Mantus

I was about 7 years old and was gassed for an operation.

I had a dream that I was being chased up an endless staircase by some thing/person in a trench coat and hat. I was running towards a door yet no matter how far I climbed it never got closer. The wall and the stairs were made of yellow brick or plaster or something. Everything seemed almost cartoon like, especially the movements of my pursuer which were jerky sudden and relentlessly steady. Most distinctly there was the most terrible sound I have ever experienced in my life. It was a monotone noise that I cant quite describe. I cant even imagine it if I think about it. Yet I can still feel the dread of it. Some 16 years later I hear similar noises and a shiver runs down my spine. It kept getting louder as my pursuer got closer and he always did. Just as I though that its tone could go no louder and painful, it did.

This dream seemed to last for the entire length of time that I was asleep (about 6 hours) though I bet it was only a few minutes long as dreams usually are. Despite it's lenght I never even dared to think about giving up, I kept running because I KNEW that this thing/person that was chasing me was after my soul.