Bubble

I have a dream that there are basically zombie ghost things trying to get into my house. Somewhat like Minecraft or Terraria, I keep building better houses to keep them out. My mom and brother are there. It's a nightmare, but it's goofy. Something busts through a window with its arm and is groping around, but it's a silly cartoony looking arm.

Then, I'm having an actual nightmare. The tone is just creepy and foreboding. Something about tunnels beneath the city, and scary things that might be in them... that kind of nightmare. There's a character who's investigating it. I don't recall his name. There's also a shrine that goes down into one such tunnel, but it's unattended and has fallen into decay.

I go semi-lucid. I realize I'm dreaming, but am not fully "there". I see the main character descending into a tunnel - I decide to follow him and use the darkness of the tunnel to do a scene change. I leap into the air and fly full speed into the tunnel after him.

Instead, as I descent into the tunnel, I hear a buzzing roar and ghostly voices. One voice in particular is very loud. It keeps saying "HELP ME, ALEX". It's so loud and sudden and insistent that it rattles my nerves and startles me into non-lucidity.

I'm buffeted around in the tunnel and the buzzing, ghostly voices continue. I continue flying though the tunnel. I regain lucidity again after a brief while, and hear the same voice yelling for help. I still have no idea who the hell Alex is, though.

When I realized I was not going to be able to regain control of the dream, I woke up, rolled over, and went back to sleep. I dreamed I was in my old city, riding the bus around to get to work, but I couldn't remember where I worked and I was getting very frustrated.