Author: Ryan Hutzel
Appearing to be standing in a forest that has very tall evergreen type trees to the sky. Little light was able to get through, but daylight did make it possible to see clearly. The ground was covered with dead brown pine needles only. I do not recall seeing any other forest plants anywhere, just endless trees in all directions. There was a dozen plus or minus children running fearfully in every direction, they seemed as though they were trying to hide from something. Their ages only appeared to be from 6 to 10 years old, very young. There where both boys and girls, none seemed to be concerned for the others, no grouping in other words. They were yelling, as though frightened. While I had no ability to control movement in this dream, I was fully aware I was dreaming and observing. The children could not see me as they ran past me with no regard to my presence.
I saw one pale skin tone girl, maybe 8-10 years of age, 4ft tall, blond hair and brown eyes, attempting to hide against a tree. She stood there catching her breath, looking directly out and through me, as I was standing nearly five or 10 feet away. In this moment, a scythe, large like a Grim Reaper’s would be, slowly came down from above from the tree, moving to the girl’s right side then quickly against her neck. I noticed the scythe and the rod was corroded white in color and had something like a box cage in the center of the blade where her neck was just placed. Holding the scythe at the other end of the rod was a skeleton bone hand and partial bone arm, I was not able to see anything further.
In this moment, the cage seemed to have a mechanism that quickly sawed into her neck, prevented her from screaming, and decapitated the child’s head. The body dropped to the ground, blood ran out, as I saw the life leave the child’s eyes while mouth still moving for a moment. I was left with horror and disgust in my gut. I wanted out of the dream, I wanted to leave, wake up, just couldn’t. It seemed like I was being forced to watch the child being murdered; this was the most morbid thing I have ever witnessed in a dream to time of documenting this. As what seemed like too long of time to pass, I was finally able to speak in the dream, “In Jesus name, I am to awake!” I woke up in my bed, still horrified with the visual of the little girl, and still praying against what I just saw and why?
Notes from Author: This nightmare/dream is interpretive to the symbolism of the body of Christ/Church not operating in the power of God. Having a form of godliness but denying the power of. The corroded white scythe is what it happens when purity is compromised. The children represent churches that have been around but have not grown up in the Spirit. The forest is a trap to capture and destroy the churches from their headship down. This nightmare/dream is not about literal children being brutally murdered, but metaphoric/symbolic.