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Write about two people whose dreams are somehow connected.

Posted in Thriller and Suspense on Oct 26, 2022

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“We Paint the Skies” by Jane Linwood

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They say when you dream, you can’t tell the time.That isn’t true. I know exactly what time it is. I know when to run across the purple clouds, when to chase the leaping lizards, and when to listen for the chimes of morning. I know when the dream starts, and when it’s about to end. I can tell when a minute passed, or even an hour. My sense of time has never been broken. No…What you really can’t tell is why you're allowed to dream. What many call “reality” is a place where I work part time behind a desk. Answering calls just to be ye...

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“Linked” by Kenny Bannon

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Lights flash and blur above Rusty as he gets carted down the hallway. It’s something he’s seen half-a-dozen times before. Strapped down to the gurney, in a white hospital gown, Rusty can barely move his arms or legs. He knows better than to lift his head to see where they are taking him. They’d put him in the machine longer than normal, and he’s already in for so long.  Besides, he already knows where they’re going. He goes there once a week. Rusty has the route memorized. Twenty lights, elevator, three floors up, a left, sixteen light...

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“Hollow Shell” by J. E. Nelson

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Can you hear me? His words became a tattered piece of paper, snatched by the wind and sent fluttering off into the darkness. He sat hunched in the snow, his gaze not meeting mine but instead staring just past me. Hazy, unfocused. “I hear you,” I whispered. His gaze shifted, still not quite finding mine, but alert. I could see the closest trees through his right ear and shoulder. The finger that worried at his jeans looked thinned, like a spool of thread unraveled. A stiff breeze blew, and a few flecks of white flew from the back of h...

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“The Ugly Baby” by LinAris Aris

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It happened in the middle of a hiking trip. Gem was pregnant, which in hindsight should have been her first clue. She dragged the weight of her belly up a mountain and a man, Geoff, carried her rucksack. He was dark and skinny, and his face was oddly asymetrical, as if the halves of two different faces had been stiched together. Gem had dated him for some time a few years back but they had lost touch afterwards. As she walked the narow path behind him, she tried to remember how they had ended up on this trip together. Had he looked as strang...

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“The Nightmare's Protege” by Alli Castellan

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Content Warning: Witness of attempted physical assault and on-screen panic attackConnie Elizabeth’s life was this: Wake up, drink coffee, put on gloves, go to school, try to smile, run until it her feet bleed and her mind stopped thinking, stare at self in mirror and say “I will not have a nightmare. I will not have a nightmare. I will not- “, go to bed, have a nightmare, wake up, drink coffee-Her life had distilled down to a series of numbers:Two thousand ninety days since the nightmare began.16 foster homes- a girl who wakes up screaming e...

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“The Dream Node” by Ben Rounds

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In electrical engineering, a node is a path on a circuit between two circuit elements. It was time and Janet eased herself around on the sofa, finding the floor with her flat feet.  It was right where she had left it and she chuckled.  For a miracle it felt firmer than it had lately, less apt to fly away from her.  It had not yet jumped up and struck her- well, not hard anyway- had not, ‘tapped her on the forehead,’ as some author or other had once said, but sometimes it did feel very squirmy down there. Ponderously, trimm...

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“Golden Eyes” by Francisco Seoane

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She woke up abruptly and touched her sweaty face. The image of that boy was still completely clear on her retina, his golden eyes glittering and his immaculate smile against the light.- Anna! Breakfast! - called her mother.She didn't know the boy she'd dreamed of, but the dream had been so clear that Anna turned the memory over in her mind as she got ready for school.She was sitting at the desk, staring at the blackboard and the teacher's words passing through her head without being understood. She absentmindedly glanced across the room wher...

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“We Build the City” by Ashley Slaughter

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New Orleans, 2021 Camille wakes with a gasp, just before the boy took her hand in his. Why do dreams always end just before the most heart-wrenching part? Closing her eyes against the gray morning light one more, Camille stubbornly tries to fall back into her dream. Just a few more minutes . . . But her phone’s alarm breaks her resolve with a not-so-gentle tinkling of bells, and she wants to cry. Couldn’t she get just a couple of more minutes with him? With a final, frustrated harumph, Camille rolls her limbs one by one out of bed and pads...

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“Notes of a Dream” by Caitlyn Cline

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Raul searches through the forest for the origin of that distorted yet beautiful soft tune. The melody hums like a long lost friend, yet he can’t understand the words sung by the feminine voice. Though Raul’s thoughts slip away with each second, he knows he’s been here before. He picks up his pace to a run attached to the rhythm of the song, realizing there’s only so much time he has left to find her before it’s too late. Some moments flow slower than others. It feels as though the dream song envelopes him in molasses within those instants. S...

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“Dreamwalkers” by G.S Rodson

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"Do you trust us, Sofie?" "Of course." "Then we need to know more about these dreams. Have they continued this last week?" "…" "Please Sofie, the cameras may not pick up every slight nod or shake of your head. Verbally, if you can." "Yes, they have." "And Daren. Has he been a recurring element again?" "Yes." "Are you still having conversations with the boy?" ".." "Verbally, Sofie." "Yes, we talk." "What do you talk about?" "I mean, they're just dreams. Does it matter?" "Yes…it does." "We just talk about life. Life here in the Straights. Life...

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“IN THE STRANGER'S DREAM” by Mara Masolini

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IN THE STRANGER’S DREAM Laura was walking barefoot down a long corridor. The corridor, rather narrow, seemed even without end , that is, she was not able to see the end of the corridor. The walls were bare, yet every now and then, as Laura kept on walking, something fell off the walls, sliding to the ground. Laura could just catch a glimpse, out of  the corner of her eye, of  that something falling off the bare walls. She thought it ( the something falling to the ground) had to be ...

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“Aberration 361” by Charlie Bright

Submitted to Contest #113

At first, Myrios thought that it was from overworking himself. You know, the whole “The last thing you think about before falling asleep is what you dream about” myth. Since clearly, he wouldn’t dream about Aberration 361 willingly. He wouldn’t think about her at all, if possible, but unfortunately she was a wily entity, slipping in and out of dimensions like water through a crack on the sidewalk, leaving a trail of broken timelines and changed fates behind her. He spent many a sleepless night pouring over her file, desperate for any clue t...

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“Envisage” by Omar Alvarez

Submitted to Contest #113

“This is my worst nightmare.” Groaned Derek.          “What’s wrong bro?” Asked Devon.          “They are out of Bang’s!”          “The energy drinks?”          “Yeah! I have to hit work when we pull in.”           “Just grab some other ones! There’s literally a whole section of different drinks!”  &n...

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“Night Visions” by Deborah Mosley

Submitted to Contest #113

We, Annie and Evvie, are sisters, 79 and 81, respectively. Our full names are Catherine Ann and Evelyn Lee, named after two spinster aunts. Our mother was the proper sort, and at each of our births, she declared there would be “no nicknames." “The girls will be called by their proper names, Catherine and Evelyn." However, our father, who was not the least bit proper, implored our mother to consider calling us Annie and Evvie as babies. Our father insisted that he felt like he was baby-talking two old spinsters whenev...

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“We Talk in My Dreams” by Megan Gilbert

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My grandmother communicates with me through dreams. She died 8 years ago, but we still talk. I don’t know what I believe in, but I believe in that. Growing up my grandparents house was my safe place. I didn’t have many of those. Before the divorce my parents fought all the time. After the divorce too. I would sit in my room, trying to ignore their yelling. That became easier once I got my first iPod. Headphones saved me. Not perfect at drowning them out but better than nothing. My grandparents were not perfect either. They were alcoholic...

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