The Grax Domain

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8 Sep 2006 Close to ceasing to exist

I had a dream last night that left me feeling a little disturbed when I awoke. There was other parts to the dream at the start but I'm only going to focus on the end part of the dream. It's the part I remember the most.

I started off in a small group of people. I think they were people from a fighting computer game because I'm sure one of them looked like Haggar from Final Fight. I was acting out as a roleplay character not unlike a LARP game (Live Action RolePlay) and my character name was Grax (It usually is, in real life whenever I play any new roleplay game I use Grax as a good solid character name). We were search for something and we had to split up. I ended up going to a deserted, worn-down church. It was pretty simple, except there was a rule you had to follow.

The floor throughout the world had a kind of slab/patio/checkered pattern to it and you had to step on each of these section, kind of like in Hopscotch. As you stepped on each section it would glow a faint blue to indicate that it has been used and it cannot be stepped on again. You must not step on that section again or else the consequences would be... I didn't want to think about how bad it would be, so I focused on finding this thing we were looking for, which I don't actually remember what we were looking for.

It was all going smoothly in the ruined church. I didn't find what I was looking for, but I was making sure that I wasn't stepping on any used sections. Then tragedy struck. I lost my footing and ended up stepping on a large pebble I stepped on previously. Such a tiny thing, such a stupid mistake! It changed its glow from faint blue to a blood red. My face turned white in terror, my body had the pain of paralyzing fear surge throughout. I feared for my life as knew what was coming next. Then it all went dark.

I awoke in my bed and at the end of the room I saw a shadowy shape hovering at the end of the room. It was a ghost, a sinister spectre. It had a diamond shape to it, a kind of pointed head with no facial features and it was a deep crimson colour all over. I distinctly remember the colour of the spectre. For some reason the name "Crepé mode" "or "Creché mode" comes to mind when I think of it. I believe that was what it was called, though I don't really know.

The spectre was kinda like The Grim Reaper except that it had one distinct difference. While The Grim Reaper took your soul to the afterlife when you died, the Creché mode's sole purpose was to wipe you out of existence. You didn't die, you no longer existed, you never existed, you never will exist! It was the ultimate end of you.

(I've done an artist impression of what the spectre looked like based on what I can remember. However I could capture the scariness of its appearance. I'm telling you it was a million times scarier in my dreams. So... Imagine it scarier.)

The spectre of my nightmare. It was a lot scarier in my dreams. Honest.

The spectre of my nightmare. It was a lot scarier in my dreams. Honest.

I looked upon it in fear and dispair; my time had come.

It slowly started to float towards me. It reached out its wrinkly old hand at me, its long talons inching towards me. I wanted to run but all I can managed was a wimper as I squirmed about trying to get out of my bed. It was soon on top of me. This was it, the end of me. I closed my eyes so I wouldn't see the end.

Nothing happened.

I then opened my eyes. The spectre was floating away and it had taken off its hood to reveal the head of an elderly woman. Thin, in her 60s, very wrinkly and curvy, wavy, brunette hair. (Here's another artist impression. Not 100% accurate but you get the idea.)

The spectre is an old woman! Aww...

She then began talking to me and explained a few things. Firstly she explain fully who she was, then she said that it was my character that ceased to exist and not me personally. She then went on to explain why humans were no longer able to detect her.

A long time ago all of Mother Earth's creatures could detect Creché mode, even human beings. Then one day a human thought "I don't need this ability anymore, I don't need to see this spectre" and gave up the ability to gain enhanced intelligence or something. This sacrifice somehow passed through the generations until all the whole human race lost this ability to detect Creché mode. However we will see the spectre if we stepped on a section more than once, and thusly it would be the last thing you saw.

With that she left the room through a wall. Before she left she cheerfully gave me a stern warning that she will come for me if I stepped on a section more than once. I gave a nervous smile to her and she left.

Then I heard some kind of comotion outside my room. I opened the door and there was my family members walking through the narrow corridor. There was a party being held in my house for all my family members. I wanted to join them but there was a problem. The floor was covered in the slabs and the corridor was so narrow that it was only able to fit one slab across. If I walked one way I could come back without stepped back on myself. I would be trapped. I started to get stressed and scared, especially after what the spectre just said to me.

The stress of it all made me wake up in real life.

EDIT: I've replaced the sketches I did with proper coloured in versions of the Creché mode.

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