The Shrinking Pyramid

I wish I could say the "Sentinel" incident was a one time thing. Well it wasn't. It was just the beginning. As I hit puberty, my night terrors became more frequent. Although they weren't as dramatic as the Sentinel incident I did have them a couple of times a week. My older sister who slept in the room next to me said my night terrors were like clock work. They happened shortly after I fell asleep which was usually around midnight. Apparently I would start with short, quiet yells that would eventually turn into loud screams. Most of the time my screaming would abruptly stop and other times it was followed by a mad dash down the hall, rifling around the room, or on occasion an escape attempt out of my brother's bedroom window. 

One particularly bad incident involved a dream about a shrinking pyramid....

I was in an Egyptian pyramid. There were gold statues, jewels, old papyrus, and beautiful antiques all around me. It looked like a scene right out of the movie "The Mummy". For some reason I was all alone. Why was here? I couldn't remember. I got the sinking feeling that I wasn't supposed to be in this pyramid. 

That's when I heard the sand. It started out quiet but increasingly got louder. I looked down and realized the sand around my feet was rising. Soon it was to my ankles. I couldn't figure out where it was coming from, but I was smart enough to know that I needed to find my way out of this pyramid before it filled to the top with sand. I spotted a staircase in the corner of the room and started to make my way over to it. It was really hard to move my feet because the sand was already at mid calve. I was halfway to the stairs when I heard a new noise. It sounded like stone scraping against stone. Oh no! The walls were shifting! They were moving towards each other! The room was shrinking and I was going to be crushed to death!

I made a mad dash for the stairs! Suddenly my feet felt lighter and I could easily move through the sand. When I hit the stairs I took them two at a time. Luckily I ran up the stairs in my home two at a time so I was really good at it! The staircase was only about fifteen steps long and I was at the top in no time.I looked up and saw that the new room I had entered was shrinking as well. I had to get out of here! Somehow I knew that the exit of the pyramid would be immediately to my right. I slammed into the door hoping that it would bust open. No luck. It was locked. I looked down and realized the lock and handle looked exactly like the one on my front door at home. How convenient! I knew exactly how to open this door! I turned the top lock at record speed and was reaching for the handle

***********************BECCA!!!!!!!!**************************

I nearly jumped out of my skin! In a bright flash the pyramid around me vanished. I was standing in the dark entryway of my home. That's when I realized I was desperately trying to escape out the front door. I looked to my left and saw my dad standing in his undergarments. All I could say was, "You scared me Dad". With which he replied, "You scared me!". Apparently I caused a great commotion as I was running up the stairs. I felt pretty dumb and mumbled a quick sorry to my dad then walked back down into my bedroom. Without a second thought I climbed back into bed and went to sleep.