#mightmare log

[carniccity]

Nightmare Log #2

well i just had the fuckiest dream

i was living in the craziest idea for an art college studio; a whole art store integrated with montors, cubby holes, and desks and computers for working

the whole place felt like a giant place for art, only art, and simply art, with montors showing off animations and printed out works strewed across every wall

every art supply imaginable hung in every aisle and shelf, fuck there was even a place to find and cook your own food on the back end of the store cause you basically would live there forever like a fucking art boot camp

at first i was doing good, getting high praise from a classmate for one of my drawn pieces, but eventually time came and slowly but surely people kinda became disinterested in the kind of stuff i would throw out

outlook changed, i became desperate to make something, but still found time to good around and watch the other people's work

one in particular was my cousin John (who never really cares about these art things)  invited to the big corner of the room with a gigantic monitor set up, and we watched this live action fan movie of bleach where ichigo was completely taken over by the whole and it connected to naruto and  then another anime and then another and i got sick of looking at it after a while.

after i failed to make some kind of weird overwatch animation with junkrat and roadhog (god knows why i went there) i went to the food area and checked out different foods and there was a place for people to have a sample of other people's creations

i felt irritated and looking around i just noticed that half the art was fucking dicks and -i just remembered there were literal art patron gods, about 20 or so, all different names and im pretty sure there was an aisle in the store where you could give them offerings (among other things)

but yeah most of the art work on the wall were drawn penises and naked posing and all i could think was "my art style was a bit more simplified so this isnt really fair"

so i was going through some of the curry spices when i heard another person muttering about them too

guy looked about in his late 20s, ragged jacket, reddish brown hair with a beard, bagged clothing, and apparently i knew him and just folllowed and talked to himwe went back to set up with the big montor and found a different set up exhibit there (well he did i spaced out again). the walls were painted pure white like in an art gallery, and the only thing on the wall was a map that my friend explained as the gallery demo room for Resident Evil 8

we walked through the room became more gravelly and rough, with objects strewn across the floor, walls still void of color. he picked up a stone and tossed across the room and i stated "wow this is a neat concept for an AR game". It worked and sounded just right and we came against our first enemy, a type of troll monster.i immediately dipped cause i didnt care much for it, never seeing that friend again, and moved to another room of the demo

this one had the same art gallery style, but with a line on the floor that followed a path like a snake and looked like a train line on a subway map. the line never crossed itself but every interval had a node, probably to keep the program in place.my feet were magnetized to the line, making so i had to move across it, and a voiceover started, stating how these VR demos were made to punish those who couldnt make the cut, and as I walked into the next room of this gallery, i met my adversary as it were; 8 feet tall silhouetted humanoids with  the neck and head of a crane but face of a raven

at first they still, but once i approached they move at a rapid pace, following the line as i did and i had to run along it was well, like a mine cart and i controlled which path i went on

the voice came from the lead bird, the one moving at the front of the flock, and i quickly moved out of the room as fast i could...but then i was right back at the moment right before they started moving again: Level 2

previously they only moved on one set path, right, but once i moved left, i immediately knew, and they told me, that they were adaptive, and that they will eventually catch me.i psyched them out and ran to the opposite way  where another more primitive guard bird just moved back and forth; i had to time when i moved out the entranced. the humanoids were right behind me so i took a shot and got the entranced, only to find that the entire store had become one huge gallery space, with those to have me abscond in infinitum

and i as ran into timing which line to follow, the camera panned away and the bird quickly catching up, and laid in bed, mind racing, and only opening my eyes when i knew i made to the exit of that level, scared that if i didnt they would follow me out

so yeah fucky dream, heart racing, and i woke up early yay ithinkmyconsciousnessistryingtoscaretheshitoutofmeintodrawingmoreart