Screaming, yelling, running... my legs give in, crawling, screaming with a mute mouth as I scrape the floor boards with my finger nails.
I had a stupid nightmare.
I even woke up screaming... it was more like a murmur with some heavy breathing.
I wonder why I can't scream my lungs out when I'm asleep??!!
Why is that?
Some kind of an evolutionary thing maybe?
So what was the problem?...
I was checking out a new museum. Some kind of a wooden mansion... all the wood was from sunken pirate ships. The artwork was some old junk too... just left lying around.
I saw a piece of a mammoth bone. It was probably an ankle bone. Brown and black. Shiny even.
It moved. Rolled on the floor and started coming towards me.
I screamed.
I tried to run but the bone kept rolling around me and I couldn't leave the (large) room. I did not want to touch it!
The bone grew into a femur by the time I woke up trying to scream and run in bed.
What a stupid reason to get all worked up... an old bone.
I wonder what it really was?
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