BloodSand's Dream Journal

I'm in the backseat of a car. My dad is driving, his mom in the passenger seat, my brother in the seat to my right. We drive for about 5 or 6 hours and the roads are annoyingly windy and I mention I wished we were on a highway, and then a minute later after the most winding part of road yet, there is a highway, nice and straight. Only second later we arrive at our destination, what ever that is, I don't even remember where we were going. We park right in the middle of town, no parking space, just parked right in the middle of everything, but when we get out our parking place seemed natural and out of the way enough. There are tables set up everywhere with people selling things, mostly handmade jewelry that actually looked pretty interesting and seemed pretty cheap, or I felt they were cheap, I never saw a price tag or heard mention of a price, chances are they weren't just cheap, they were free, but with a perception filter on that fact. I notice a face among the locals, Dakota Fanning, but much younger then she is currently and I'm vaguely aware of this fact, that this 7 year old Dakota Fanning is an impossibility. After looking at some of the tables and jewelry I find myself inside one of the shops, but it's not a shop on the inside and it's much bigger then it could have been. It seems like a party,a finely catered party with many good looking and tasting sweets and good music. We're eating the food and the other are swaying almost dancing to the music. As I eat I refrain from dancing but feeling the urge, my natural introversion winning out over that urge. As I sway ever so slightly to the music there is a colorful shadow of myself that dances and sways more than I actually do. I see the others start to sync more with there colorful shadows as I talk to a woman who does not have this effect and she definitely seems like a local to me, and not only does she not have a colorful shadow it seems like she's under saturated herself. She says to me “better be careful”. (I'm no longer with the group I showed up with, now its various friends I remember showing up with). I say I know what I'm doing and do a good job of projecting that perception though in reality I don't. She's convinced though; seeing me enjoy the food but somehow not dancing and says “not you, the others”. I look and they are syncing even more with there colorful shadows. I at some point come face to face with Dakota and look directly at her and she's looking at me and I ask with suspicion “what kind of monster are you?”. She turns away and walks deeper into the building, I follow her. I see her interacting with a large monster of some sort, it's about 8 feet tall, her mouth unhinges and swallows him whole head first. From what I gather later in lost details of the dream what she swallows is not eaten or dead but in stasis until she summons them back to be her servant or do some task for her. More details are lost for much of the dream, I suddenly way up. I'm paralyzed in bed with a dark shadowy and shapeless figure on top of me and she's creating a sort of windy turbulence and I'm quite scared at first but I calm myself, it's likely just a hallucination during sleep paralysis. I peek out of mostly closed eyes and look at the figure, it almost seems like it's not trying to harm me at all, but scare me... scare me awake? I wake up,truly awake now and not a false awakening, I start going over the details of the dream to write in my dream journal.