We all know there are many hyper-dimensional dieties in existence, but Cthulhu is by far the most famous and dreaded, becoming a readily understood symbol with great power. It is as if Lovecraft’s tales weaved a meta-sigil to conjure the god into existence…or, rather, Cthulhu used Lovecraft to conjure Cthulhu into existence, right?
Regardless, I dreamed of a hyper-dimensional being last night and, in my dream I thought it was Cthulhu…not that it was THE Cthulhu, but A Cthulhu, under this god’s umbrella of meaning.
In the dream, I was in a dark room that looked like a nightclub with a hot rod garage theme. I was watching a campy, brightly colored old game show on a television screen made from plumbing pipes painted black.
As the host of the show explained the rules of the next round (a thin, long microphone and salmon-colored placard in his hand), something descended from above.
It was several green tentacle-like tendrils with twisted fronds protruding in asymmetrical fashion. Some of the fingers ended in mal-formed eyes and dark mouths filled with jagged teeth, like lampreys.
The host did not notice at first. When he did, his scream communicated only his inability to accept what he saw. I panicked, knowing that, although this game show had been recorded in the past, the hyper-dimensional being was coming for me now.
I ran to the door, hoping against hope to escape. Outside, a thick, dark forest reached down from above, an incomprehensible mess of being reaching for me, a tiny portion of my nightmare coming into my world from The Other Side, destroying me with madness.
What a wonderful dream!