dream journal - the man at the end of the tunnel

Here’s another weird dream that I had: (And note that these are all true, I wouldn’t write them if they weren’t)

Once again, I can only recall bits and pieces of the dream. I wonder why...

I was in a castle, (you know, those ancient, grey, stone castles from the medieval times), and I was running fast and hard. I was running away from someone and also to someone else. I knew I needed to get to this other person. They were important to me, and I knew I had to hurry. So I ran and I passed different parts of the castle, but i couldn’t really focus on what the castle looked like because my mind was in a state of panic. I finally saw a trapdoor on the stone floor, opened it, and peered inside. It led to a dark, narrow stone tunnel that didn’t seem like it had an end in sight. I knew that the person or thing I was looking for was at the end of this dark tunnel so I got on my hands and knees and crawled through the narrow space. I kept crawling, and crawling, and crawling. And crawling some more. Everything was dark, my heart was beating so hard in my chest. Then suddenly I saw a figure at the end of the tunnel. It was a man but I could only see his dark silhouette. I knew from that moment that I saw him that I was in love with this person. (I know it sounds cheesy but it’s true). I can’t describe how it felt in words. I just knew, you know? He was sitting on the stone floor of the tunnel, his hands were shackled to the wall. As I approached him he said, “You came back for me, I knew you would”. Then he wrapped his arms around me and said, “You’ll stay here with me forever, right?”

I remember in the dream that this was the moment I had an epiphany. Strange as it might seem, I realized that I didn’t want to be stuck in this dark, dungeon/tunnel with this man. It’s surprising how quickly my awe turned into fear. I started to panic. He wouldn’t let me go. I pushed him off me and began to crawl my way out of the tunnel as fast as my legs could take me. I knew he was following me. How he rid himself of his shackles, I’ll never know. But one thing was for sure, I needed to escape from him. I needed to breathe. The tunnel was slowly suffocating me. So I kept crawling but the tunnel didn’t end this time. It went on forever.

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When I woke up, my heart was beating so hard and fast in my chest that I thought it might leap out any minute. I find it odd that whenever I think back to this dream, I can never figure out who the man was. His face is blurred, yet in the dream i knew him from the moment I laid eyes on him. His face was so clear and yet...

I can’t seem to remember how he looks like now, or whether or not I knew him from somewhere.