nightmare

I am so excited ~~!!
The first SP in my whole entire life (hurray~)

I was with my friend in a little shop; selling different kinds of instant snacks. We were eating and talking when a delusional guy (shameful to admit that he is one of my friends) used a fire stick to start heating a propane gas insulator…….. for fun~! (He was very thrilled to see the explosion) (He was gone with the bang)

Obviously my first initial reaction was to run away from him and that vicious gas insulator.
But…… I was too late.

Bang~!!!!

I felt the explosion hitting and burning my back, and slam~
I went face front to a rock hard surface (It was painful)
In that moment, I faintly heard an alarm clock (in a real world), but couldn’t wake up.
The shock and the black chocking smoke troubled my breathing. I felt a streaming blood from my nostril.
I was badly injured. I heard mixture of screaming and shouting slowly fading away.

Everything went comfortingly quiet.

I slimly open my dream eyes and saw… this whirlpool of different mixture of green, red, blue and other countless number of colours distorting my view…………….. Am I dead?

I was confused for a moment, but what really baffled me was my stun body, not moving, from exact position of falling. My body was like a prison, trapping me. I was amazed with such peculiar experience and…… enjoyed.

When I woke up, I found myself face down to my pillow, probably that’s why I couldn’t move at all.

First entry
Went to sleep at around 4:30 had a vivid dream that I could remember, unfortunately i did not write it down out of sheer laziness. I went to bed again.


A war is going on between 3 different clans In real life. One notorius clan(EoP) is bombing areas that are very close to me. Being extremelly afraid of bombs, I urge my parents to move quickly out of the area. Even though i seem like the only one who is in emergency mode, I joke to my mom that we should move to norway where this kind of stuff doesn't happen. I see the hospital(UPMC) where my little brother was recently admitted for back surgery. bieng bombed, i don't know where my little brother is during this whole dream and strangely i don't know care about not knowing his existense exept in this one second where the building is being bombed. We deciede to move to a friends? church where the bombing is less. During this whole time, I am extremely paranoid and I see a picture of a counselor who i did not like or rather i though she did not like me. Her friends are around the table and seem hostile when i try to discuss the situation, although they do give me straight answers telling me there was only three incidents of bombing in this area. Someone (maybe radio) tells me they are just bombing to show their power and it eventually turns from bieng an online clan to the state of west virginia bombing us(Pennyslavania) and strangely other countries. For a moment it seems like I am in Kenya, but the setting turns into a sort of library setting(not the books, or computers) but the building it self seems to made of glass, but the roof is sturdy which gives me some comfort. At this point I am sitting in a quintiple decker bed, contemplating where it would be best to sleep in case the roof collapses due to bombing, While talking to some lady who is possibly my mother(not sure). I look at the roof and wake up

I have been having strange dreams about war like this for a while, however this one was the strangest since it started off as war on the internet lmao.

This is a nightmare I had a few nights ago. My fiance woke me up and said that I was making strange noises. Usually when I do that, I'm trying to wake myself up.

I remember the dream starting while I was in an old house of mine. There were a few people there from my father's church. I don't really like church people. Anyway. Apparently, it was my job to watch over this one room until my stepmother got back from shopping. There were bunk beds in the room and a dresser, I think. Everyone left the house and I was the only one left. They told me that if I wasn't careful, that I could accidentally invoke demonic spirits while they were gone. They told that the house had been previously haunted. I waited for a little while and stood in the same spot in the room. After awhile of waiting for them to get back, I became more and more uneasy. There was a sense of eeriness flooding the house. I was alone but I felt like I was being watched. Then, out of nowhere, I hear a woman's voice calling my name. I didn't like that at all. It felt like there were tortured souls all over the house and their loneliness pulled on me and drug me down. There were lonely voices calling out to me from all directions and I felt like I was the one who had brought them in. Before I knew it, I was on the floor, on my back, screaming for help. No one could hear me and I couldn't wake myself up from the dream.


My fiance finally woke me up and said I had been struggling in my sleep and wheezing. Thank Christ he woke me. I don't know what was so scary about the dream but it smothered me.

Dream One: I'm in some strange place, in the dream it reminds me of a community theater that I used to act in when I was in high school. Awake, it looked nothing like the place, lol. I'm texting the friend of a friend who passed away (and since they keep appearing in my dreams I'm going to call the friend who died C and the friend of C I'm going to call L) I can't remember much of what we're texting. I know I'm sending him pictures of things around me, and we're just kind of shooting the breeze, much like I do with my own best friend. For some reason there are 6 bathtubs in the room, each one in a different pastel color (blue, yellow, green, pink, etc etc etc) They are also numbered. I decide to take a picture of them and send them to L. I send him a picture of the first three, and he tells me he wants to see what number 6 looks like. I go to take pictures of the last three, but then realize that there are 9 and not only 6 and I wonder how i missed that to begin with. Then an old "frenemy" (a guy who was either my good friend or worst enemy, but not usually in between and constantly shifting roles) shows up (I'll call him B). He's now friends with L, and I suddenly wonder if he has ever said mean things about me to L because I'm not sure if he's my friend right now or enemy. I feel like becoming friends with L is going to make B give me trouble again. Anyways, when B shows up, I get all nervous and uncomfortable, and then B lets it drop that L has hurt his leg or something and can't hang out and be fun. I worry about this, but B doesn't tell me what happened, he's that kind of person that enjoys seeing others fret. So I go to text L and ask him what happened, but my phone is suddenly on a call with him. We both say hey, and then he starts to say something, but a little kid walks up to me adorably, and I blurt out "Hey little guy! are you lost?" then L is confused and asks if I just called him a little guy, I laugh and explain that no, I'm talking to a little kid that just walked up to me. Then I tell him I have ADD and my brain skips back and forth between what I'm supposed to be paying attention to and what's around me. But I'm still paying attention! He laughs and says ok, then starts to talk again but this time I see a unicorn and I'm in awe and interrupt him again telling him I'm seriously looking at a real live unicorn right now! Then, I feel bad for interrupting him again and apologize and promise not to do it again. I walk over to a wall where all I can see if the wall and not be distracted and ask him what happened to his leg. He tells me that he got drunk with B and B actually accidentally shot him with something. It didn't like break the skin, but left a huge bruise and swelling that's causing him to limp. This distresses me and I spin around to look at B, but he's not there anymore. Instead I see the kid and the unicorn and I have to Awwww about the kid petting the unicorn. Then L laughs again and tells me that I'm entertaining to talk to because he doesn't know what to expect to come out of my mouth next. I wake up.

Dream Two: I'm walking into a mall looking place, and I think I'm some sort of agent, or maybe I'm just looking for a missing agent. I find the agent I'm looking for, and tell him he's being looked for. He starts off down to an ally, and I follow him but I don't think he realizes I am. He goes down a secret staircase, and I follow there too. When I get into this base, I realize I shouldn't be here and leave. When I get back up to the street I walk back towards the mall like building. A security guard sees me, and starts chasing me though! I run down the street, and somehow end up in on a country dirt road. There's a cop car behind me, and I'm somehow outrunning it. A farmer steps into the road behind me between me and the cop car, and starts asking the cop what he's doing. The guy buys me time to disappear into the corn, and I'm really grateful. I decide to go back to the mall thing and try to find the agent again and ask for him to help me find a place to hide. When I get back to the mall though, a middle aged woman is standing at the door. She says she's been waiting for me, and then she literally shoots her hands off in my direction. I dodge them, and run into the mall hoping to find a place to hide from her and still look for the agent guy. The woman follows though, and her hands keep regrowing on the ends of her wrists and she keeps shooting them at me. I make my way through the mall dodging her hands and shooting beams of energy back at her from my own hands. I get fairly deep into the mall, and then there's an even older woman in there that the middle age woman calls mom. Apparently the middle age woman is asking her mom for advice on exterminating me since she keeps missing. I take that moment to run back towards the exit of the mall. I run right into the agent guy, who causes a big explosion, and then half picks me up and runs so he's sort of carrying me but my feet are still dragging the ground but I'm facing backwards so I can't regain my footing and run myself. When we get outside, he lets go of me and tells me to follow him. He climbs up a wall, and I follow. We jump over a couple of small squares made by this big fence and people are inside those squares. In one there's a few people all making out and in another a guy is sitting on a bench. He looks up at me and asks if I am who he's waiting for, but I'm pretty sure I'm not. I keep following the agent, and he leads me back to his secret stairs and down into an underground house. He brings me into a small den barely six by six feet, only big enough for a couch and a lamp table. He asks me if I'm ok, and I tell him I am. He asks me if I've ever been here before, and I tell him that I actually followed him earlier down here, but then left b/c I knew I didn't belong. He tells me that I do belong there, and that I should have stayed where I'd be safe. Then he pulls me closer and kisses me lightly, then I wake up.

Dream Three (Fragment): I'm shopping with my BFF and I find lots of My Little Pony shirts, but they're all Generating three ponies.

Dream Four (Fragment): I'm at my mom's house. A girl needs to use the bathroom, but the window has no binds so I have to hold a piece of paper over the window for her to have her privacy.


I didn't type this entry backwards, I really did have my longer more detailed dreams earlier in the night and the fragment this morning. Last night was weird for me, lol.

One night,
I was all alone in a dark room
Dad’s outside searching; I sigh in relief.

If he sees me,
He will torture me with his unreasonable, nasty talk
For sure.

I cross my fingers and twitted to my friends.


S.O.S.
Top of the Mt. too sick to get down

They must hurry, or
I WILL be… … doomed forever.

As the clock ticks to every seconds
Dark shadows; unspoken fear and a ‘black thing,’
Eats away my existence.

My soul, my body, my life, and my mentality,
Drifts away with closing eyelids

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Am I… running…?

My identical twin almost flying at an inhuman speed,
Carrying me on her back,
She gives an enormous leap.
Like a robot…

Mental demolition

As she turns her head towards me,
Her long ponytail slaps me across my cheek,
Leaving a red mark.

FIGHT! What? FIGHT!
I am still dumbfounded with this whole situation,
But as I slowly look around
Twelve maniacs run like bunch of zombies;
Trying to exterminate my existence.

Identify weapons, processing… …
Two axes, six guns, one fire hose, five grenades, eight knifes.
Condition; extremely dangerous.
Need to evacuate imme… …

Stop talking!

… … Did I just say… …

Push escape! Escape! Escape!

A monster with no pupil roars and…
Are they trying to eat me alive?

Threat of life automatically allow my finger to push
The ESC button from my computerize vision.

Like a gust of wind dispersing a cloud of dust,
That ‘thing’ disappears from its feet.

The rest of them flinch back a little with growl and
Share some eye contacts with each other.

Capable of making rational decisions
Danger level increase by 0.87 perce…n Wake UP!

Alright,
I can all see their blue website links
They gradually encircle us into a corner.
But I know how to erase them.

Click, click, click
The more I press the super, ultimate keyboard,
The more their blue link turns black and
Gone.

Bye ~

I'm gonna call this my first nightmare! The nightmare that was the catalyst to my morbid fear of inanimate objects as a child..

I was with my family in the dream. My mother, father and brother were there with me in the empty apartment sleeping on the floor. The place had absolutely no furniture and was completely barren. I was trying to sleep when I heard a faint howling sound. The sound persisted so I went to investigate. What I found would scar me forever... I found a little, two dimensional, stuffed, blue and purple dog... howling.. It was in a plastic bag and it was howling.. I woke from the dream screaming my head off. From then on we would always remember what my four year old self called, "The little sewed up doggy."

07.05.2012

Obama and Sneezing (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm walking in a High School, I don't have a shirt on, and I feel kind of disturbed about this, but I never really looked down to see how my stomach looked like. I'm passing through a small hallway on the side of a cafeteria.

I think I went to get something from my bicycle, not sure what it was. I go back inside the school with a shirt on, it was white and the pictures and words were a bit degraded. I would say it's exactly like the white shirt I have in waking life that has some of the plastered picture chipped off.

I go upstairs, walking at a reasonable rate, and once I reach the top, I see Obama. I pretty much treat this as a normal thing and continued by going left. I think I had to go to the bathroom to blow my nose or something.

There's a small dream shift to where some dream character who looks like he's a bully is showing me something. He isn't trying to bully me, in fact, he looks like he's trying to become friends with me. He was a little creepy looking for me, but I didn't really mind him being around.

He eventually goes away, and then I get some brown paper towels, and I start blowing my nose really hard.

Surprised I didn't wake up with snot.

I get more paper towels because I feel that most of it didn't come out, even though I had the sensation that most did come out already. Guess I wanted to double-check.

I look at myself in the mirror, but not my whole visage. I already had my head up to see what's inside of my nose. There's this huge white blob inside, and I wanted other people to see it for some odd reason.

And then I see Obama again at some point in this dream again, but I had the same passive reaction as before.

OH MY GOD GUYS, LOOK AT THE SNOT IN MY NOSE!! ISN'T IT COOL?

...................................what a shit dream.

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07.05.2012

Jumping on Panels (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I only remember jumping down on some panels, and some moved around a bit. The bottom was an abyss, and I had situations where I almost get into the abyss itself.

When that happened, I think the dream resets to a certain point. Then I remember seeing someone like Spike from Cowboy Bebop and I think Naked or Solid Snake from the MGS series.....

Boring.

I saw my fear of going to university... Not making any friends OTL.
It is for the first year students. For the first two weeks, we were familiarize ourself to university by
routinely doing things as a group (eating luch, going around classes like a pre school student)
(chicks following a duck)
As I pass a classroom, I spoted one of my best friend. She was focused on her studying.
At a lunch time. 1st year student had to eat lunch in this very dark and deep pit-hole looking tower
(That seems to have no end to it) I didn't realize it was a prank, so me and my other friends
sat in one of the brightest looking spot... As I was eating rice... I got scared of the pit hole ...
It looked like a hell's gate... warm, moist filled air swooped with some disgusting smell of garbages...
It was just ... unpleasant.
I kept on shaking on my chopstick and end of spreading all my rice on everywhere, including on my friends' lap...
They got sick of it... and try not to talk to me afterward... (made me feel abandoned... behind a group)

As I reflecting on my dream, I realize it was a fear I have, going to university... where I do no know anyone.
That fear allows me to avoid anything involving the university (making a timetable... keeping a deadline)
It's also one of my biggest stress... which makes me even hard to LD.

"You need to be awake in a real life, to be awake in your sleep."

I need to face this fear for my sake to have a nice LD.

This is one of the most horrific dreams I have ever had. It tormented me in a very strange way. Okay...
The dreams starts off with me living in a house with my fiance who reminded me of a character I had seen once in a show. (He wasn't my actual fiance.) He was a very sweet guy and he was involved with the military and about to leave. In the dream, I was pregnant with his child. Shortly after he left I went into labor and called a midwife to come deliver it. She was a kindly Mexican woman and she had brought her poodle with her. We were getting all the preparations together to have it delivered and she went into the next room to get something but by the time she got back I had already given birth to the baby. It was a beautiful baby girl and I loved her instantly. I picked her up and wrapped her in a pink blanket and cuddled her for a minute. The midwife called me to come in the other room so I set the baby down on the sofa that was in the room. I put a pillow next to her so she wouldn't roll off. I noticed the poodle was sniffing her and being curious so I shewed it away. I went to see what the midwife wanted. I don't remember what it was but when I came back into the room I found only the head of the baby girl, dripping with blood on the sofa. Over in the corner of the room I saw the poodle tearing into the baby's flesh. When I saw this I fainted in my dream into a kind of half awake, half asleep state. When I got up, the reality of what had happened hit me and I began to weep. The midwife had cleaned up the mess and was trying to comfort me by saying that the dog was only acting on instinct because the child was covered in blood. I immediately called my fiance and some friends for moral support and they all cam rushing over. I took the dog and put it in a cage. It looked hideous. It was a white poodle, covered in blood. I started talking to it to obtain some kind of closure for the situation. I said, "you're not evil.. you're just an animal acting on instinct, right?" To my utter shock and bewilderment, the dog replied. It said, "Instinct? No... I enjoyed the helpless screams of your baby before I devoured it's flesh. You didn't even hear it." The dogs voice sounded like that of a five year old, little girl. It was horrifying. After the dog responded to me I wasted no time at all. I opened the cage and took it out by its neck. I grabbed the top of its head and started to twist very slowly until the creature was in agony. After that, I began to devour the dog, myself. I woke up from that horrific dream in cold sweats. I tried waking up my actual fiance next to me for comfort but he was completely exhausted and disinterested so I laid awake for the rest of the night, afraid to go back to sleep..

Date: 02/07/2012
Place: Friend's bed
Time of getting into bed: 1.48am

Dream 1 - lucid at the end - 3.35am

I am laying in the bed I fell asleep in. My partner is laying next to me, he gets up, and does not open his eyes, but tries to get out of bed sleepily. I ask him what he is doing, and he claims he is getting up to go and get changed. I think he is sleepwalking so I tell him to get back into bed, he grabs me, and I kiss him on the lips. He doesn't respond, which I think is strange, and I tell him he is dreaming, but he gets a little annoyed. I now realise I am dreaming. I decide to wake myself up, because I feel uncomfortable in this dream, and feel like my dream partner is getting angry. I wake up and am slightly annoyed I woke myself up when I could have made use of being lucid.

Dream 2 - lucid at the end - 5.19am

I am with my partner, and we are going to go and take a shower. We drive along a dirt track road, it is muddy with ditches either side. It seems to be located in the middle of a field. We get to the end, and there is a small building, like a shed, which has a shower inside it. N gets in the shower, he has a red towel round his waist. I wait in the car, as I do, I look to my left (I am in the passenger seat) and notice a playground in the distance. It looks old and abandoned, and there are a group of intimidating youths hanging around, possibly drinking. There are 2 girls who are also there, just passing by. One of them is wearing nothing but a pink towel, and I know she has just had a shower and is making her way home. The youths harass them, and lift up her towel. I don't move from the car, because I don't want them to see me. I lock the door, and the youths make their way over. They surround the car, but only one approaches close, he lifts up the window wiper and lets it go. I open my door slightly, so I can shout out 'What do you want?' He tells me to open the door so he can get in, I say no. I then shut the door and lock it, before he tries to get in. I then stare at the shower waiting for N to return, hoping he will be fast. The youth knocks again and again, but I ignore him. Finally N comes out the shower, and does not realise what is going on. I jump into the drivers seat (which is on the wrong side of the car) and unlock the car so he can get in, I shout to him to hurry up. The youth gets his hand inside my door, but I bite hard on his arm, drawing blood. I clearly remember the feel of his flesh on my teeth. Then as N gets in I lock the doors, and drive away fast, taking care not to drive down the ditch as we flee. I suddenly become lucid, I have no idea how I do this but suddenly I know I am dreaming, and I am watching the car from above, like a bird in the sky. There are a few seconds of noise in my ears, while I watch the car drive away safely, then I wake up.

Dream 3 - non lucid - 7.10am

I am me, but I am a super fast runner, and with my family. We are in a place which is a bit like a theme park, and I run at super speed everywhere.There is a themed area called 'Breakfast of Champions' which features some statues and objects. We go to a house, inside this house, we get stuck, a bit like in a deflated bouncy castle. I have to use my super speed to run 'at' or 'up' the walls, to free us and get us back to being on our feet. I remember the room is brown. Someone gave me some weed to slow me down, and I sit and watch a TV show. The program is about a hospital in Stamford, where they carry out surgical proceedures for enhancing beauty, such as breast enlargement etc. There is a female narrator, and some famous clients having plastic surgery, including Kelly Osbourne. They have a visit from a famous singer (female, late 40's) although I know she is famous I don't know who she is. The narrator makes a point of saying the singer has NOT had plastic surgery, and the singer sings to the clients as they are recovering.

Dream 4 - non lucid -9.13am

I am at my sister's house, and I hear her boyfriend getting mad at her, then beating her up rather badly, saying 'You make me do this.' While she cries in pain, I jump up to see, but do not help her, although I am very upset. After he leaves I take her to one side and tell her to leave him, that she can come and live with me and I'll look after her. She is sad and crying.

Later on in the same dream, I am rolling a joint with L, when I find out (via Facebook maybe?) that R has got a job that he was after, and tried hard to get. We celebrate, and I buy R a pencil, and a pencil sharpener as gifts to say well done. S wants to go to the pub, but my partner doesn't want to as he is too tired.

Dream 5 - non lucid

My mum takes me on a ride, where you climb into a small room, and someone shuts the door behind you. (a bit like a ferris wheel, but bigger, and more solid, like rooms instead of cages.) The ride takes you really high, into outer space, and you can see the whole of the universe. I don't like it at all, I don't feel safe and I complain to my mum. When we get back down, my mum gets off the ride, but leaves me on with a man I don't know. The man is drunk. I try to get off the ride, but my exit is blocked by a man drinking in a pub, and chatting to his mates, and he has 3 pints of cider on a table next to him. I do a flying kick and smash the glasses off the table, so I can escape the ride. This is caught on film, and everyone stares, some people are impressed.

Dream 6 - non lucid 11.15am


I forgot the beginning of this dream, because I took a while to wake up properly and get to my DJ. It was a matter of seconds, but the dream kept slipping from my memory.

I have made my dad a CD of music, mostly Nirvana and the White Stripes. At first he is unsure but he soon gets into it and appreciates it. I found some of Kurt Cobain's old clothes, which are like animal skins, sort of like what cavemen would wear. It includes a fur hat, with ears. I put them on, and as I look in the morror, I have long, curly ginger hair, which is all knotted. I try to pull the knots apart but it rips my hair.

I go to work like this, and work is in a dark, cluttered place with lots of people. My boss is an older woman who is angry and strict. A friend (not from RL) works with me, they are a bit of a walkover but I am not. Our job involves fitting a knife, fork and spoon into the corresponding slots. My friend has no knife, and is worried about what the boss will do when she finds out. I reassure them, and we make plans for when we get out of work.


***NOTEWORTHY***
N has never sleepwalked
I can't drive in RL, but it was N's car I was driving in the dream
Someone was smoking weed in the same room before I went to bed, and I did help them roll, but didn't smoke any.
I was telling someone to read 'Breakfast of Champions' before I went to bed
My sisters boyfriend often argues with my sister, but has never hit her
R was moaning about how he should get a new job a few days ago
People were drinking cider in the same room before I went to bed
I often give my dad music, and recently saw a live gig with him.
In real life I have shortish, black hair.

I still clearly remember a nightmare
I had at the age of seven.

A dusty basement surrounded with gray walls.
A very old wooden chair; making a creaking sound,
Stood alone in the middle of a barren room.

There was a little bar at a ceiling,
Showing a handful of light,
Strangely lighting the raggedy old chair
Like a spot light.

I was at the corner of the dark room, crouching.
Watching the whole scene without motion.

A gust of dry wind gave me goose bumps.
I felt loneliness, sadness
In a queerly jailed like space.

I was… … crying.


The dream was not scary, but my mother told me I was shouting…
I stated the dream as a nightmare for tears. But it still makes me wonder…
Why did I cry?

I have vague memories of a scary dream of monsters lurking in the dark and us being trapped in a big building. Though, of course, with my manly manliness, I wasn't scared; though I did get excited at some points. Anyways, all I can remember is an elevator falling, me with a group of people. A significant character being a late-teen girl with black hair. Some big loading dock in the warehouse part of the complex with this fucked up monster in it. And that a group of 9-12 of us were trying to escape. Oh and 90% of the time it was really dark and I couldnt see shit.

Ever seen the movie "Scream"? It's the one where a guy kills people dressed in this:



Well, my dream was kind of like the movie. Someone called me, and was threatening to kill my sister if I didn't do what he said. I never could understand what he wanted me to do, so he killed my sister.

That's not the weirdest part though, because we kept going back in time to before he killed her, and I'd get another chance. I still couldn't understand what I was supposed to do, I don't even have a clue.

I must have seen my sister's dead boy 6 times before I woke up. There was one time where I thought I did what he said, and my sister was walking towards me. Suddenly, he popped out of nowhere and plunged a knife into her side. Horrible, horrible dream.

There was more that went on in this dream, but I can't remember it.

Awake|Dreaming|Lucid

The 3rd I had that morning/night. Turned into a mild nightmare at the end.

I was walking through a grassy plain like on skyrim. Seconds later, a dragon named "Luna Kuune Dragon" flew over the mountain to the right of me and I somehow knew it was going to be very strong, so i ran towards the mountain it flew from. As I reached the mountain, it blew a huge round of fire at me. I almost died, but I managed to heal the burns. I managed to out run the dragon, so it flew over me from behind and then into the distance. The battle wasn't over yet, 12-15 'Muse Warriors' ran out in a scrambled line towards me. I hacked and slashed through all of them as they came. There was a small hut to the left and a big rock to the right, so I had the advantage. Only one warrior could fit through. I sliced them all down as they came through one by one. The last 3, I pushed into the hut and they turned into cats. I had killed 2 of them before I realised they were cats. I had injured the last one too. The last was a small grey cat, led on the stone table. I had already hurt it so I kept slahing to try and stop it from suffering. It just wouldn't die, not even blood was coming out of it, but I could see it was in pain and carried on. I grew tired but I was determined to put this cat out of it's misery, although I had no effect on it's rock hard skin.

I think the dream ended there. Not sure if I liked this dream though...but thanks for reading .

In the dream, I ordered 2 snakes online, my mind tells me they are cobras. They come in small packages with a plastic film on top (how barbie dolls are packed). I can see the snakes behind the plastic. I take it upstairs to my room. I tear open the paper behind the thick plastic film and the snake jumps out and it escapes.
For fear that it will bite someone, I went after it. It goes under a bookshelf. I see it in a corner under the book shelf. I stick my hand in and try to take it but while taking it, I accidentally kill it. I go to the room and then 'open' the second snake and *abruptly wakes up*