I slept a bit more last night, but still woke three times from dreams. The first two were the same as the ones I discussed in my last post, but the last one was different.
This time I had started drifting off after waking from a previous dream, but this time the men were standing and shaking hands instead of being seated. The room was still only lit by a small lamp on a dark end table in a corner, and I still couldn’t see the men’s faces. I could hear them murmur to each other and then one cleared his throat and spoke more loudly. He said, “We know this can’t be known and we know how to make it stay between us. When things happen we can’t control we have to take control, and I know we’ve decided how to do that tonight. Do your part and don’t talk about this again. We have one chance and anyone who blows it disappears with a lot of pain.”
They all nodded and drifted off one by one, and soon there were only two men left. They hunched toward each other to speak in hushed tones, and I know I have heard the first voice somewhere before, although I can’t place it. The familiar voice said something that made my hair stand up even more than it already was and turned to leave the room as the dream ended. He said, “You know what will happen if this gets out. We can’t let that happen whoever it costs.” The “whoever” gave me a chill as I woke up, and I still hear that voice…cold as ice.
That is freaking creepy.