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 Posted: Thu Feb 01, 2007 7:42 pm
Name of Nightmare: Nuit
Fear: Darkness
Home: Atrum
NM's Personality: mysterious, enjoys leaving others in confusion, a little selfish and a little conceited, prefers to be alone for the most part.
Name of Human: Melody
Human's History: Melody is relatively quiet and introverted. She has long black hair and pale grey eyes. Normally she lives unnoticed by most of society, confiding in only to the few whom she holds dear.
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Posted: Thu Feb 01, 2007 7:54 pm
 Melody
Melody is a college student. She has dull gray eyes and long black hair. Few friends, but the ones she has, she holds very dear. She likes keeping to herself for the most part. Melody possesses a great fear of the dark. Although she is very much an introvert, she sometimes feels as if she doesn't exist, and this bothers her greatly. As a child, her parents, who were rarely at home, would joke that Melody was so quiet, it was as if she were never there, especially when they came to tuck her in. They would tell her she blended in with the dark, because of her raven black hair and timid nature. Because of this, Melody now associates darkness with nonexistence. She feels that darkness can swallow anything, including her, until she truly ceases to exist at all.
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Posted: Thu Feb 01, 2007 7:55 pm
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Posted: Thu Feb 01, 2007 7:57 pm
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Posted: Thu Feb 01, 2007 9:02 pm
.hidden melody. Melody woke up with a start, sweat clinging to her forehead. She sat up abruptly, trying to find something, anything, distinguishable. But there was nothing but darkness. A black abyss. She tried to get out of bed, but found herself frozen in her current position. After a few minutes, her eyes slowly readjusted to the wan moonlight emanating from her window. Thunder crashed outside, illuminating the bedroom for brief moments, before sending it back into darkness.
A power outage?, she wondered silently. Slowly, she brought herself to get out of bed, and took out the flashlight from a drawer. She walked back to her bed, turning the flashlight on and placing it on her nightstand. I need to calm down... it's only the dark., she whispered. Readjusting herself in bed, she slowly drifted back to sleep under the warm glow of the flashlight.
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Posted: Sun Feb 04, 2007 8:52 pm
Again, Melody's eyes shot open, beads of sweat clinging to her forehead. A week had passed since the last time she abruptly awoke to greet the darkness created by the power outage. She sat up, finding minimal comfort in the glow of her night light, in the other corner of the room. She tried falling asleep again, yet her heartbeat wouldn't slow. Looking around her bedroom, Melody shivered, imagining what could possibly be lurking behind the dim shadows, yet scolding herself for being so irrational. But she couldn't help herself. The darkness seemed to swallow everything around her, completely, if it weren't for the dim night light. She held her breath, fearing to make a sound in the pounding silence. Fearing that some unknown voice would respond. The silence pounded into her ears, making her ever more fearful. She turned to her night stand and turned on her iPod, to soothe her nerves, and gradually fell asleep once again.
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Posted: Mon Feb 19, 2007 2:05 pm
It was raining. Hard. The sound of the rain pounding against her window both soothed and unnerved Melody, as she sat up, discovering that she had fallen asleep on her desk. She sighed in the comfort that her lamplight brought her, relieved to have woken up to its soft glow. As she was about to continue her work where she left off, she felt as if she heard a faint whispering coming from an corner of the room not illuminated by the lamp. Melody felt her heartrate speed up as she tried to reason with herself. I must be tired... or maybe... maybe i left my ipod on full blast somewhere... But to her dismay, this reasoning didn't calm her nerves. She could hear a very faint, whispery voice humming in the shadows casted by the lamp. Gathering what little courage she had left, Melody, turned her head, towards the dark abyss outside the realms of the lamp's glow. Two beady red eyes stared back at her out of the dark, then vanished along with the voice.
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Posted: Sat Mar 03, 2007 5:13 pm
Dear Diary...
I... I don't know what's going on. Lately I've been having horrible dreams. At first, I won't be dreaming at all, and then suddenly, I'll see flashes of a place. A place that I've never seen before except for in my dreams, consistently. It's dim and hazy, but I remember seeing nothing but a barren landscape. Dead trees here and there, and then nothing but black and hollow dark.
I think I'm going crazy. I really do. In addition to these dreams, I'm also hearing things. Whenever I wake up in the middle of the night, I head this weird... very faint humming. Like someone's in my room. But the thing is, I can never place where the voice is coming from. It's like it's all around me. And whenever this happens, I swear the room is always unnaturally...dark. I feel ashamed for using a night light but... I can't help it. Whenever I wake up and hear that humming though, the night light is never on, like it's broken. But when I check it later in the morning, I find that it's still in perfect condition. The humming... I can't even think of a distinguished tune or anything. It's almost supernatural and it's incredibly eerie. Then there's those eyes... two small cold red beady eyes glaring back at me from the shadows. I know I should find out what it is, if it's even real or not, but by the time I make up my mind to atleast throw something at it, the eyes vanish, as well as the humming.
Am I going insane?
I can't sleep. I'm too afraid. And yet, staying awake is equally frightening. What am I going to do? I have so many assignments and projects piling up on me, and I'm always so incredibly tired right now. If I'm not careful, I'll end up failing my classes. Sigh. It's really late now. I guess I should atleast try to get some rest.
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Posted: Mon Mar 12, 2007 7:24 pm
I'm not insane... I'm not insane... it's all in my head... all in my head.
Please let it just all be in my head.
I don't know what's going on. What started off as something that just spooked me a little has become something incredibly terrifying. Before, I could feel entirely safe during the day, only feeling nervous at night. But now, because of that.... thing, I cringe every time I walk through even a remotely dark hallways. Whenever the professor turns off the lights so the projector is clearer, I always feel my heart skip a beat. Every single time I find myself somewhere that isn't completely bathed in light, and especially at night in the early hours of the morning, I can swear that I feel someone ... watching me.
And that humming. It won't go away. In fact, it's become worse. Before, it was just... an eerie unnerving thing that seemed to taunt me. Now though, now I can hear words. I don't even know what they are. It's as if it's in some other language. One not from this earth. I sound so crazy. So insane. I can't tell anyone. I know they'd think I'm crazy. And then I'd just be even more alone... my god. That voice... every time I hear it, it's like everything becomes darker. When I close my eyes, I feel like there's nothing around me. Like I'm just.... existing in some strange emptiness. And when I open my eyes again, I almost completely forget what I'm doing there. My dreams are getting worse too... but... I can't bring myself to even think about it, let alone write about it. Sometimes, I feel so afraid that I almost wish I could just die, if only to escape what's haunting me.
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Posted: Sun Jun 24, 2007 2:10 pm
Melody looked into her bathroom mirror, examining the visage before her. Her eyes, although still darkened with fatigue, seemed less wide, less terrified, and her skin was slowly reverting to its less pale former self. She sighed, leaving the bathroom and returning to the main part of her apartment. One week. It had been exactly a week since she'd deprived herself of sleep, and thus two weeks since her encounter with that...thing in her dreams. But was it really a dream? Everything, the pain, the adrenaline, everything about that place seemed too real to have been a dream. And there was that other girl... she couldnt even remember her name anymore. It all seemed so long ago. But although she didn't suffer those past strange occurrences in a while, she felt her fears grow into something even more unfathomable, as if the time away from what she feared only allowed it to consume her even more.
Sitting on her bed now, Melody looked at her cell phone, staring at a certain phone number. Alyss's. Alyss was Melody's dearest cousin and closest friend. But even she couldn't help Melody, could she? Turning off the phone, she closed her eyes and took a deep breath. Perhaps it was all just an illusion. Finals were finally over, and she did spend the past month studying mercilessly. Maybe. And yet...
I'm still here, little one... Melody dropped her phone in sudden panic, as that eerily familiar voice faded away. Where was it coming from? It didn't make sense. Why was this happening? All the lights were on. How could it.... she... still be here? Melody stayed in the same position for hours, just waiting for any slight movement, jumping at any slight sound, before falling hopelessly asleep, exhausted and losing all color in her cheeks. But before finally losing consciousness, she couldve sworn she felt a cool shadowed hand reach out from the darkness and stroke her forehead. She started to wonder when she even turned out the lights, but sleep overcame her before she could bring herself to worry about it anymore.
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