23 Jun 2025
Dream
My boyfriend and I could not stop fighting. We'd move on from one fight to another. Eventually I get tired of this and run out of the house. On my way out I hear my grandma in the basement and a weeping baby that sounds whispy like a ghost. My boyfriend follows me out and being out of the house, was like some spell or curse had broken and everything was fine, no fighting or argument. Grandma comes out of the basement with laundry telling us "to be careful," and "that something strange was in the basement with her." Standing in the lawn, we see a small wooded platform, like a deck with a pool but without a pool. We go stand on it to investigate but something feels wrong and we can feal it. Grandma comes over, telling us to "get away from it," and I go to do just that but I turn to see my boyfriend in a fighting stance, waiting for something to happen. I try to pull him away with me but he's set on fighting whatever is freaking us out. We hear a bang, and the floor explodes just as I finally get him off the platform. He gives up on the idea of fighting seeing how freaked out I am. We run away to the front of the house, stopping to gasp for air. Thinking little about what happened, we all go back inside to eat and then pack our stuff to leave for good. Whatever had caused the fighting vanished. Almost as if he and I never had any reason to fight at all. We are sitting down to eat, when we hear that same whispy ghost baby, but this time it's giggling. I see a golden paw appear out of a vent in a begging motion, like a puppy or a dog begging for human food, while still giggling. My boyfriend and I go check it out. He asks a question and the whispy baby sound continues but now saying "yes mommy." He asks another question and this time it replied "no mommy." This feeling of a strange fear engulfs me and I pull my boyfriend away from the vent and back to the table. A golden retriever with big golden horns on it's head pops out of the vent and stares down my boyfriend. He says a religious prayer and the dog turns it's attention on me, still giggling while saying, "no mommy" in that whispy-baby voice. It runs to stand in front of me, making me turn away from where it was standing, and turn away from facing my boyfriend. Grandma comes into the room behind me and freezes. My boyfriend and grandma frantically tell me to repeat the religious prayer. I go to repeat it but lock eyes with the golden retriever with golden horns. The giggling continues and everything in my vision vades with dark edges, only the dog is clearly visible. I finally choke out the prayer in a whisper, the realization of terror and death enveloping me. The whispy baby voiced dog thing, that felt terifying like a demon, pupils turn red in anger and it turns to bolt back into the vent. Grandma freaks out saying, "you almost died," and hands me a small golden coffin with a broken slanted cross engraved in it. We hear a displeased whispy baby sound coming from the vent the dog thing escaped to, and then "no mommy."
