nightmare

My family and I are in transition, we are moving into a new house.

(IRL: We all live separately, until recently, my sister moved in with my mom to save money and find a job closer to mom)

My mom is showing me around, we enter what she intends to be my room.. It’s small and resembles the room I once had as a child. The walls are primarily blue in color and painted with an intricate zig zag design. I express resistance (without words) because I associate it with a room I had when I was a kid.. I feel like I should be moving forward in life rather than moving back. Mom left the room, a little deflated as if to say “I give up”. I walk up to the wall and see up close just how much effort had gone into the elaborate paint job. Suddenly, I understand that it was my mom who painted it for me. I feel bad for hurting her feelings. The colours up close are light blue, and silver, and yellow, and dark blue. Within the lines are intricate patterns and textures and I feel appreciation for my mom. I see there is a nicely made bed in the room and a dresser. On the outside wall there is a mid sized window, which looked out onto the back yard. The backyard is small but has a beautiful tree and a little garden with a red wheel barrow next to it. This room is actually quite lovely.

I leave and go to see what is meant to be my parents’ room across the hall. It is huge, and has wooden beams on the ceiling. It’s empty and extremely dirty. The floors are wooden and unfinished. There are dry leaves in the corners of the room. I look to the windows which are at the top of the wall touching the ceiling, and realized that this part of the house was under ground. I imagine the house is built into a hill. The windows look into wells, which are dirty metal, and full of leaves. As I walk further into the room I see the glass is no longer there, and so this explains where all the leaves came from. The closet doors are missing, and inside they are empty. I feel like there is door to an attic in there but never actually see it myself. This room has a lot of potential to be really beautiful but it has not been cared for in a long time. I wonder where my sister’s room is so I leave to go find it.

I see that there are only 2 bedrooms and my sisters bed is made up in the middle of the living room (not touching any walls, literally in the middle) It is a double sized mattress on top of planks of wood. On top lays fresh bed linens with yellow and orange blankets. And a fluffy pillow.

Mom really loves us. She gives us so much more than we realize. Even now she still puts us before herself.

Suddenly I become really tired. I want to go to sleep now but I can’t, I have to go to school. Wait a second? What school? Highschool? Ahhhg I have to go back to high school?! FUCK! I thought I was finished with that? I can’t believe this, I’m 27 years old, living with my parents and I haven’t even finished highschool. Negative self talk commences and I start asking myself stuff like "when did I become such a loser. Why have I let so much time pass?! It’s my fault that my life sucks. It’s my own carelessness that has gotten me into this mess. What am I going to do now?"

I decide not to go to class that day. I know I cant afford to lose any more time, but I don’t care. I've decided I’m going to spend the day sleeping.



Ok so this “forgetting to finish highschool” has become a repeating theme in my dreams. As soon as my dream takes this sort of turn I become overwhelmed with feelings of panic, worry, fear…Like I’m in a nightmare. I assume it has a lot to do with my birthday coming up. I tend to get life path related anxiety when my birthday grows near. “What am I doing with my life, why am I so far behind, why didn’t my past self give a crap about where I’d be in the future?” can very much be applied to me in my waking life. (Although I did graduate highschool and completed some college)

When I woke up I looked at the clock and it had only been 3 minutes since my alarm went off. Confirming my suspicion that my inner clock moves WAAAAAAAAY faster when I sleep.

Dream One: I was standing outside the grocery store, in the grass beside the parking lot. There's a stop sigh nearby, and a big hole in front of the stop sign. Not like a vertical hole in the ground, but it goes in at an angle like a tunnel. As soon as I walk up to it, I recognize it as my friend M's house. I call into the hole asking if she's home, and I see her boyfriend's shoes. He call ups she's not home but should be home shortly. I thank him, and then stand back up. My friend M drives by in a car at that moment and waves when she stops at the stop sign. I wake up.

Dream Two: I'm not sure why I can't go back to sleep, so I get up and go into the living room to read a bit. I pick up a book off the floor thinking my husband missed it when he was cleaning last night. It's my daughters barbie book. I start to flip through the pages for some reason, and find myself thinking that's not what this book was about! I wonder if I'm dreaming, but I decide that I can't be dreaming because I could read. The text wasn't changing at all. I put the dream back, and it's daylight outside. I get a call from my mom, and answer it. She's telling me that her friend still wants her and us to move into that big house and rent to own the place. I say ok, instead of sticking to my decision of no. Then I'm in the kitchen, but the kitchen cabinets are the color of the bathroom cabinet. And then mom starts saying the pipes in the big house were cut off, and I actually see the pipes in front of me as if I'm there looking at them. They're moving like that pipes screen saver windows used to have pre-installed. I wake up, and curse for not doing a second RC.

Dream Three: I'm talking to my best friend A about weather and looking at a weather radar. There's some sort of blue and red flashing circle above New England, and the edges of this blue and red area are bright orange. I ask my friend A what's up with the radar above New England? She doesn't know, so I zoom in. Then I see the map as a 3d satellite rendering, like Google earth. There's a big red line and it looks like a lava trail, except it's spinning. I wake up to my daughter screaming about dragons.

Dream Four: I'm in the car with my husband and kids, going home from a small town nearby. We're watching the weather radar, and there's a tornado coming. I tell my husband to go straight home, that the tornado is moving in the opposite direction, so we should be fine if we head home. Then the tornado JUMPS and lands in front of us. We quickly unbuckle the kids, then lay in a ditch with them, but the tornado doesn't hit us. It jumps again. We buckle up quickly and start going back home. The Phone rings, waking me up.

Dream Five: I'm at my high school, and for some reason I have alcohol in my bag? A friend from school that I was always in a love/hate type friendship with wants his alcohol out of the bag, and I realize some of the alcohol isn't mine but his. I give it to him, and wonder if I'm going to get in trouble for having it at school. Then I realize I'm of age, so who's going to have a problem with me having alcohol? There's a storm coming, and the overhead speakers blare that schools canceled and we need to go home. I'm wanting to go to a different building to get my headphones (apparently they were awesome Mario head phones too!) But the buildings are being locked and evacuated. The halls are tightly packed, and there's a stop light in the hall stopping people from blocking the intersections. I'm standing at a stop light, and the power flickers then goes out. I barely step to the side fast enough to avoid being trampled. When the crowd clears, my son is with me. I see my husband, and he says he has to go lock the river cabin before he can go home and I need to go pick up our daughter. I ask him why he has to lock the river cabin, and he says he was there last week. I get so pissed to know he was there last week and left it unlocked for a whole week! then he says it's fine, no one's going to care. I try to explain we had trouble with people crashing at the cabin, but he doesn't listen and blows me off. I'm mad, but I take my son outside to leave anyways, getting my daughter is more important! I hear a message over the loud speaker again, this time saying there was an accident and we've lost one of our students. I feel bad, but I need to get my daughter. I put my son in the car, then I notice someone laying on the ground. I walk around my car to get a better view, and there's a black SUV that has run this person over, and the drive is none other than my husband! The run over person gets up, he's just a kid in high school! He tells me that he's fine, but he's going to go to the doctor anyways and we're going to be hearing from his lawyer. My husband decides he's going to drive my car, and hops in the drivers seat. I notice he's driving crazy! He's saying he's going to end up losing his license now, and I'm like pull over and let me drive! We are arguing, making him swerve more, so I decide to stop and let him concentrate. As soon as we get to my daughter's school (she's not even in school, lol) I ask him to put her in her car seat. When he gets out of the drivers seat to do so, I climb over the center console and into the drivers seat. He can't drive now, ha ha! But then he refuses to get in the car. He wanders off into the storm. I'm worried, but then I tell myself he's an adult and he isn't stupid, he can take care of himself and he'll go inside somewhere because he's terrified of Tornados. I drive off, then park and go inside some church. I am walking in with the kids, and I see there's a wedding going on. the priest says something like, "I now pronounce you gay man and wife" and there's are two beautiful women getting married. I feel like I know them, and I am soooo happy for them that I'm actually crying tears of joy. But then a lady taps me on the shoulder and asks if I'm me, I say yes, and she tells me that my husband has been run over, and he's passed away. I'm in shock and disbelief, and then I start to walk out of the church just leaving my kids in there. The walls are suddenly while tile. There are red tiles that light up and stack on top of one another alternating between 2 and 5 tiles high. Every three white columns, there's a column with red lights, marking a trail or path. I follow the path to a bathroom, where I see my husbands back as he slips into a stall. I yell out to him, thanking whatever gods are out there that let him be alive. He tells me to stop, he's a ghost, and I shouldn't see him. Then I tell him no, he has to be alive, I need him! Then he tells me that's the problem, "I want need him, but it's not because I want him." then I wake up to the phone ringing again.

Night of the 28

3:13- I was scared. I was running around with Dustin and Johnothan. I was scared and I kept thinking of random things to keep me from being so, but nothing helped. Pictures flashes before my eyes of things green with slime or rot. It was far from pleasant. Not much beyond this comes to mind.

7:31- There was a dark room like in a haunted house. Slenderman kissed someone- Jay maybe? Anyway, I was there but I can't recall much.

*So yeah not much to say today. I was too scared to think straight mostly. But I'll keep watching the Marble Hornet entries. I say this now when it's light, but I won't sleep well at night. Oh well.*

My body hurts, and I feel a bit suffocated.

I look down at myself and see thick rusty chains gripping my arms and upper body. I realize that I'm chained to a wall. A brick wall, to be exact. My feet are suspended about 2 feet from the ground. Strangely though, the hanging bit doesn't really hurt, only the tight pressure from the chains. There is a flickering light bulb hanging above me. I cannot see anything farther than 5 feet or so. There's just darkness. I try to squirm, in hopes of loosening the chains that are constricting me. It doesn't budge, so I give up and just go limp.

A few seconds later, I hear footsteps. Then I see a man coming up to me. It's Dean Winchester from that show "Supernatural". He is wearing boots, jeans and a plaid shirt with a jacket over it. I notice a knife in his left hand -- it's one of those huge carving knives that I see on cooking shows. It looks brand new too. I feel very scared, because I know he's gonna torture me, but I don't utter a word. He is just staring blankly at my face, in a zombie-ish way.

He comes closer and tugs the chains down. Instantly, they fall to the ground. However, even though I'm free from the chains, I'm still stuck against the wall, hanging and unable to move. It even feels like the chains are still there.

Dean suddenly grabs my left arm and slices it with the knife. The cut is about 3 inches long, and it looks very deep. It starts bleeding profusely. The bleeding itself doesn't hurt or anything, but the slicing part does. It's like that disturbing feeling you get when you hear the sound of a metallic object being rubbed against glass. Or that spine-tingling feeling you get from nails scratching a chalkboard. The cutting part truly feels painful.

I close my eyes and start crying. As I'm sobbing silently, Dean slices me again -- this time on my right arm. I jerk at sting of the knife penetrating my skin. I don't dare to open my eyes. SSSSSSK. Another slice on my left arm. SSSSSSSK. On my clavicle. SSSSSSSK SSSSSSK. Two more slices. I can't even remember where he cut me anymore. All I know is that I'm probably gonna bleed to death, and that I'll die hanging on this brick wall.

I keep closing my eyes, whimpering at every cut he makes. I'm not sure for how long it went on.

The next thing I know, I wake up in my bed, sweating like I just ran a marathon. But even then, I could still remember how every cut and slice felt -- torturous and agonizing.

Ok to get the full understanding of how truly terrifying this dream was you must know when I was a kid I had a horrible fear of two things, Vampires and Spiders. I hated the site if blood and I had a fear of death by bleeding to death. Spiders and Vampires fed this fear. Also keep in mind this was a time before Vampires sparkled (I don't hate Twilight, just it did not depict what I imagine vampires to be like) I Was young at the time eight or nine I think.

So My dream started out right after my aunt got married to this new guy my step uncle. In my dream this guy was was rich. He owned a huge mansion and the after wedding party was outside in front of this mansion. This was a "Grown Up" Party and me and my younger brother and older sister had to stay in side. In my dream I get this really bad feeling about my new uncle. No one shares this feeling. Us three are inside and my sister is going on about a basketball court that inside the mansion. My brother runs off and the next time I see him he is in a bathing suit. I follow him to the bathroom where I find a huge bathtub that looks like a hot-tub. My brother jumps in and is having fun. I head off to find my sister who is in the basketball court she was talking about shooting hoops. We play a game of HORSE and shes laughing and we are having a good time. Then I decide to go check on my little brother.
I walk down the hall and as I do so It's seems to get a bit darker. I here this laugh echo through the hall and I stop and Look around but there's no one there. Being a little freaked out I quicken my pace and almost run to the bathroom. I stop at the door. It's cracked open. I hear no sound from inside and get this horrible feeling like a wave of dread. I slowly open the door, and the world seemed to come to a stop when I saw the horrific scene lay out before me. (Remember I'm eight when I had this dream) The floor is soaked in a mixture of blood and water. There is blood all over the walls and the bathtub water is dark red. The lights are dimmed and the whole thing looks like a scene pulled from a horror film. Then my eyes fall on my six year old brother who is floating face down in the bath. The walls seem to bend and the feeling of shock goes over me. I shack my self away from tunnel vision and run to my brother but slip and slosh blood water all over me. I pull him from the water and lie him right side up on the ground. It looks like some one took a razor and went insane on him. There are deep slashes all over him. I shake him but he is long gone. Then I hear foot step. Some one was coming. The step sounded like that person was wearing fancy shoes like the one you wear with a Tux. I hear that laughing again. Becoming scared for my own life I set my dead brother down and look for escape. I see a window and go for it. It takes a minute to get it open and pull my self through. As I throw myself through it I turn my view back to the door and and standing in the door frame is my Uncle. He has this awful grin on his face. Then I fall outside into a hedge.
I craw my way through the hedge and make my way to the "Grown Up" Party. I see my grandma and run to her. I frantically try and explain about my brother and Uncle and such but for some reason believes I'm just playing pretend to get attention. She and everyone else seems completely oblivious to the fact I'm covered in blood. She practically shoves me inside and shuts the door leaving me alone once again in the mansion.
I stand there for a second unsure what to do next. Then I thought of my big sis and made a run for the basketball count( I always depend on my sister when bad stuff happens, ever since I can remember she was always the one who knew just what to do. I suppose Big Sister are made that way ) So I'm quite sure my sister will save me.
When I get to the court and walk in the first thing I notice is it's dark. There is only one light and It's shining down on my sister. She is one her knees and holding her head. Her hair is messed up. (Before I go farther my sister is afraid of clowns...ya her nemesis) I run up to and ask her whats wrong. She responds quite darkly "There everywhere....." I look around and see nothing. She suddenly stands and screams "LEAVE ME ALONE YOU STUPID CLOWNS!!!!!" She starts really yelling and freaking out then drops to the ground and starts failing. Then stops and lays in the fetal position shaking. I'm completely shocked and don't know what to do. Then the light shuts off.
The door on the other side I came into the gym opened. Light came from the other room giving enough light to see. There stood my uncle with the same smile. He took a step forward and stepped back. He glanced over at my sister and laughed. I yelled "WHAT DID YOU DO TO HER!" His eyes narrow but the smile remains. "Nothing much," he replied "I made her see what she fears most. I take another step back "How!? What are you?!" His smile gets wider "I'm a vampire and as such I can do many things, like make people see what I want them to and much more." I take this all in and say "Why?..." "Because your family is in the way. I only got close to your aunt to get access to you. Your not like everyone else and once you are are my apprentice you will become a valuable resource." I get really angry at this. "I'll never be your apprentice!" He takes another step forward " You won't have a choice once you become a Vampire. But if you insist on resisting me then I'll be glad to show you the alternative"
The shadows around me started to take shape. The formed spiders. Some were huge but there was also a swarm of small spiders forming on the ground but the billions. They were mostly black widows with red eyes. They were forming all around me. The swarm of small ones got to me first and started to come up my legs. They began biting me and I yelled in pain and began frantically swatting them off. I started yelling, "It's not real, It cant be real!" The vampire just smiled and said "But it hurt non the less and if I wanted these "non-real" spiders could easily rip you to bits but don't worry, I don't want to kill you. Just say the word and there be gone. " I looked him in the eyes and replied "It's never going to happen." Then I dashed for the door.
I ran out of the gym.. billions of spiders followed and they were still forming from all the shadows in the mansion. I ran down the hall and came to a door way that led to a stairway that spiraled strait up. I ran up the stairs. Spiders were every where and only inches behind me. I heard the vampires voice. "You can't run." I kept going and came to a opening to outside. I was standing on a tower hundreds of feet in the air. The spiders swarmed out of the opening but stopped before me. I was trapped. Out of the swarm came my uncle. He still had the same evil grin. "I told you. Now join me." I looked up with a very bad ass face and said "And I told you! NEVER! I would rather die!" With that I let myself fall backwards from the tower. The last thing I saw was him looking down at me falling. His smile was gone and he had a "she really did it" look on his face. Then everything went dark.
I wake up (In my dream) and I'm laying in a field and it's night. I sit up and look to my right and there is my uncle...smiling. I sigh with defeat and look up at the sky. The moon is huge. I lay down and say "What now?"

That's all I remember, I woke up shortly afterwards.

Ya this dream freaked me out as a kid and I thought for sure vampires were after me.

I had this dream when I was about 5. I was in my house. I walked into a room and there was a Macintosh computer on a desk. As I approached it, a message box came up with a picture of a bomb, accompanied by a female robotic voice speaking in a foreign language. I ran.

The rest of the dream is a complete blur.

I have become extremely addicted to the shooter Tribes Ascend which is a free online FPS with RPG elements like XP and leveling. I was dreaming about being in the game... I had a feeling I would because you can virtually fly in it, which sometimes inspires dream flight for me.

The initial details are all but lost. I remember having a high-tech weapon and my GF was with me.

In the middle of a futuristic outdoor daylight dream, we were suddenly transported (or entered a door) to a dreadfully unwholesome looking mansion with long corridors filled with maggots. This part I recall in fragments, but what I do recall is extremely vivid. At one point we had to crawl through these mini-halls and our hands were constantly crushing maggots into disgusting goop. My GF and I came clear of one, and came to a room with a set of gothic looking shelves stacking out of a heavily engraved desk-like piece of furniture.

On the top shelf was something like a metallic engraved pot. Suddenly, a glowing tan colored image began to project out of it. The image was very poor at first, and then a solid dark gray leathery head appeared and announced:

"I am the devil."

The face was inhuman. Something like a classic gargoyle but the eyes were large and out of proportion. My GF and I looked at each other curiously. It went on to say something very similar to this effect:

"I am the devil. There are a few matters to discuss. First, I will compliment the mathematical formula you have devised to divide any surface into equal triangles. You are commended, duly commence to share-ing-ly express this knowledge abroad." (He was speaking to my GF who is a math wiz in real life.)

I turned to my GF and said: "Weird that the devil would use the word shareingly." (I am not 100% certain this is the exact word used in the dream, it was something very similar to "shareingly.")

He continued "You both must be hungry. But as you can see, there is nothing to fill your stomachs in my domain... (I remember thinking, we could starve in this place.) Therefore, I will produce food to sustain you..."

A beige cloud formed around the desk, then quickly dissolved. Two delicious plates of food were left placed. (See: Stealing Mexican Food.) We both dove in without thinking twice. I noticed that there was something pulsing at the bottom of my plate. Thinking back, it seemed the only thing to make food from was... maggots. With a sinking feeling, I looked at my GF's plate. She only had a few crumbs left. --Then I woke up.

This is my 2nd dream featuring the devil in the past year. I don't recall any other occasions. The first was lucid, and isn't posted to Dream Views. This is the third Trickster dream posted to dream views.

"So, do you think it's around here?" Kelly asked.
"Yeah. At least, the GPS pointed me here. The Apple Store should be right around the corner." I said.
We were sitting at a cafe in a city, enjoying the amazing temperatures that the day had brought.
"So, how did you break your iPhone again?" Said Rick, who wanted to go where he wanted to go, instead of helping me run errands.
"I accidentally left it in my pants, and it went through the dishwasher. You don't know how upset I was when I found out." I answered, holding the broken iPhone in my hand. "I'm hoping to exchange it for a new one through my warranty."
"Well, let's get going!" Sky yelled, eager to continue our trek through New York City.
"Wait. Guys, what's that on the TV?" Asked Rick, looking toward the TV in the cafe.
The TV had red static on it, something that I had never seen before. "I'm not sure. It doesn't look-"
All of a sudden, I heard screaming in the streets. People were running, but from what?
Upon running outside, we didn't see anything, but we did feel something. The air was becoming thinner.
"What's going on?" I asked.
"I think that we're somehow losing oxygen, and by the looks of it, so is everyone else." Sky answered. "We need to find a place that has oxygen!"

We ran past crowds of people, from store to store, until we found a community center.

"There may be a community swimming pool in here" Kelly said, "If we can make it inside the pool, the water can help us replenish our oxygen" (I'm pretty sure that this doesn't work Science-wise, but hey, it's a dream. )

We ran and jumped into the community pool, glad to regain our oxygen. Through the clear windows of the swimming pool area, we could see massive waves of people dying in the streets. What could have happened?

All of a sudden, one more person busted into the pool room. It was my high school biology teacher, Mrs. Hemsley!

"Oh, wow. You survived?" Mrs. Hemsley asked.
"For now" I said, unsure of why she was asking.
"But what could have caused it?" Kelly asked, hoping for an answer.
"This may sound strange, but Aliens. I have been tracking their activity throughout the last few years, and now they have finally struck. They are hiding in the abandoned factory. Maybe if you go now, you can stop them, they can only lower the oxygen levels every thirty minutes. See ya."
And with that, my Science teacher left.

We headed out of the building, examining the casualties of the oxygen level being lowered. However, there were some people still in the street. How could they have survived? The second that they spotted us, they ran toward us.

"Ahaha, so you survived? You see, we were sent by our leader to help secure the oxygen reduction field, and then to kill anyone that lives afterward!!!"

All 8 alien spies, dressed as street performers, attacked the four of us, and at first they were winning, but then...

All of a sudden, I realized that this must have been a dream!

Suddenly, a battle menu opened, and we fought a turn by turn rpg-esque battle. I felt like I knew what it was from, but for some reason, I couldn't remember. We quickly defeated the alien spies, and we headed into the factory building. As we went through the floors, which were oddly silent (aside from the sounds of machinery), I wondered, Who could this alien leader be? I wonder what type of alien my mind could create.

And finally we reached the top.The room was totally clear aside from a metallic floating ball in the center of the room. I stepped up to the ball, and then opened it from the center. Inside was the thing that I had least expected. Giegue from Mother/Earthbound! Before I could do anything, he flew away, eyes red, leaving earth in ruins. Before I woke up, I heard him say in my mind, "I'll be back another day, don't you forget it!"

I often dream about work. The work dream falls into one of two categories; being late/missing work or doing work poorly.

My job involves putting patients to sleep, haha. Seriously, I am an anesthetist.

In my work dreams I either fail to show up for an operation or my patient awakens from anesthesia during surgery. The most traumatic is the dream where the patient awakens. When this happens the patient generally is running around the room and the entire operating room staff is staring at me like Im a horrible person.

In last night's dream, the surgeon asked how the patient was doing. I responded that the patient was fine while I was panicking to give the patient more drugs. The patient kept moving and wasn't staying asleep despite my efforts. Finally, the patient pulled the tube from his mouth (the one that entered his trachea and supported his breathing) and was talking to me. I was trying to talk louder than the patient so that nobody would hear while I frantically tried to resedate him.

In the end, I had to admit the patient was awake. When this happened I was hoping to be strong and deal with whatever punishment I had coming to me. Before anything else happened, I awoke.

Evil Dimension [Non-Lucid]

I was over at D's house with O, this guy JY I knew in 9th grade, and a few other random people. We had entered some other dimension that I don't remember very much about, except that it was... evil. DX There were hornets that would come after me and dig under my skin and start slithering around, and I could feel them in bulges on my skin. I don't... I don't even.... Uggggh.



Anyway, I told D that I couldn't stand being in the evil dimension anymore, so JY and I left. On the way out JY turned into N. We were in some airport-like area, but after walking out the exit we were in a mall. N started talking about getting something to eat, but I can't remember what. I woke up after that.

Note that this dream contains incerdibly little lucidity and I wasn´t really lucid enough to know that i were.

I was going to walk over to a neighbors house in the middle of the night so it was very dark and the lights were out on the sides of the walk way.
Suddenly it struck me how scary it would be if one of the monsters from the Amnesia game appeared here and saw me!
Since I´m in my head of course one does and here I was lucid for a few seconds before being distracted by the fact that some kind of human abomination wanted to kill me.
Luckily though the basic mechanics of the actual game worked so when it came close I just looked the other way and he walked off.
At my neighbors door he actually spotted me somehow and chased me around in their front yard and I managed to dodge him long enough to get indside.
Then all of a sudden I´m in school and there´s a test in some subject that I don´t have to do and I´m like: "Yes!".

After that I either woke up or just don´t remember anything more.
The Amnesia game part of the dream might have occurred because I had recently discussed it.

I don't really know how to describe this, but all night I had some really strange sleep paralysis. I took a 5 HTP before bed. Then at some point I woke up and thought Danny had said something to me. i seriously heard like, a whole sentence. He said he didn't say anything, so it may have been a FA. Then several times in the night, I thought I could see tiny slivers of red laser light on my bed stand. Kind of like a thorny mass of little thin red lights. And this was accompanied by fear for some reason. I tried to tap Danny on his arm, but I was frozen. It took everything I had to move just enough to lightly give his arm a tap. But I couldn't do anything strong enough to wake him up. This happened a few times more, until I finally woke up completely, staring at my nightstand, at those lights. I blinked, and they vanished, until all that was left was one normal looking red light. I just stared at this light in horror, because there's NOTHING on my nightstand except for a teddy bear, a picture of Danny, and a vase of dead roses. It must have been a bunch of FAs with SP, but that was the most REAL FA I had ever had. WTF were those lights?!?!!?!

Anyway I asked Danny about it this morning at breakfast and he doesn't remember anything about me poking him or before when I asked him if he said anything. Must have all been dreams. But these were different than anything ever before. Me no likey

Also later a dream about me getting my front teeth knocked out partially in a car accident.

Im playing a CoD game, probably mw2. Im doing pretty well, running around with a silenced usp, but I notice its really hard to kill people cuz it takes so many shots and its kind of laggy. someone in the game is talking to me, they are pissed at me for some reason, maybe just mad that I won. The game ends and I find myself lying in my bed. There are 7-8 cellphones on the ground that all look the same. They start to ring and the caller starts talking to me. he has a really creepy, stalker-ish voice. I can't remember what he says, but it scares me. I hide under my blankets and try to ignore the voice. I fall asleep and have a false awakening. I wake up and look at my phone, but there are still several phones on the ground next to my bed. The creepy voice comes back and threatens me and makes fun of me. I wake up (for real) an hour early, but expect there to be a creepy voice so I didn't look for my phone and try to go back to sleep.

Last Nights Dreams

I'm in my house but it's a little different ((I don't realise this at the time)). There are a few people in the kitchen with me and I also have 2 dogs ((different to the dogs I have in RL)). I look at the big dog and think "awww poor thing, he doesn't like the way he is" I decide that the nicest thing I can do is to make the Dog the way he wants to be. I now get a hack-saw and say to the Dog "lie down" I struggle to get the Dog to lie down, he seems scared but eventually does as he's told. I now begin to hack off his front paw, it's strange because there's no blood and I think "great no mess" I now pull off his paw that is hanging on by a little bit of skin, I'm holding his paw in my hand and I'm looking at it I then throw it to the floor, the Dog is now left with just a stump . I now proceed to hack off his other paw , it's comes off and again I'm left holding it....I suddenly think "shit...what have I done!!" . The Dog now tries to stand up but he can't, he is standing with his 2 back legs but can't lift himself up on his front legs. I now think "ohhh crap, I'd better fix this, he's all uneven!!" . I now hack off his 2 back paws and the Dog can now stand but he's standing on 4 stumps and looks very uncomfortable . I decide I need to sew up his crotch area just to make him perfect and the job is done properly. I now go out of the room and I'm somewhere else, I'm feeling guilty about sewing up his crotch and think maybe I shouldn't have done that...I now suddenly look down at myself and realise its me who has had my limbs cut off I wonder how it's suddenly changed from the Dog to me. I look again and see that my limbs aren't actually gone, someone has had to cut my feet off but they have made me some new feet..my new feet are a lot smaller, there is still some skin missing and I think "ahhhh, that must be so they heal properly" I'm small now after the surgery, I'm like a midget but think to myself "I quite like my new look" . My new hands and feet are weeping and for a minute I think "ohh my god....what have I done to myself!!" ((DREAM SKIP))
There is a man with ginger hair, he is chasing me and wants to hurt me badly or even kill me, I'm terrified of him!! I'm now trying to hide but there's not a lot of hiding places. I now go into 3rd person and watch this man go onto an open top double decker bus, he is so angry and is trashing the top of the bus to look for me. Everything now goes in slow motion and the bus heads towards a bridge but the bus is too high to get under it. The bridge now crushes the top of the bus as it goes under and smashes the mans head to pieces!! Lol
((DREAM SKIP))
I'm talking to a group of girls, they are all being bitchy to me and say "why do you put make-up on?" I say "to look nice!" then they say "why are you wearing those clothes?" I reply "just because you like to look scruffy it doesn't mean I have to, now go and fuck off!" this makes them all really angry and they chase me, I leg it and I'm heading towards a main road, suddenly I go face first into an oncoming truck!!!
((DREAM SKIP))
There is a car parked in the street. As I pass it I see an old school friend of mine sitting in the car on his own. I stop by the car and say "hey.....it's been ages since I last saw you!" he smiles and I say "you and the rest of the guys were really good mates to me!" he replies "we all love you loads still...you take care ok!" he waves. I now walk off and turn to wave again and now the rest of them have appeared in the car, I shout "I love you guys!" and now go on my merry way

If the first sign of craziness is going crazy in dreams then I'm screwed.

Cut Cut Slash Slash

I was in Dread's room. Dread, Jin, and I were watching TV.

I start hearing voices.

They are voices of demons talking to me telling me that they are going to kill my friends.

What the serious fuck?

The voices of the demons tell me that they are coming. They tell me that there are three of them and there isn't any escaping my fate. They will kill my friends and then me.

I want to leave.

Dread and Jin ask me what's going on, but I'm too ashamed to tell them.

I look around the room. I'm seeing faces everywhere. They don't exist but my mind is picking up on patterns and translating them into faces.

I see the face of a burnt doll in Dread's closet.



I want to leave now.

The doll smiles wickedly and tells me that it is the first demon and the more powerful of the other two.

Dread and Jin take me back to my parent's house, sensing that something wasn't right with me.

When I come home, I find that we are celebrating someone's birthday. I look out the window of the front porch and see two little kids playing together. They are probably three or four years old.

When my mom sees them, she invites them inside. I instantly sense that there is something malignant about these children. The little girl is playing with a lighter and the little boy is just standing there strangely.

My mom puts the cake on the table. The little girl takes out her lighter and tries to light the candles.

I'm freaking out. I'm convinced that the little girl is one of the demons that the voices had talked about, and that she is a pyromaniac and wants to light the house on fire so that people die.

Everyone is telling me to calm down but I can't. I want the two little children to leave. I want everyone to leave. I want to leave.

I feel like there's something wrong with my brain. I can't tell if I am so delusional that my reality is completely warped or if what I am experiencing is true intuition telling me to leave. Nothing makes sense anymore.

After the birthday party, the little girl kills Dread and Jin. At least that's what I perceived to happen.

I run down the stairs and tell my mother that I am leaving now. I can't take this anymore! I don't know where I am going but it at least won't be here!

She gives me a strange look.

I try to explain what just happened but she looks completely perplexed.

I'm not even sure of what just happened, but I'm in a total state of disarray.

I get in the car.

But not before checking it twice.

I'm completely paranoid that the little demon boy is following me. I'm still seeing faces everywhere so I can't tell what's real or not. I catch a glimpse of a face in the trunk. The little boy was trying to come along with me.

I removed him from the trunk. He then killed my mother.

If I wasn't experiencing a psychotic break before, I was now.

I couldn't take it anymore. I didn't know what was real or not. Voices were screaming at me and luring me into places. Everything wanted to kill me. I wanted to kill myself before the last demon could kill me.

I took a bottle of sleeping pills and laid down on my bed hoping it would all be over soon. I just wanted to die.

I watch as the last demon comes up to me. She has grown from her original doll size to the size of a large child. Her face still looks burnt and contorted.

I can't tell if I am hallucinating or not.

With a small burst of energy, I shove the remaining sleeping pills down her throat.

Fuck this. I don't feel like dying tonight.

I don't have any weapons except safety scissors. That'll do.

With all of my force, I stab the safety scissors into her skin. I can barely rip her skin. The safety scissors aren't sharp enough.

She laughs wickedly.

I shove her to the ground and start stabbing her with the scissors. I want to cut her heart out. I don't want this to be the way I die.

She just keeps laughing maniacally.

She tells me that even if I manage to kill her she will just come back for me again. And again. And again. And again.

She has been partially disfigured by the safety scissors but it's not enough. I'm feeling the effects of the pills. Shit. The pain began to build up and I was going in and out of consciousness while she continued to laugh.

Fuck you.

With the only energy I had remaining, I shoved the scissors through her heart. She was silenced.

And so was I.