nightmare

"Most glorious Prince of the Heavenly Armies,
Saint Michael the Archangel,
defend us in 'our battle against principalities and powers,
against the rulers of this world of darkness,
against the spirits of wickedness in the high places' [Ephesians 6:12]"
~ Catholic exorcism

I was in a dark, Hogwarts-like place. The surroundings were old and wooden, but sturdy-looking. There was a giant crowd of people around. I was on a second-floor platform, but you could look over the railing to see the first floor if you wanted. I looking for my friends, Caitlin (my pseudo-sister IRL) and Ken (a somewhat large lesbian, and one of my best friends IRL). I saw Caitlin and Ken run by me up the stairs, so I immediately turned around. I caught up to Ken, but Caitlin had gotten away. Ken informed me that Cait was possessed by The Demon.
In its natural form, The Demon looked like a small black cloud, but it could possess people and have them do its bidding. Ken and I had to get it out of Caitlin, so we were going to have to perform an exorcism.
I got Ken and we went to the dorm area of the hall. Some girl, with slight reluctance, let us set up a base in her room. It was a small, but cozy room with pale yellow walls. Once inside, we shut the door, lit a candle near the door and one near the bed, and I sprinkled a circle of Holy Water from the container that I had with me.

Layout of the room:
[].....~~...[.]
[]..~......~[.]
|......~~...[.]
|____'_'___|
The []'s make up a bed.
The ~ represent a circle of Holy Water.
The [.]'s are a desk with a TV on it and some papers that were on the ground.

There, we waited. I got prepared to say some exorcism. Suddenly, we heard a knock on the door. Ken went over to open it, but I stopped her.
"Who is it?" I asked.
No answer.
"Who are you?"
No answer.
"Should I turn out the lights?" Ken asked, about to suffocate the candles with her fingers. I nodded. The room got dark, and I kept the door locked. The Demon wouldn't be getting into this room.
I woke up.

This dream was quite frightening, but I don't know if it really was a nightmare. It had many nightmare qualities, like an unseen enemy, my friends are victims, and I'm not completely sure what to do, but during the dream, I was acting very calm, cool, and collected, although I really was quite nervous. I knew the precautions I had to take to stay safe. I'll just put it as a nightmare.
I should have noticed it was a dream because I don't believe in demons. I think crowds may be a growing dreamsign for me.

★★★★

weird lucid

My memory starts when the person I know as L who looked like David Rockefeller, showing up in a black limo while I am walking down a generic street.
He gets out and I can tell he wants to use me in some way to get into my inner world. I run away into someones yard. I jump over a fence, and now I am floating. i touch the ground and continue running, not looking behind me at all. The next fence has an opening in it. Right in the middle of the fence is a square opening, so i dive through it head first. I keep running until I come to another fence with a large square opening, so this time I go feet first floating through it.

I go into a yard that is familiar and go behind a stone wall. I then jump up onto a small concrete ledge with a stone roof with a mural painted on the ceiling. I gradually become lucid during a period of several seconds. I am staring at the mural. All I see is paintings of Asuka on the murals. I stare at one for a while and notice one of the eyelids begins to come out of the painting. I think "oh great she's hiding in the mural and is coming out to see me!"

I instinctively put my hand on the mural. I look at it against the part of the dream and begin counting. I count up to ten, I didn't want to go high just in case I wasn't doing it right. I pulled my hand away and I watched as the dream was bending towards me like the corner edges of paper coming together. I watched as it went back to normal.

I had something in my hand. It was like a metal dog tag with an inscription on it. It was by Walms. It wals talking about time dilation. it read "focus on hand - the dream. Count and then jump". I had a vague image in my head of walms with his hand on the ground and counting. when he was done I see him spring up right into the air.

missing time


yeah

sex dream I kept waking up from. In the dream i would be in the same bed doing my thing. Then i would wake up and be in the same bed alone. This happened several times.


strange game

I remember being in some building where we were participating in some wierd game. We had to go to different tables and do different actions or something. I didn't understand it well so i went outside for a smoke. It was night out and I saw something moving in the shadows to my left.

"Is that somebody there?" I asked. I heard a woman's voice and saw the shadow come forward. There was a smaller shadow with her. they moved into the light a bit. they stood in front of me with steps leading down behind them. We were in a conversation I can't recall. I watched as the woman walked, she went from slim to a very obese woman. She asked me if I gave the joint to someone.

as she asked it, more people came from walking up the steps. there were a few Women and one really short brown guy with a mean look on his face. someone asked "you gave a joint to someone?"

i said "yea, It was a few inches long but not very big." I showed the thickness of it between my fingers, indicating it was really small. "It was a fucking pinner joint!" I said. Everyone laughed except the small brown guy.

Basement

some vague dream aof walking around in my basement with asuka and other inner world characters.

Asuka attacked

yet again. I was in some dark place watching some weird creature put a series of spikes through her and she was screaming. It faded out.

What?

I am Shawna from junior high. Through her eyes I see myself sitting down and playing guitar. WTF?!?!?

22.06.2010

Dark Overtones (WILD)

★★★★☆

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

The ringing and spinning cease.

I RC just to confirm it. Yeah, I'm dreaming. My room is about as messy as it is IWL. Why is everything so freaking dark? I slide out of bed, not really caring if I step on anything. As I do, I spot a dark shadow shoot across the corner of my eye. Goddammit, I think as I hurry downstairs, this isn't what I wanted to deal with. Luckily, whatever that was doesn't follow me. Unluckily, there are more in the house.

That fucking Shadow Monster has probably been having his way with this place since the last time I was here. . . Sure enough, as I exit my house and fly into my court, I am met with a disturbing sight. A heavy darkness fills the air, as I look upon that nightmarish sky. I cannot properly describe the hellish glow emanating from parts of the smooth, gigantic, wispy black cloud that covers the entire sky. It is almost as if the atmosphere is in a slow burn.

Flying to the center of my court, I start to freak out. She's got to check this out. There's no way this is normal. I call for Raven,but realize she's still awake at this hour. It is then I become aware of a presence behind me. I draw my blade, and flip around, but whatever it was follows my movements perfectly and remains behind me. I turn around, faster this time. Still no luck.

While I can't see whatever it is directly, I do manage to switch perspectives, and am now viewing the shadows on the ground. The thing behind me was clearly a human female, but gender doesn't mean anything to me. I calm myself, center my focus, and relax the tension in my muscles. Then, I close my dream eyes, still remaining watchful of the shadows on the asphalt below.

She hesitates for a moment, obviously surprised by the sudden change in my emotional state, but that only lasts a moment before she lunges for me in an animalistic fashion. Without turning, I bring my sword up over my body, twist over backwards, and with one hand thrust it into her, all faster than the human eye can see. Her primal cry echoes across the neighborhood.

From there, the dream progresses in an odd fashion. I find that the woman I had just injured has only come to see what kind of warrior I am. To some capacity, she claims to be real, and says she was sent by friends. I spent a good deal of time after that trying to heal her up. I'm not skilled enough to close the wounds well enough with energy alone, so I just sew them up with TK and some special stitching material I materialize on the spot. I wake up soon afterwards.

Well, now I know a little more about the site I'm gonna stick a few old and memorable ones and end it with last nights, marking the start of hopefully a continued DJ.
I'm gonna interject in these dreams in black, so black is not part of the dream itself, but afterward reflection.

This first is from when I was about 4-5 and we had within the past couple years moved to the house I still live in today (aside from the fact I'm in Japan this year). It was a nightmare, I think I had it twice, but I'm not sure. I don't often have nightmares. After this, the last was late last year, when I was 18.

I'm walking down the corridor of the house. I pass the bathroom, and I pass my eldest brother's room, and my second eldest brother's room. These bedrooms are almost opposite each other, the latter being about meter further down the corridor. I glance into my second eldest brother's room in passing. I note the normal light shade on the hanging light on the ceiling. Later I'm walking the other way up the corridor, I glance in the same room and the shade is replaced by a cage, in the cage is a dummy. Much like the one from goosebumps, this was probably around the time we'd been watching goosebumps on Sundays after going in the pool. Later I'm in my dad's car and we're driving down our driveway, we park on the other side of the road to my driveway. I see the other car coming down the driveway, as it turns onto the road I see the dummy in the back. I try to scream out a warning but I have no voice.

This second is one that held some significance for some reason, I remember it well, though I think it's only part.

I come through the tall reeds either side of me and come across a lake. Standing in front of the lake are 2 silver Chinese/Japanese dragons. Fairly small, but long, when standing they're about the same height as me. I'm on the ground face down and one of them runs/flies over me, so close that the scales/feathers brush against me.

The next was perhaps the scariest nightmare I've ever had, or that I've ever remembered. Fairly recent, around the end of last year, creepy as anything... Though can't see why it was really that scary now.

I'm walking up stairs, in a museum. I turn to the left and enter a room. In the room are some articles of art, but one catches my eye. It is a wooden seat of abstract design, as though many 1cm thick planks of dark redwood are arranged to make a low rounded and slightly flattened sphere with an indentation to sit in. I sit in it. Opposite me is a triangle, a tall isosceles, white, with an eye in the upper middle. From here I can only remember patches, some man that I can't remember, and a lot of triangles with eyes, though as the dream progressed the became more keyhole shaped. I stress this freaked me out to no end, it was the most scared I've been in my life that I can think of. A friend later suggested that the eye could be the "all seeing eye" or "eye of providence", though I had not come across this image in life before. I had recently been to America though I hadn't consciously noticed it on the dollar bill while there, and was surprised at the resemblance when I took a look at one after the dream.

I shall now describe last night's dream fragment that I remember.

I'm standing on a pedestal of some kind on the side of my pool, while my feet are in the water I see a strange snake in the water, I <do some unremembered activity> at it hoping to scare it off, but it comes and nips me on the toe. I sigh and yell as loud as I can "DAD" with little panic in my voice. From somewhere he replies, and I yell back "I got bitten by a snake" or something to that effect. Later I am looking at a website and am relieved to see it wasn't a snake at all, but it was a long fish with a large head and an improbably large jaw full of sharp teeth. This website had nothing to do with me. It can be interesting the way dreams shift and change on you, that fish looked nothing like the snake that bit me, yet I acted as though it were the same, even after I knew that this site (and hence the incident) had nothing to do with me.

That brings me roughly up to date, I might put more old ones up if I remember them, but I want to concentrate instead on writing them as they come, I remember a lot of old dream fragments and to put them all up would be long...

Ok, so here we go. In [COLOR="red"]my dream[/COLOR] I was standing on top a huge hill with the wind blowing my brown hair back and [COLOR="blue"]smoothly touching my disfigured eye[/COLOR] and above I could see birds flying around in circles and they made cow noises. Overhead was another hill and on this hill was another person but unlike me; [COLOR="green"]he didn't have his legs spread out[/COLOR]. He was standing their from across the borrow and appeared to be staring at me; I couldn't see clearly for the sun was behind him and I have a disfigured eye. I ignore him for a while but then I get annoyed and start taunting him..bad mistake you see for he jumps right of the hill and comes running up mine!

Next thing I know; I am being strangled and "items" are being shoved into me. :buns: :hump: :eek: It turns out that this person's name is unknown to me. His face appears black and his eyes appear red; on him is written "hate" and "failure" and all I noticed was his brown hair...

I was at school and was going to class. (Parts of the school were the same and others were different.) I met this girl on the way that looked lost. We were talking as we were walking to her class. We cut through a residence hall on the way. The basement had lots of ping-pong tables. There was also a store with school and office stuff. There was a Chinese man and lady at the register. They were also taking orders for Chinese food.

My knees kept bending when I tried to stand still, and I kept falling down. I saw my family. My grandma (Anna) ran up to give me a big hug. (She died a few years ago. This is about the second or third dream I've had about her.) Then, my other grandma (Sandra) hugged me after I stood up. (I was just talking to her yesterday.) And I saw my mother and her boyfriend and my little cousin. (The one on my mother's side, not the one from yesterday's dream. Even though I'm not on good terms with my mother, I talked to her on the phone yesterday while I was awake. I had to get her to sign something for the school. The boyfriend that was in the dream is the one she just broke up with. He's currently in Maryland. I'm in Pennsylvania.)

We all went to eat. They were all there, and so were my four siblings. We all fit at one really big table. I told them where everything was and went to go get food. Before I saw any food, I was back in the store with my grandma (Sandra). We were looking for floss. She kept talking about corn while we were looking for it. I stood up to reach it. (I was in a wheel chair. My legs really hurt, and I couldn't stand or walk anymore without falling.) Then, I was looking for glasses that are supposed to make it easier to look at the computer for long periods of time. I was having a hard time finding ones that fit.

Then, I was hiding my two youngest siblings in behind this door that opened up to the store. The store owners turned the door into a wall with stuff on it that was for sale. You couldn't even tell that there was once a door there. Then, I was running away and hiding behind buildings. I have no idea where I was going, but I woke up before I got there.

We were at the park, and my cousin was going down the slide. (He's on my mom's boyfriend's side but I can't remember his name.) I was trying to tell him something, and he came down the slide and started clawing at my face. I took his hands and sat on them. His mom and my mom's boyfriend flipped out. He told me that we were going home, and I had to get my stuff and get out. I already had a bag with a bunch of things in it, so I was mostly packed. Then, I was living with my friend, her mom, and her current girlfriend. There was a big, colorful, inflatable pool in her yard with an inflatable roof over it.

(In Reality During Spring Break of my Freshman Year of College: This is the same friend who took me in when I left my parents. They knew something was up when I decided that she was going to visit for a large part of the week during my week off from college. I put and lot of stuff in her car, and took my two cats. My mom didn't want them and had threatened to kill them many times. I kept lying when they asked if I was moving out.)

Type: regular dream.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

I guess one could call this a nightmare, but it didn't quite start out like that.

I woke up on the top of a bunk bed in a tiny plain hotel room. The flooring was dark, pale blue carpet, and there was a hotel-sized white-paned window on the other side of the room. I caught the false awakening and momentarily became a bit lucid, but it didn't last.

I got up from the bunk bed and went down the stairs. There was no one else in the room, but there was an open door leading to the main part of the booked hotel room (where the fridge and chairs are). I peered out and knew I wasn't supposed to be here. I saw a man with a black t-shirt and blue jeans sitting at a small round wooden table, drinking from a mug. He looked slightly scuffed up, although not much. He also looked fairly strong, like someone who'd just gotten back from the gym.

He saw me right away. "Hello," he told me, rather normally. "Don't be shy. Come out and I'll make you some breakfast."

I decided to play stupid and say, "I have to get dressed first." There must have been a suitcase or something of clothing in the room, because he said, "sure". I went into the room, closing the door, and found a small shopping bag filled to the top with clothes, but I wasn't actually going for them. I was going for anything that could help me escape.

My gaze flit around the room and I saw a coach purse, exactly like the one I own in real life. It had a very long strap that I could use to climb down the side of the hotel.

I looked out the hotel window, clutching the purse, and saw that our room was situated at least thirty floors up. The strap didn't even go half the distance to the ground. Crap!

Suddenly, the man walked into the room and froze when he saw me by the window with the purse. "What are you doing?" he asked me.

"Getting out of here," I shot back at him. I made a run for the door, went through it, and he didn't do anything to stop me. He pulled out a long, silver knife instead. I looked back as I ran out the door and into the hotel hallway; he was watching me calmly with the knife in his hand. I didn't look back as I ran down the stairs to the lobby.

There were only one or two sets of stairs and already I was on the first floor...? Anyways, I got there and no one was in sight, but there was a phone at the reception desk. I took it and crazily tried to dial 911. The man suddenly appeared, slipping around the corner and holding the phone box. "You're crazy!" I shouted to him. The machine rang and then a voice answered. "I'm being kidnapped and threatened with a knife!" I told the woman on the other line. "Help me, I'm-"

I couldn't get an address out, because the man found the phone outlet and unplugged it, then cut the cord with his knife. I gaped and backed away from him rather quickly. "Don't leave," he told me forcefully.

I took one more step back and my foot landed on a gun. My eyes widened even more (is that even possible?) and I reached down and picked the gun up. It was dark gray, almost black, and heavy. It was loaded. "Back the f*** up!" I told him, looking for the exit. Suddenly he reached into his pocket and pulled out his own gun. I shot him in the chest, killing him instantly. His eyes began to bleed and there were bruises appearing all over his body. He was still standing up straight but his eyes were closed, and he was completely still. Then another person, looking very much like him, appeared with the same ghastly imagery. It frightened me so much I woke up.

March 9, 2010

Synopsis: Outside my window is a galaxy, which I feel is a portal! A dark entity stops me from flying out my window by shooting me! Elements of dream sharing with Captain Sleepalot.

Night Time Note: As day nine of Larther's Dream Wheel, I focused my thoughts on entering Captain Sleepalot's dream

Hostile Interference
I wasn't lucid and I was out some 'place' staring at the night sky. There was an amazing phenomenon happening in the night sky, just gorgeous. Like, I could see all the other galaxies!! Brilliant colorful glowing things!

I "wake up", but really I'm still dreaming. I look outside my window to see if I can see any of the brilliant galaxies. Just one. It's tiny, but it's there pulsating and glowing a rich orangy red. I wanted so much to fly there - almost becoming lucid as I'm about to jump out the window to do so. But that's when I notice a man has been standing below my window the entire time. Before I have time to recoil he shoots me. The bullet enters my chin. I stumble to the living room to find the phone to dial 911, but I can't find it, and I logically conclude I should be passing out by now from blood loss *though technically I felt fine*. So my dream fades out.

My dream starts over again, and I'm happy the bullet wasn't real. I'm at that place, not sure where this place is, its just a random place. I meet two girls there who I find out are also lucid dreamers (not people visiting my dream, just other people interested in lucid dreaming) and they were both interested in astral projection or dream sharing. I also found out that we all had a similar dream in the past, but I couldn't remember what. So I invite the two girls home so we could have a dreaming slumber party!

The first girl freaks out! Something about my apartment caused her to have horrifying nightmares involving aliens. I just remember her locking herself in the bathroom because she was so scared. She apologizes for breaking down, and insists she can't stay at my apartment any longer, so she leaves. I felt bad that my apartment effected her so much.

The other girl was fine. We looked outside my window, and again, theres the brilliant galaxy and the scary man outside my window. I tell her it's not safe to go out there, for obvious reasons. And that the only way we can reach the galaxy is through the dreamstate. The girl told me that the evil man was already in the dreamstate, and that she had the power to get rid of him for me so that I can go to the galaxy.

It was a deal then! She had to do a ritual to prepare herself. I tried to find the best and safest bedroom for her to do this in. My apartment becomes like a nightmare. Theres bedrooms and bedrooms and bedrooms and they all had this bad creepy energy to them. The safest place in the apartment was the kitchen cabinetry! So I took her there. She disappears as she enters the dreamstate, and gives me a sign shortly after that she is lucid.

Sitting there alone in a little closet of food, I become lucid. As I became lucid, this dream character trying to get rid of the evil man for me ceases to exist. It's hard to explain, but it's happened to me lots of times that when I become lucid dream characters just vanish. After that, my dream melted away and I woke up for real.


* * * * *

After sharing this dream entry and my thoughts over what the dark entity means, Captain shares his dream. Where he SHOOTS a dark entity outside his home.

I was in a run down apartment building. There were metal scraps on the ground, debris everywhere, and it smelled like chemicals. This was one of my first dreams of the night so it was really sketchy...But I remember being in a room with red wallpaper. To the left of me was a mirror. It was broken and fragmented all over, and in each piece of the broken mirror was a soul that the mirror had captured. I was trying to free the trapped souls in the mirror before the mirror ate my soul. The mirror wasn't really chasing me, but it was appearing behind me all of the time where ever I went. In the end I set the building on fire and watched it burn.

I did a few reality checks in the dream and still found it to be real for some reason.

I was in a shop where my "grandparents" worked. Some guy spit gum the the bubble gum ice cream on the other side of the store. I told them. Then, we all went inside the clothes rack in the middle of the store. It turned into a tent with some sort of small machine that had all the cords unplugged.

Then, we were eating with my "family". My mom and dad and grandparents and three sisters and this guy. (I've never seen these people before in real life or in dreams.) The guy had done something. (I think he was cheating on his girlfriend/wife.) There was poison in his water glass, but he brought his own glass to the meal. I went to get more water from the fridge. (It was behind my "dad". There was a few bottles of different brand name water but no water pitcher. The top shelf had a bunch of small glasses with ice water in them. They were the same glasses my school cafeteria has.) I took one and drank it. Then, the water turned into a bunch of random stuff.

I went outside to dump it in the grass. (I turned around from the table and was outside at my old house. There was a waist high hedge separating the yard from the one next door. It had a bunch of big holes in it. These penguins made a small one and two went through it with their hands handcuffed together. (They had human hands at the ends of their flippers. I have no idea why they made another hole instead of going through one of the other ones near them.)

I turned back and was inside again. My sisters and the guy that my mom was trying to poison were there. The table was gone, and they were all sitting around this box. It was a bored game. There were really tiny symbols every few spaces. the pieces were tiny, and the dice was about a third of the size of the pieces. (It was about the size of a pin head.) There was a screen behind the guy that magnified it so we could see it. I rolled the dice it bounced onto the board and stuck fast. My piece moved on it's own. I landed on a picture of a glove. The magnified image was really detailed even though it was as small as the dice. My sister had the piece in her hand while she rolled. She put her piece on the wrong space because she counted wrong. It fell over until she put it on the right one. It stuck fast. I asked what I'm supposed to do with the glove. I was told that I could make stuff with it in the game when I got more items. I was also told that I could trade them with other players if we made a deal.

This door appeared behind my sister that just moved. (The door and what was behind it was the only part of the dream where I could see walls and not just white smudges where they should be.) We were told we only had a few minutes to go behind the door and come back. We split up. There were a lot of hallways, and I kept walking past people who didn't seem to be able to see me. Then, I was woken up.

I apologize. This one actually happened a few days ago. I remembered it clearly when I woke up, told my friends about it, and then forgot about it until just now. Copypasted from my dream journal on my computer.

Date unknown
There is a lot before now, but I can’t remember it.
Now: I’m driving on the highway. Speeding. Taking care of two little children, about 8-10 years old. They’re clinging to the top of the SUV (Don’t ask me why). Somebody is shooting missiles or something at us. It’s like a stupid action movie.
I open the sunroof and scream for the kids to get in. One of them does. I ask where the other is. “Oh, he fell off about an hour ago.” I freak out and stop the car. I get out and the boy is clinging to the side of the SUV, naked, freezing, and crying. I pull him off and look for a towel.
We’re on a bridge. I probably forgot to mention that. There is an oil pipe perpendicular to the bridge, and a dangerous looking access stairway on it. The boy scurries down and I chase after him. As I get lower and lower down the stairway, the steps get more and more narrow and I wonder how we haven’t fallen off. When I reach the bottom, It’s a mix between a Spanish mesa village and something out of Killzone 2 (Minus the gas mask space Nazis). I start chasing the kid around. At some point during this ordeal, the kid suddenly is no longer 8-10, but now 5-6, and the environment brightens and changes until it’s more like a regular mall. I run into a bookstore, constantly screaming the kid’s name. I run past Rebekah and some guy she’s with (probably her boyfriend, but for some reason it’s not Steve). I wonder about this for a split second, then continue looking for the kid.
I never find him. After that point, it’s all fragments. Little flashes of thoughts, or tiny observations of the layout of the mall, etc. Last I remember is standing in the middle of a parking lot outside, very depressed, not being able to find the kid.

January 28, 2010

Synopsis: I dreamed of a magical landscape I couldn't reach. Then I had a realistic dream of work that fooled me.

Night Time Note: I went to sleep at least an hour earlier than usual. I made the intention to enter Captain Sleepalots dream. I focused on the image of the dream wheel. But for what? My neighbors and sis wouldn't let me sleep. And even though I implanted in my head dream wheel before sleeping, it was miserable hours later before I actually could fall asleep. Maybe some where after 4am.

Adventure I Can't Reach
My first dream of the night was pleasant and weird. I was in a sun lit house, a beautiful old mansion. The kind of dream house where just right outside my door was an adventurous land. But I was struggling to be a part of this adventurous land. I remember flying around for a bit. But I always had to return home. Not to mention I really needed to use the restroom. Which was true in real life. I had a false awakening where I double check that I didn't use the bed, and then I wake up for real - nice and dry.

I had a dream again with some guys, but I can't remember who or what is taking place. It doesn't feel like much happened. Maybe we just spoke.

Realistic Work Dream
My morning dream was yet again another work dream. This time it was all too real. Real enough to fool me. Sure it got to the point where I wondered if this could be a dream. But I never did a reality check to prove it to myself, instead I took it for reality. Which really sucked to think that this could all be real!

It was sunday, it was almost 5pm. We were crowded with costumers, some didn't even know what they wanted, others had lists. When the time got close, I locked the door, thought technically it was only about 4:58 pm. What ever. I probably turned the lights on and off at least two times to grab everyone's attention that, yes, we are closing. It felt so real though. Maybe some of the imagery was mixed with this last sunday, which was in real life very busy around this time?

We finally kick everyone out after what feels like a stressful ordeal. And I wake up shortly after. It takes me a while to recall the dream that I almost took for reality.

This isn't the first dream to disturb me recently. But I can still feel it. Last night, I dreamed about a man stabbing me.
It started with myself and a few other people at a cabin. The dream skipped to that night when the man was picking us off one by on, killing us with a knife. While i was running, I ran past a door as he was coming out of it. I screamed, and the next thing I saw, I was on my back with the man over top of me. He gently kissed me, and as he did, i felt him drive the knife into my heart.
When i woke up, I had the feeling of the knife on my chest.... These dreams are really starting to bother me...

1. It's nighttime. I'm sitting around drinking something with a friend, when suddenly I start to feel pretty bad. The dreamview switches to a close-up of my digestive tract, which shows itself to be swollen and red and close to exploding. This continues for an uncomfortable time, showing different organs, when the view suddenly goes third-person. My body explodes, splattering blood on the dream "camera" and causing an elderly couple to comment on my rudeness.

2. My brother, my roommate, and I are chasing the girls who live at my research station around the halls. Eventually they start to fight back, and I do parkour down the (IRL nonexistent) basement stairwell to hide from them.