I was watching lucid dream. Since I was child, I could understand that I was in my dream when I saw it somehow. In that dream, I was in a gloomy station platform and there was nobody else. There came a lifeless voice from the loudspeaker, “Here comes the train and you would get scared once getting on it.” It didn’t make sense and soon the train stopped at the station. It was not just a normal one but rather a “Monkey train” which is often seen in theme park.
Some pale faced passengers were on it. Although it was creepy, I got board on it because I was curious how much my dream could give fear to myself. I was optimistic because I was always be able to wake up in the middle of dream at my preferable timing. I took the 3rd seat from the rear end. Lukewarm air was flowing and the atmosphere was so realistic.
With the announcement “Now we leave the station”, the train start running slowly. I was a little excited by the mixed feeling with anxiety and expectation. Shortly after leaving the station, the train entered the tunnel. Seeing purplish light shed on the wall, I thought “This scene is made out of my childhood memory of theme park. It’s not scary at all.” Then the announcement came again, “The next is slices of fresh row fish arranged to look lifelike.” It’s a way of traditional cooking in the certain area of Japan. Why now? When I started to think about why, suddenly a loud scream pierced my ear. Turned back and I saw the 4 dwarves with rug on their head surrounding the man on the 1st sheet from the rear. The man was getting slashed by knives and turning to be like a real slices of fresh row fish. The stinky smell filled up and he screamed on. The guts were pulled out off his body one by one and scattered. The woman sitting on the 2nd sheet from the rear was facing forward as if there was nothing goes on behind her. I was frightened by the development of the story and decided to wake up after watching a little bit more. Before noticing it, the man on the last sheet had gone. There were only bloody stain and pieces of meat on the floor. The woman on the 2nd sheet was still gazing at hollow with an expressionless face.
“The next is scoop out, the next is scoop out” then 2 dwarves appeared and started scooping out her eyes with serratus spoons. Her expressionless face turned to be awfully suffering one by pain, screamed furiously as if it pierced my eardrum. Eyeballs were halfway popped out. I felt dizzy by her smell of blood and sweat. Stooping my head, I just was trembling. Thought it was a time to run away. I couldn’t take it anymore. On top of that, my turn was next. Though thinking about disappearing, I wanted to hear what would happen to me and waited for a little while. “The next is minced meat, the next is minced meat”. That was worst line I ever heard. Now that I could easily picture what I would be, tried to concentrate to wake up myself. “the dream is over, the dream is over…” Usually I could awake to pray strongly like this. Suddenly I heard clunking sound of machine. Now dwarves leaped on my lap with the clunking machine on their hands. I got awfully scared to find it was the device to mince me down. I closed my eyes tight and chanted “the dream is over, the dream is over…” The clunking and hissing sound was gradually turned up loudly and I felt a wind pressure on my face. Just when I felt I was done for it, I could wake up. To get through the nightmare, I was sweating and tears were throwing from my eyes. I jumped from the bed to the kitchen and guzzled water for a while then I got calmed down at last. I made myself to believe it was just a dream though that was terribly realistic.
The next day I told every my friend about that nightmare and ended up to see their laughing. To them it was just a dream.
4years passed since that night. I was a university student and leading a busy life with a part time job. I had completely forgotten about the nightmare. One day without any herald, the dream resumed. “the next is scoop out, the next is scoop out…” It was from that scene. Soon I remembered this was that dream. As completely same as before, the woman’s eyes were getting scooped by 2 dwarves. Reflexively I told myself “the dream is over, the dream is over…” but this time it didn’t work soon. “the next is minced meat, the next is minced meat…” The time was running out. The dwarves with clunking machines approached just before my nose. “the dream is over, the dream is over, the dream is over!!” I screamed up and every sound had vanished to be silent. I thought I made it and when I tried to open my eyes, that lifeless voice whispered around my ear. ” You run away again? The next time will be the last time.” I heard it clearly and I was in my room at next moment. The voice I had heard was not in the dream but in this side. Did I do something wrong I deserve to die? Up until now I haven’t had that dream but next time I will die by heart attack or something to see that dream. Although it’s a heart attack in this world, it’s a minced meat in that dream…
Background
A famous post in the Japanese text board site 2channel. Translated by yokaipedia.