She terrifies me, I don't know how she got there but she is the single most frightening thing I have ever seen.
Sometimes I have this nightmare. Not every night, not every week, not every month and not every year. but every time I am there the seen plays to my imagination. I am standing in a grand ballroom, Surrounded by rich frumpy people. there is a center stairway that runs up the middle of the room that is carpeted in plush red carpet with gold laves and feathers on it. One side of the stairway looks fine but the other side looks designed to be a challenge to the athletically minded. I am there with friends, and this time it was a furry convention. I don't know why I never remember, but this door beyond the messed up stair way calls to me. " Come! Come a great adventure is waiting for you." And I know where it goes, This steel door with a plane brass handle. It leads to the never ending stair way. and I tell my friends ( my husband being among them.) "Look guys I've been here before and if you like creepy stuff.." I point to the door." You'll shit your pants when you see whats behind that door. there is a stair case in there that I cant find the bottom to." And whats always in my head at that time is ' Its realy not that deep, You'll find the bottom this time easy. your friends will all be unimpressed and call you a moron behind your back afterwords.' what always happens in this nightmare is that we go in to the door after we get around the crazy obstacles and find this old abandoned warehouse like place that hasn't been touched in like fifty years. Its Gray, dark and dusty and looks like it was used for storage a long time ago. there are dusty paint cans and random litter everywhere. In the middle of the room is a squarish hole with a stair case running down in to the deep deep dark. What always happens is that me and my friends venture down the hole only to get way a head of me and never be seen again. Until I am the only one left standing on the staircase in the dark calling out for my lost friends. I finally give up after looking and calling for what feels like hours and start making my way back up toward the light only to find my path blocked by pitfalls that were not there before and more locked steel doors. I sit there in the dark starting to cry listing to the people snickering and whispering at me in the dark about what a loser I am because I cant find my way back. That's not what happened this time. This time SHE was there, She of the evil Red eyes. To get a good picture of what i saw think of that movie " Poltergeist" SHE looked like the little girl " There heeeere!" but with deep blood red eyes. We get beyond the door and my friends start going down the stair case. I am with my Husband now and we are going down too. We get down a couple of flights and we are becoming delightfully scared. You know like you feel when going in to an old building or when spelunking in a cave? that feeling. And then there SHE is standing there in her night gown with her long white hair and evil red eyes. We look at here for a moment and SHE opens her mouth full of razor sharp teeth and lets out a roar of the likes I have never herd in my life. We turn to run back up the stairs but now the steel railing has dead ended in to a wall and when we run we have to jump off the side on to a connecting staircase that climbs up to where we want to go. All the time SHE is speaking in a language I can not understand and in a voice so deep that even if it were English I couldn't understand it any way. We run up stairs panting and screaming We can feel HER getting closer, and the stairs shift again cutting me off from Brendan Blockade and dropping him about ten feet. I stop and turn and there she is the grin on HER face unnaturally wide. I scream Brendan's name and throw my self off the stair case that I am on and on to another nearby one. attempting to get closer to my Husband. Being the cruel bitch that SHE is, The staircase shifts again and drops him in to the dark abyss that is The Stairway to Hell.
All I have left now is fear so I run, Death on my coat tails. She will appear in front of me or the stairway will violently change sending me careening over the precipice. I always scramble on to another way or jump a few feet on to something that takes me further up. I eventually make it to the top and the floor changes before me trying to keep me from that clean brass handle. SHE Appears in front of me yet again and this time her grin is mostly cut her face in half the top of her head resting on teeth that seam to go all the way around HER head. SHE speaks to me in that voice and vanishes letting me grip the smooth cool handle. I yank open the door and come out back stage of a big hall. I fall to my knees and Scream and cry for my lost Brendan... after a while i wake, With no hope of sleeping again.