Dream Encounters

I still have yet to see him in my dreams. He's only been mentioned once in that dream I had with The Rake. 8(

Though maybe it's better I don't have dreams about him. Most of my dreams - especially lately, have just been kind of premonitions of things that are going to happen when I wake up. Gives me that wonderful horrible deja vu feeling I love hate.

Ive had two more since my last post...... I'm starting to become concerned for my mental health seeing as its becoming a weekly basis, if not more.

Im not entirely sure how this one started, all i really remember is i was standing near the front door of my house but he was blocking it, just slowly walking towards me with his limbs moving around behind him.... scared the crap out of me.

Im still unsure about this one, nothing really points Slenderman, but i felt i should mention it. what actually happened is a little foggy in my mind, but me, and two of my friends were looking for something, i think it was the source of something, i really don't know. There were scattered scenes where the last one was in a tent with me and my two friends talking when at the door to tent there was a bright flash of light, followed buy a small red plus sign, then this black arm like thing came through the tent door (not like, ripping it, more like just passing through it like a ghost) it extended, grabed my arm and began to pull me. I woke up at the point, idk it was suppose to be slenderman, but i think it was.

I've been having fever dreams about Slendy all day long, mostly about running away from him in a forest (though some of it seems forced, like my brain is all 'LOL LETS PUT SOME SLENDY IN HERE TO MAKE IT MORE HORRIFYING'.) Shit sucks, yo.

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^Well I would say that there is a little bit of Slendy in all of us, and a little bit of everyone in Slendy.

In an om nom nom way.

I've had two dreams about Him so far, but I can't remember the second one. Both were rather nice, though.

The first one was at the time I still was smitten pretty hard with Slendynoia. I can safely talk about living in Berlin (good luck finding me among 4 Million other people if you want to harm me XD) and well, the city is effing full with trees. I mean it. Just look it up on Google street view, you will find almost no street without trees and around every second corner, there's a playground. On my old way to school, about two bus stations, there are three playgrounds and one park. With another two (playgrounds) nearby.
Do I really have to further explain why I have a hard time not to freak out whenever I have to go home alone at night?
Winter's been expecially hard on me since it's dark a lot and I only discovered the Mythos recently. Also, the streetlights have an orange colour, so nights look suspiciously like this here.

Well, anywho, it was really bad for some time. When my fear was the worst, I dreamt of going home at night - although I was in a rural little town, not Berlin in my dream. Scared to hell, I did what I tend to do when I'm scared to hell: I called someone so I didn't feel all alone. Since I couldn't reach any of my friends for some reasons, I called the customer support of my phone company (for realz) making up a minor problem just so I had someone to talk to. The guy from the company sounded bored, so I told him about my fear and he agreed to chat a bit with me on my way home, since no one else would call at this time anyway. During the talk I found out where the little house was where the people of the night shift worked for the phone company, and it happened to even be on my way home. I just wanted to tell him when I passed it, but then I saw - SLENDER MAN!

He seemed to be on His way into the house, so I rushed to it, loosing the phone connection on my way so I couldn't warn the guy of the company. I managed to enter the house before SM could, rushed to a room where my conversation partner sat at a little desk - it was Hiro from Heroes - and warned him just as Slender Man appeared in the glass door which lead to the garden. Hiro looked up to Him already opening the door and just said: "Hey Jack! I thought you would never come!" And -well, the supposed Slender Man was just Hiros co-worker Jack, who happened to be rather tall and a bit pale, but turned out to indeed possess a face.
Jack and Hiro thankfully didn't make fun of me and I was allowed to stay at their house while they had their night shifts, together with them. I can't quite remember the part after that, the only thing I still know is that I mistook someone or something for Slender Man again. The next thing I can remember about the dream is me, Hiro, Jack and some other people standing in the garden of Hiros and Jacks house, behind which a landscape of trees and hills began. I remember that everyone was preparing for a party or something and how I was relieved about Slender Man obviously not existing and about how I just panicked to much.

And then I saw Him between some trees near the hills. He just stood there and when I thought He belonged to the people around me, my mind slowly reminded me of all of them having a face. He stared at us, maybe at me, for some seconds, almost as if He was amused about what He invoked within me, before He slowly turned around and went to the hills. I felt as if He had said: "Meh, not interested."

After waking up from that dream, I felt a lot better about everything about Slender Man. Actually it is a quite arrogant thought that He would go out of His way to hang around me all the time. And my dream told me that most of the time I'd think I saw Him, I probably was wrong anyway. Now I'm more relaxed for sure.

I had my first dream experience involving Slendy last night.

I was with Future and Nedark (which is funny because I don't know what Nedark looks like). We were exploring a warehouse of sorts. I didn't know why at the time. We were just walking cautiously around.

At one point, I got really scared of walking any further. I told the other two I'd stay behind, and they could go on. I changed my mind as they were walking away, and started to follow them.

We got outside. There these half-wall-like things that could be hidden behind. I ran out, and I saw Slender man far in the distance.

I hid behind one of the walls, thinking he hadn't seen me. Then, from seemingly within my mind, I heard a voice saying, "Don't worry, little boy. I have a solution for you." I turned around and he was behind me. That's when it ended.

Whoah... you guys all having so cinematic dreams about him.

I used to when I was younger have way more 'cinematic' dreams but over time they started becoming more vague. Ive been a horror fan in general since I was really young, and Ive sorta built up a tolerance to what normally scares people.. not that I totally can't be freaked out by something.. It's just really hard for anything to even give me the creeps. I starting reading things like John Saul and Dean Koontz and Stephen King when I was like, 13, 14 or so. Ive had some freaky experiences that point to some sort of paranormal activity. Recently omeone had me play the game F.E.A.R and said I had to play it alone in the dark with headphones on. It got my adrenaline going at a few points but for the most part I ended up just roaming around giggling at stuff and having a blast.

I used to have the whole sleep paralysis thing.. usually several times a week around late highschool... I would wake up feeling like something HORRIBLE was in the room with me, be unable to move, feel pressure on my chest... and when it finally ended Id be shaken up and unable to go back to sleep. Finally I got fed up and... fear shifted to anger, I focused hard, and 'pushed' forward with my willpower.. stood up and commanded whatever it was to leave and never come back. Right after that I burned candles and incense in a spontaneous banishing ritual.. I never had another sleep paralysis episode, and after that was when it became almost impossible for things to freak me out.

Still, I love the horror genre. A friend of mine put it best.. he's a bit like me in the hard as hell to scare aspect.

"I don't get scared but I appreciate the attempt"

That bit of background out of the way, Im now 30, married, got kids.. And writing and reading horror, watching scary movies is sort of a drug for me almost.. I gotta get some creepiness in once in a while, even if its just spending an hour or so once in a while reading creepypasta threads at 1 am

I fell in love with the Marble Hornets series right away and as I said I think somewhere else on this forum, it was actually my intro to Slenderman, I had to go backtracking to the something awful thread and read and play catch up. Even though for a while in my spare time, I lived and breathed Slenderman stories and art, and vids. I never once had a Slenderman dream until about a week ago. I figured I would have long before with Slendy being pretty much an obsession of mine

There wasnt much to the dream and it kinda faded fast, but I remember that I was CAUSING people to see Slenderman ... Some corrupt people in town that needed to be driven off or something, I dont remember the details.. but I was making them either see a projection of him.. or implanting it in there mind or something and it was working.

Finally towards the end I finally saw Slendy, classic, foggy field and trees in the distance, Slendy standing there all ominous. But I wasnt afraid. I strolled right for him, almost a bit irritated. When I got closer it no longer looked 'real' but like a cheesy cardboard cut out, only made of flimsy tin. I grabbed it and tore the head off, and I woke up.

I was a little disappointed.

I seem to always be disappointed like that, Hellebore. He never comes for me personally. It's decoys and burning mannequins. Kind of lame, but it is slightly off-putting.

I suppose I have to rely on my nighttime walks to provide the true horror.

When I was seven, I had a frightening dream in which I encountered a man in a wooded field near our home. He touched a tree and I suddenly saw him as something terrifying.

Now I'm afraid I was tagged as a kid and I'm on Slendy's To Do list.

I just had a dream where it turned out Slendy was real, and he started hunting my Slender-knowledgeable friends and I. For some reason, I decided I needed to go and enlist zero's support.
But along the way I got killed by a proxy.
That part wasn't fun.

Omega wrote:

I just had a dream where it turned out Slendy was real, and he started hunting my Slender-knowledgeable friends and I. For some reason, I decided I needed to go and enlist zero's support.
But along the way I got killed by a proxy.
That part wasn't fun.

Goddamnit, Omega, if you keep up this level of win, you're going to have a higher ratio of win to your post count than Satyr. I keep winpointing you. I can't help it! D:

Detective wrote:

Omega wrote:

I just had a dream where it turned out Slendy was real, and he started hunting my Slender-knowledgeable friends and I. For some reason, I decided I needed to go and enlist zero's support.
But along the way I got killed by a proxy.
That part wasn't fun.

Goddamnit, Omega, if you keep up this level of win, you're going to have a higher ratio of win to your post count than Satyr. I keep winpointing you. I can't help it! D:

Sorry?

I had a dream, but it was Rake and related. At certain points during the night. the Rake can scare me more even though my bed faces a window, it's the Rake creepy pasta that got me. The thought of the rake showing up at the foot of my bed in the middle of the night creeps the shit out of me, more so then the tree right at my bedroom window. At the same time though, I LOVE this feeling of horror because The only three things to have successfully scared me so far is the "are you my mummy" episodes of Doctor Who which came out when I was 11, the commercial for The Hills Have Eyes (not proud of that one) and the Slenderman Mythos. Anyway on to the dream!

In my dream I couldn't sleep because I kept staring out my window, at one point after hours of doing this I decided to look down when I saw the Rakes face staring at me in the small crawlspace between my bed and my desk. He got up on top of my bed and whispered something into my ear which I either couldn't understand or couldn't hear, I don't remember, but he ripped the fuck out of my arm then jumped through the window onto the tree outside it. I rushed out of bed and grabbed my dad's pistol from his bedside drawer and ran outside after it. I saw it turn the corner of my culdesac and chased it 3 blocks when it reached the small woods marking the end of my neighborhood. Stupidly I ran in there after him, tripping and sliding on the snowy forest ground I eventually found myself in the center surrounded by three Rakes. Then I woke up, and thank fucking god it wans't staring at me when I did or I probably would have shit myself

So, I just had a lucid dream, which isn't that uncommon for me. What was weird is that I was half awake as soon as in the dream I thought something like "Slender Man is in the house." I was half awake and couldn't feel my limbs or talk. All I could do was feel an overwhelming sense of being stared at from behind through my doorway. Yeah, I'm shook up. =/

You're all shook up.

Sorry. XD

I had my first Slenderdream in X amount of time last night.

It involved me (inexplicably much younger) accidentally eating a golden fish (not goldfish, golden fish) which was mixed in with some pizza for some reason.

And then I walked into something that looked suspiciously like a hotel lobby, and there he was, staring at some guy.

I even managed to walk right next to him several times before he finally started to give chase.

This is a particularly odd case, since none of my Slenderdreams have had me in control, or even having Slendy do much at all.

I had one of those weird cinematic dreams, you know, the ones you're not in yourself, it's just like you're watching a movie or something...

"The truth of it's existence" was leaked and became
public knowledge, was broadcast on the news and caused mass panic and
hysteria. This new influx of fear made him more powerful, enough so to
"copy" himself ala Agent Smith so there were hundreds of Slender men
across the country and people killing or turning left and right and...
*shudder*
Actually saw one of the transformations really lucidly as a person's back turned into Slender man's front while standing still. No masked anybody the whole dream though. It was weird.


Don't know whether to be thankful my alarm clock or not, cause on one
hand it go me out of there, on the other hand I don't know how it ended. And I really wanna know how it ended.

Alright, so this one is pretty short.

It started off with me in minecraft (don't care if you hate it, suck it up). I was just walking around and stuff, and it was becoming night time. So I herded everyone from this forum (who were also in the game) into this random cave in the ground, tossed you all a bunch of torches and told you to light up the cave (since the big-bad monsters spawn in the dark). I came back a few minutes later and blocked up the entrance.

I turned around and walked down the cave, which you all lit very poorly. I bumped into Kyle along the way and chatted with him as we walked. I couldn't find anyone else and we somehow ended up in my IRL basement. We were walking down this one hallway and saw through a window in the door a figure sort of hugging the ceiling. We rushed in and the figure crawled through this wall-socket sized hole cut in the ceiling. We left that room and went into the neighboring storage room, that had a half-complete wall (so you could still see through it). Kyle was searching for something when I saw Slenderman in the other room through said incomplete wall. I yelled to Kyle and Slenderman disappeared.

Kyle told me to watch the door while he looked for someone's spleen that Slenderman had removed and hidden in the storage room. I had the door cracked open so I could see the stair case that led to the main floor. I saw Slendy come down, so I closed the door and backed the hell away. Slendy opened the door I jumped at it, trying to close it again. He pushed me back and raised his hands, with large claws coming out of them, dripping with blood.

That's when I woke up, swore at Slendy, rolled over, and went back to sleep.

Basically, I had a dream that my friend was hollowed, and he ad Slendy were trying to kill me. IT SUCKED.

And I got pretty close to his face-- It looks like static .__.

I had a dream that wasn't truly about Slendy but that Jay from Marble Hornets and I were driving around in his car, picking up one of my friends. I saw one of those green, tall, wavey wind people they put in front of car dealerships (picture below)



and so told Jay it reminded me of Slender Man.

Then Jay got pissed because I said Slender Man and didn't call Slendy "the Operator".

...it was more fun than it sounds.

Its a WACKY WAVING INFLATABLE ARM FLAILING TUBE MAN!

This is all I'm good for in this thread... seriously. I need some Slendy dreams so I can actually contribute.

Because I'm that much of a tool, my only dream involving Slender Man was one in which I found a folder on my computer filled with ALL NEW INFORMATION about him. Like, new research or something that I'd apparently done in a fuge state...and then when I started reading the files he appeared in front of me (very similar to Marble Hornets actually) and then I woke up.
What does it say about me that in the dream I was really, really excited to find the folder and in fact had more of a reaction to that than to Slendy actually showing up?

About a month ago, I had this crazy Slender-Dream. In it I was out at my local park/sports grounds walking my dog. And in the nearby tree area (I wouldn't say it was wooded, but there's a thin tree line), stood Captain S, suit and all. So I went home, and saw he was standing on the corner out side the church (Which is across from my house) I took the long way round, and when I got there he was gone.
After some other stuff, I woke up, and fell back to sleep. In this dream I was standing in my lounge room, looking out the window to the road. On the other side of the road stood Slendy wearing, I kid you not, a Hawaiian Shirt, and some cargo shorts. He was staring directly at me, even though we have these drapes that make it hard to do so. We stared at each other for ages, the suddenly with a massive thump, he had thrown himself against the window, And I could hear children's screams, and his laughter. He was pretty much pressed up against the window as if he was trying to go through it.
Then I woke up.

"I WANT TO TAKE YOU ON A 'VACATION', SHAYDE. WE CAN GO TO DISNEYWORLD."