I had a dream the other night that really stuck with me. I was out fishing with my dad, I am not sure where, but it was salt water and shallow enough to wade fish.
As I was walking around in the water, a man kept passing by with a colander full of fish. Apparently he was skimming the top of the water with this colander and oddly enough, he was catching fairly good sized fish for the method he was using.
I, however, was fishing with a hook and sinker set-up for fishing on the bottom, but I was using it like a lure. The strange thing is that I had not a pole; I was using my bare hands to reel in and cast the line.
My dad was also there, I don’t actually remember seeing him, but I do remember talking to him in my dream. He was also wade fishing, but using a real lure and a pole. As I recall, he was catching lots of large fish of varying types. I kept asking him how he was catching so many and he told me every time to do exactly what I was already doing. That wasn’t much help and I remember being very frustrated.
Then, as the tide began to roll in, I was taken by a very strong, strange fear. This was a fear of something lurking in the water, waiting especially for me. I was trying to tell my dad and that very odd man with the colander that we needed to get out of the water, but neither one of them were listening to me. I began to wade around in circles, hoping to confuse whatever was hunting me while at the same time trying to cause enough commotion to perhaps scare it away.
I looked and searched around for some sight of land, but all I could see was the circle of water around me in about an eight foot diameter. The fear was consuming me, yet I could not get away from it, and no one else felt it, I was alone in my terror.