The Suicide Suites', and it completely creeped me out that I'd tried the door.

Anyway, this morning, as I was dozing in my comfy bed, I had one of those half-dreams, where part of you knows that you're sleeping and if you can only just move yourself, you'll snap out of it and it will be ok - but you can't move! And it feels like there's some kind of current running through your body, locking your limbs in place. It started out fine; I was traveling through the tunnels because I wanted to go somewhere, and I came out of them right across from the suites. I didn't realize that was where I was though, so when I saw the stairs I just trotted up them and reached for the door handle - at which point a voice on the other side said, quite clearly 'It's locked.' The me in my dream was completely frozen, as was the real physical me - I couldn't move to wake myself up, no matter how hard I tried. Although I guess that strictly speaking, that isn't true because I did manage to snap myself out of it eventually, but it was pretty frightening. Made my eyes water and everything (my eyes water when I'm really scared, interestingly enough).

bllleeaaaaaaaaarrrg.

I had another longer and more involved dream than that, while I was actually sleeping, but all I can remember of it at this point is something about a large trampoline and perhaps a submarine. Hmmm.