nightmare

What a ride. I forgot most because of how fucked up the ending was. My parents were on vacation, and I was keeping the house. The back of the house was in an alleyway, and our neighbour across the alley was a great dude. I kept talking to him, helping him with chores and stuff. On the last day of my parent's vacation I was really busy and extremely flustered. I burned my dinner, left food outside (??) and fucked up remembering to grab my keys that the neighbor left for me in his back garden. When he came out to find me, he saw how stressed I was. He said it was fine I fucked up, and suddenly I was in the water. We lived near a small island, and he'd taken me here to swim in the waves and unwind. Two cute girls were in the water ahead of me, and I started facetiming my parents to talk to them about my day. They felt bad and said that they would be home soon. Dad said I should take the family credit card and go buy myself an expensive dinner to relax. I said sure, and on the way home to get it, my mind dropped.

My mom was in her pajamas on the back porch, checking the hot tub water. She wasn't really doing anything, just staring at it. I talked and she didn't respond. I facetime mom. She picks up. This mother creature stares long and intently, curious, at my mother's face on the phone. My parents exclaim shock and interest, like they're seeing a deer. I am seeing a demon 3 feet away from me. I scream and teleport onto the plane with my parents. The cute girls from the beach are sitting with us, and I nap on one of their shoulders.

So after a few days of failing to pay attention to my dream journal due to finals stress + traveling stress + attempting to recover from this stress, I unexpectedly had a lucid nightmare last night. Good times!

Dream
The basic premise was that I was watching a scary R-rated movie. Or maybe I was just hearing about it from friends who actually were into that kinda thing. I knew for sure that this wasn't something I wanted to watch.

The movie's plot went something like: a random doe in the forest was given a choice of two plants by a forest god, one of which would unleash a disease that would kill all but one creature, and the other that would... maybe not do that? Maybe kill everyone and leave not even a single survivor?

The doe, being a doe of average deer intelligence, happened to eat the first one, and thereby unleashed the plague upon herself, her nearby deer husband, and the world!!! Smashcut to the plague infecting college kids.

The plague was pretty much tailored to be horror movie material, killing indiscriminately and in various horrible ways (like one dude's eyes fell out of his face cuz of his eye sockets warping and that was pretty average), and it was basically just a bunch of friends watching each other die. So it was a lot like the typical horror/serial killer story, where characters are killed off one by one and the focus is on whoever is currently dying or whoever is in danger of dying next.

True to the forest god's promise, there was one girl who, though she was infected, wasn't torn apart from the inside by the disease the way the others were. And the dream/movie got increasingly ridiculous with its plot until the last girl was flying a small biplane for some reason under the direction of her professor and with the oversight of one of her few surviving friends, and I have zero idea how this could possibly have helped anything but maybe my brain was just out of ideas at that point.

Next, the dream/movie started over, except now I was very much in it or watching it or basically put in a position where I couldn't avoid it. It felt like I was right in there with everyone else, but there was no danger of me being infected, so it didn't exactly feel like I was part of their world. I was just trying not to watch people die despite it happening right in front of me.

I think what triggered my lucidity was the whole "being in a horrible situation and wanting to escape" thing, because next I knew I was lucid and trying to figure out what I could do about this awful dream. I was already on a rooftop by that point, now recognizing my surroundings as the 1319 area, and everything was creepy and dark and people were still dying below me (sidenote: lately I don't even remember physically flying up to rooftops when I'm lucid? it's like my brain takes that bit for granted and it just kinda gets cut out, which sucks. I used to struggle with flying and not know whether or not I could make it, but lately I don't even remember it...). Trying to fix the darkness, I said something like, "It's bright out! It's daytime!" not expecting this to work. To my surprise, light appeared instantly, followed by a glorious sunrise that bathed the street in orange. Soon it really was daytime. I was quite surprised that this had worked instantly and effortlessly, but though it made things a tiny bit cheerier the horror story was still going on in the streets below.

I think the movie played out the same way as before, and I hadn't become lucid enough to try to find a way to wake up, so pretty much the main cool thing that happened was me magically making daytime happen. Nice!

Today's dreamsign is: wanting to escape the situation being stuck in a time loop.

Went to sleep and dreamt of being in a bunk bed like when I was a kid. It was incredibly vivid.
It felt very oppressive in the pitch dark, closed in by darkness and silence in the room.
(When I was a kid and lived in the countryside it was silent and pitch dark at night).
I could then see myself 3rd person view from above, looking stark white in the dark of the room, huddled up.
In my head I was thinking "come on bring it on, do you worst!" whatever you are. And tensed for something to strike me. Nothing happened.
It was all so vivid and intense that when I woke, my mind was awake but i was still half a sleep.

So when I went straight back to sleep I was lucid.

I was inside a broken down school, there was a dark corridor with a pipe broken spraying water everywhere and broken masonery. Two boys in green school uniform were heading towards me, hands in pockets.
I thought to myself last time I was lucid I couldn't control much, so I took direct action.
Grabbing the first boy that came towards me by the face, I said take me to see the person I want to see, now!
He didn't have much say in the matter,looking at me wide eyed, he complied. We moved on and through some double doors met a giant man about 8 to 9 feet tall, wearing a blue medical gown. We were now in a hospital. He was blind and I could see wounds where his eyes had been. He was very strong, I could feel power pouring from him and without speaking I went with him (there was no need to speak).
We went along a corridor which which led into the front reception area of a large hospital.
There a large number of patients were sat in wheelchairs, in front of a row of glass doors to the exit.
The sun was shinning brightly into the entrance foyer.
The person I wanted to see was there in the closest wheelchair, her hair was fine and blonde hanging straight, she wore a silky white robe.
She got up from the wheelchair and took my hand. The giant took my other hand and we left the hospital and went out into the sun.
The site before me I will never forget. The sky , a beautiful greek blue, and the sun dazzling.
Above was the most amazing site, towering dizzily high above me was an immense floating castle.
The highest towers were in the shape of gigantic eagles. All parts of the tower were so black that it was almost hypnotic to look at them. I don't know if they were black because of the shadow from the bright sun or something else.
We flew together up, higher and higher with a feeling of great power, security and happiness washing over me. The giant was in the lead pulling me higher, then me, then she.
We went higher and higher, this bit went on for a long time, hard to describe but it was wonderful

Had two false awakenings where I tried to write dream up in journal, but was only dreaming it lol

so another Lucid Dream, number 5 now! I seem to be thats 3 iv had since joining this site and focusing on dream recall.
In last nights dream i remember the moment i became consciouse, i was in the pitch black, complete darkness when i noticed that i was running down a street with no lighting at all, even though i was still consciouse of my physical body laying in bed in RL i suddenly felt a strange feeling of terror, i realised i was running from "Something" so i decided to turn around and check if i was at all running away from anything....i was confronted by a large dog that was running towards me very fast and very aggressively, the fear became so intense as the dog started to approach me that i screamed at myself to "Wake up, Wake up NOW!!", and i did instantly..

Now i have been trying to rewmember not to move to much upon having a false awakening, as i read somewhere that it helps in being able to re-enter the dream, so i tried not to move and within a few seconds it felt like something had grabbed hold of both of my feet and was spinning me around my room in complete darkness (I can even remember being able to just feel the wall with my fingers as i was spun around).
Within what felt like maybe 10 seconds i was dreaming again, although at that momnent i didn't realise it. I was laying on my bed in the darkness and i thought briefly that i was still awake, so i decided to do a quick reality check and stood up and opened the door to my room!
I instantly realised at that moment, that i was dreaming as the space behind the door was nothing like i expected it to be....A female appeared who seemed to have been waiting for me, we started speaking and i realised my dream was starting to fade so i instantly tried finding my dream sign that i successfully used in the lucid dream i had, had previously (Looking at my reflection), but this time it didn't appear to work and i awoke once again!!

After re-entering for the second time i started off right where id left of a few minutes before, but this time i was in darkness and couldn't find a light switch, after a few attempts i managed to create light my verbally demanding it whilst clapping my hands, it seemed that last night that was the key to staying lucid for longer, although my Dream Recall after that point is non existant.

I feel like im still experimenting with differant techniques and hopefully the more i have them, the easier things will get.

Hadn't dreamed in awhile after I started dating my now current bf of 6 months. Lately, however I had a dream I had a baby and I was TERRIFIED. And last night I haf this dream that my ex and I were somehow connected not like soul mates or anything it was more like a really weird psychic connection.

Anthony (my boyfriend, and he's very sweet irl, he's just been terrible to me in recent dreams I've had) was going on and on about something physical regarding me, i dont remember if it was my weight or whatever, but something like that. so, i asked him what he wanted me to do about it that i wasnt already doing, and he gave me the business card of this dude. I went to the address on the card, which I no longer remember, the building was on a dark, kinda vegas-y looking street, but just old buildings with neon lights on em, y'know? this guy opened the door, and he was tall, he was in the ideal male build kinda, he had very european facial features, but his skin tone was that of someone from south or middle america. bright green eyes, chiseled jawline, 5 o'clock shadow, full but not overly big lips that were stitched shut. He was wearing a gray tophat, vest, and dress pants, a white dress shirt underneath, and some very nice looking black dress shoes. he tied me to a surgical table, and look, behind the table, there was like a mechanical arm from the ceiling, and on it was like, you know those exercise wheel things? the ones that have the little handles on them and you roll them back and forth for your abs? well, replace the wheel with a massive saw and that is what this very attractive guy used to slice me to pieces while anthony sat in the corner laughing, almost cackling really.

Preface:
Last night was the dream I had been waiting for. The dream that I knew needed to happen at some point, but had been eluding me for some time. I went to bed fairly early, and I took two NyQuil capsules, as I’ve had an annoying cough I can’t seem to get over. I also took a couple of ibuprofen, as I had been in a fight with my friend the night before, and my face was still pretty sore, and the bruises on my body were getting worse. Anyhow, so the stage is properly set. But I was not attempting to induce anything, nor was I anticipating. Here we go:

Part 1:
I’m in a white, queen sized bed, high above the ground, centered uncomfortably and disturbingly in the middle of a dark bluish room. There are sounds from outside. I see light through the crack in the door. I’m uncomfortable, cold, fearful, and confused. I am revisiting the fear of nighttime from my childhood. It’s so real. There’s something beautiful about this. Something is on the outside of my room. I travel outside. It is my Bellingham house, but different. It appears to have been flooded recently. There are puddles of murky water all around. I travel into the bathroom, and it’s larger than the real one. The toilet is missing. Later in the dream, the toilet is returned, but another toilet from a different spot in the bathroom is missing. The shower is running, but there is no sound at all. I notice this, and it disturbs me greatly. I know I’m not deaf; the rapid running water makes no sound. Senses are so real, so similar to being fearful in my bed as a child, in my old room, but different. I drift in and out of sleep in this dream, which convinces me of the reality of the dream.

Part 2:
My landlord is present, and my parents and I are in his house. It is very clean, but with old furniture, not unlike my grandparents’ old house. The house is oddly off-balanced, and my dad points this out. Soon we are at my grandpa’s old house. He has this small dog. He is uncharacteristically swearing and seems to be unaware of it, but it disturbs me and my mother. My sister Julia gives the dog a sedative and it goes limp. There is a performance that will occur at Cedar Park. There is a piano, and the stage is strangely arranged.

Part 3:
My sister Jeannette and I are at McDonald’s. I think it’s a mix of one I’ve been to in Kirkland, and the one I frequent in Bellingham. We are blocking the drive thru line, unaware of it. A man in a pickup drives in front of us and flips us off. People are getting frustrated. We drive forward and soon realize our fault here. We pull around to the back of the line. I notice many Mexican Americans in the drive thru line, but they are all on foot without a car, and some are being quite rude it seems. I’m eating some kind of overly cheesy sandwich. A woman approaches; she bears the resemblance of Rosita from The Walking Dead. She enters my car, and we begin to kiss and embrace. I’m worried that my sister is taking notice of this, but she’s disappeared from the vehicle. This girl wishes to make love but I tell her no. There may have been more to this dream sequence, but that was all I can remember.

Part 4:
Here’s where things get fairly emotional for me. I am in a wooded area with a group of people. There are very old trees with gigantic roots, and they grow in impossible shapes. It is disturbing but fascinating. This girl I am interested in, Camila, is in this dream, and I think that I am in love with her. I climb one of the trees. It twists about up through the forest so impossibly but so satisfyingly, in that I am able to climb it with ease, and I soon near the top. Our leader faces a giraffe or dinosaur-like mythical creature that soon approaches my tree and climbs it. I confront it, fearful at first, but I win the battle. Our group continues on through these woods. I feel empowered. We are now on a university campus. I run into Sam (my ex-girlfriend). We talk, argue, I try to kiss her and she angrily backs away. I think she has red hair at first. Then she has blonde hair, and she approaches a table with several of my acquaintances and someone who resembles Glenn McEvoy (my management professor). Sam with red hair is also at this table, and she seems much kinder. So there are somehow two of her here. Sam with blonde hair is making a scene and spouting off a poem and talking about some instance with us over the summer. The situation ought to be way more uncomfortable, but there is a level of understanding among us at the table, and I have these strange feelings, many of which I cannot identify. McEvoy even makes a light comment about the situation, and I respond with some clever remark. I argue with her more as I hope my current lover (Camila) approaches, but she doesn’t. Ali (a girlfriend of my friend Cameron) is there and puts her arm around me, as if she were a good friend who wishes to comfort me. Sam with blonde hair is evil to me. Sam with red hair is passive, sitting there, seeming to sheepishly say sorry for blonde Sam’s behavior.

Reflection:
4 very different, very real, very vivid situations. The first gave me feelings of fear and confusion that I haven’t experienced in quite a long time, I think since I was practically a child. The second gave me feelings of great discomfort, mainly due to my grandpa’s unusual cursing. The third gave me feelings of confidence and animalistic pleasure I also haven’t felt in a long time. The fourth at first gave me feelings of bravery and invincibility, then of profound sadness, then anger.

In these dreams, I have a sense that all the happenings are synchronistic, as I had been reading Jung’s "Synchronicity" the previous day. I felt that concepts I had read about the principle were pervading the dream somehow, and I was subtly and possibly unconsciously aware of this while dreaming. This dream world was so real, realer than anything I’ve experienced in a while. And upon waking, I wasn’t really awake for a few seconds. But I knew I must immediately take note of these dreams.

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this dream was very real, and I have heavily attached emotions to this dream... I feel like I lived, and experienced it....

here it is,

It was a bright sunny day, and me and my boyfriend tristen, we're having car troubles. We were in a run down gas station with his car broke down and I even remember the theme colors on the gas staion. Blue and yellow. Tristen told me he was going to find some help, because no one at the gas station was to be seen. We were in a very rural area. Just one intersection and the gas staion was on the corner of it. Both roads didn't seem to of led anywhere. So he just went down the road he saw a house on. He walked to this house, it was maybe a quarter/half mile away. I waited at the gas station for about an hour... I was getting worried at this point and thought I should go find tristen. Not to mention I was alil scared and eerie* and I felt in danger. After about 20 minutes contimplating what to do or just hoping I'd see Tristen walking back. I made the decision to go to the house he was going to.

As I got closer to the house, I saw 8 people out on the front yard, it also had a very long driveway. There were 2 young kids. One little girl about age 6 (I assume) and her brother, which was about age 10. There were 5 grown men sitting on the picnic table in front of the house. The house was a very beaten up trailer. And then... there was "The Man".. this man was the 'leader' or, for better words, the father. He was the authority of that whole group of people. He had a medium sized lumber jack beard with a beaten up dirty T-shirt and highly intoxicated. I appoach the people and I already knew I wasn't going to leave. They all looked at me like a piece of meat. The kids stood back intimidated and worried. I approached The Man and said, "have you seen my boyfriend? Hes has blonde hair, blue eyes.. hes said he was going to come here for help? can I please use your phone to call a tow truck? We're stranded and I don't know where I am. Where am I?" He looks at me with a grin... a disgusting grin. "No," he replies. "You're not going anywhere." Angerly. Once he said that I felt my heart sink to my bum. All my bad feelings/intuitions were going to be right.. I took a step back, looking at him scared for my life. "It's okay little girl, sit down." He said. I slowly sit down. He asks me "So do you have a cell phone?". I did have my phone but the service wouldn't work. I could call 911 If I just got one bar. So I replied, "No.. but I should go look for my boyfriend he's been missing for over 2 hours."and he strikes back, violently standing up from the picnic table "I fucking told you, you little bitch, you aren't going anywhere. Just like your poor poor boyfriend hahaha." At this moment I KNEW I wouldn't be able to leave... I pissed him off... he now just told me what he's was trying to not tell me... that he had my boyfriend and he wasn't okay..I say "please! don't hurt him! please just let us go! we just wanted help! We didn't mean to disrupt you!! I didn't see anything I promise!" The Man replies snickering in immusment, " you really think I'd let you leave bitch." He puches me in the jaw and knocked me out..

now I've been knocked out before and I know what it feels like.. and in this dream I really felt like I was knocked out... it was so surreal.
Anyways, I wake up in this room that had actual car seats surrounding the walls of the room. I saw an old dog that looked like he was on his last leg (about to died soon). The walls looked like there was black mold on them. Black patches all over the walls. The smell is so vivid too, it smelt of dog urine and feces along with visual poop and pee stains. There was baby girl clothes strung out all over the dark green carpet. to my left behind me was a closet... I get up and start frantically searching for Tristen. I got to the closet and moved around so clothes on the floor and I see Tristen huddled up in this secret compartment joining the room next to this one. I tell him "it's okay baby! I'm here! We'll get out of this!! I have my phone!" Tristen looks up at me and says defeated "you shouldn't of came here... he's going to know you have your phone..." I look at him with shock, because he really didn't look happy or relieved to see me, not even in the slightest. He seemed defeated.

Not long after he had told me I "shouldn't of came here", I heard footsteps coming closer, and closer. I quickly went back to were I was last positioned before I woke up and proceeded to pretend like I was still knocked out. The Man walked into the room and said, "hey little girl," in a sweet tone, "get up, I know your awake." At this point I know he's smarter than me... like it was a plan almost... an unexpected plan, A fantasy coming true. So I rise up and he grabs my arms and starts shaking me and screaming things I couldn't understand, because I was so scared all I was thinking about was, I'm going to die here in this room. He let go of me and "collected" himself. Then he got really close to my face and said, "do you have a cell phone?" Tristen, right now, is now outside the closet and he must not be able to move very well cuz I saw him struggling to get up. He wanted him to stop. I replied to The Man, "no... " I look at Tristen and he nods to me, indicating he knows and to give it up.

The Man raises his eyebrow just starred at me like he was thinking of all the sick things he'd do to me... but also saw him getting more and more pissed. I tell The Man "I'm sorry, I'm sorry! Here take it! Please just let us go!" The Man then replied "oohh.. you naughty little girl." In a sexual tone. The Man's face turned to sick and twisted and amused, to straight anger and resentment. I grabs my arm very tightly. I could almost feel my arm bruising. he drags me out to the front yard and in the mean time he ordered one of the men sitting at the picnic table to grab Tristen. The Man said very Angerly, "kids come now!!! Line up!!! We have a liar here!" He lines me and the two kids up side by side while my boyfriend watchs. He grabs a cigar cutter from the bare picnic table and proceeds to go down the line, forcing the kids to stick their finger in the cutter. He didn't cut their finger off.. seemed as if it was a scare tactic. He gets to me and he smiles with such satisfaction, and says "you know what we do to liars in this house?"... I reply, "...n-n-no.."* He grabs my ring finger and shoves it in the cigar cutter and says "well you will now." He cuts my finger off.

I swear to God I've never felt such pain before in my life. I held my nub of a finger and I tried covering up the wound. It was so so sooo surreal, my hand was shaking, and it looked so realistic. He then took us back to that same disgusting room. He threw me to the ground and I just remember shaking and my body's adrenaline, I was in panic. I look at Tristen I tell him, "we are getting out of this place tonight." There was 1 small window. We could fit through it if we tried.. everything was pretty quiet after that. The Night set in and I knew if i didn't do this correctly then I was going to get us killed. The window was nail shut. I though if I could just get those nails out, we could actually do this. I started to wiggle out a nail that wasnt in all the way and once I got it out I used it to take the other ones. Once all the nails were out, I look at tristen, nod, and he knew it was time. I very very verrryyyyy slowly lifted the window up. Less then centemeters at a time. Finally after about 20 minutes I got the window open.. I tell tristen to go first so I know that he is safe..

we made a plan to run as far as we could in the other direction of the house. Tristen makes it out of the window okay and I quickly followed. Everything seemed so real.. I could remember smells, touches, tastes, and vivid voices. We both made it out safe. All I remember is running and running and being so out of breath. then all the suddenly I woke up. Sweating, crying, heart racing* (like just ran a mile) and confused as to where I was.

This dream was long and fantastical and full of insane battles and places, but I am just going to write out the end. I was on a ski hill with Sasha, and we went down the run once. She started humble bragging about how good she was at skiing and how she did all these hipster things. When we went to get on the ski lift, she asked the guy for a boost or something so he let her on the chair way after it had swung around, it made not sense. I had to sprint after it and climb on the thing as it was going up in the air, 007 style. On the way up, I realized all of my buddies were in the chairs ahead and behind us. At the top, we started chilling and getting our shit ready to bomb the hill, when my brother and all his buddies got off too. They were happy to see us and started yelling about some party that was going on up here in a chalet. Apparantly it was the biggest party of the year.

As we arrived, I took stock of my group vs my bros. His crew was the regular boys, Big Bart and the like. I had with me Australian Dan, Arshia, Mert, and Chumbus, the mentally retarded rapper. The guy was extremely down syndrome, but he was a pretty nice guy and we brought him to the party. In the middle of it, he said he got a job working with Mert on films. Crazy. I remember looking at the snap I made of the party, and then checking Big Barts shit, he had a crazy timelapse night club video that had hundreds of likes on instagram already.

Then came a moment when suddenly the rooms were empty. Everyone was gone, and it was just me, Aussie Dan, and Chumbus. The girl at the bar gave me a wicked look. I asked her what happened.

"Everybody moved to a different party. I think it's at Roger Federer's house."

"Oh shit, I had no idea. Where is it?"

"Sorry, it's only 700 people, place is totally full."

"Man, how did I miss it? My friends must have been too drunk and forgotten to tell me."

"Maybe it isn't your friends. Maybe it's you. You aren't invited. Look around you kid."

And that's when it sunk in. It was me, a failed Aussie, a retarded guy, and 3 people who passed out in their own vomit. We were the lowest of the low, to the point were they moved parties just to drop us 3.
That hurt man. In reality, I usually am the guy throwing the parties, but I guess this is how my life could go if I lose all ambition. The last thing I did in the dream was tell Chumbus that he has a to work 10 hours a day 7 days a week if he wants to achieve anything at all in this world, and especially in this industry.

I'm gonna go work extra hard today.

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It was night, pitch black all around. With younger sister we were up a hill behind our house where we were building a shop. We already had one storey done, which we usd to sell stuf. We turned lights off and went back to our house in compete darkness. My sister fainted and I carried her back to house. When we were reaching the entrance, I felt a horrifying presence approaching. Suddenly I got punched in my face. It pained quite bad, despite that it wasn't a strong punch. I knew that it was a ghost that attacked me. I ran with my sister back to my house. I left her in living room and entered my room. Then I saw an enormous orgy.

I was in my bathroom, it was night. There were many towels hanging on a line that was across whole room. I was taking a shower, I turned off water flow and took a towel. I got shivers and felt an evil, ominous presence in the bathroom, staring at me. I wiped myself and left shower cabin, then felt a great danger and almost rushed out of bathroom, but a ghost caught my hand. I couldn't feel anything touching me, but at the same time felt a strong grip on my arm. I struggled to get free but it was stronger than me. Finally it set my hand free and I escaped.

So this dream can seem scary and cruel to other but for me in the dream i could care less since i knew it was a dream but still acted along. Anywhoo, lets begin.

The first thing i remember in my dream was riding in the back seat of my dad's car with my big sister driving and dad in the passenger seat and im guessing it was Friday morning? Because i just got paid and i was heading to the bank before work and i was so happy cause of money! So i went inside the bank and there was a good amount of people, old people, mother's with their kids, adults and such. I stood in line and i was thinking to myself, 'why didnt i go through the ATM? I guess i dont have my debit card.' I didnt really care i was in a good mood. "Hey Alma!" I heard, i looked around to see my friend from high school Angel, he's a short guy, glasses, i knew him since 1st grade. I smiled, "Angel! Whats up!?" I said.
We stood there while wating in line to talk and catch up. Then we heard gun shots, everyone started to scream and panic. "Shut up!" A man with a mask said. He held the gun in the air, then started to point around at everyone, "Everyone on their asses NOW!" He yelled. We all did as we were told, everyone was scared and shaking but i wasnt, i knew that this was a dream and it isn't real, i usually act along but this time i sat criss crossed on the floor with the most bored looking face ever. I was kinda thinking to myself, 'This asshole had to show up while im here, the day i got paid, ugh im annoyed.'
I heard alot of honking and it was my sister and dad in the car, "Close those blinds!" The man yelled at a boy, the boy around his young teens got up and started to close the blinds, i looked my sister and dad and carefully signed(i made my family learn sign language) "Hostage Takeover", and "Get Help". They looked terrified for my life. But they understood, they quickly drove away. The young boy was having trouble closing the blind because he was too short to reach. The man was getting annoyed, "Hurry the hell up, you little f*cker!" He yelled as he shot at the boy's feet. The boy started to cry, the man was about to hit him.
"Stop it. If you where smart you should have known hes too short to reach!" I said while standing up. "Alma shut up!" My friend Angel whispered. The man turned to me, "What did you say bitch?" He asked. 'Ah shit, i had to open my mouth, dont care about the other people its a dream!' I thought to myself. "I mean i will close the blinds for him." I muttered. I made the boy sit down and i closed the blinds for him, i walked back to my spot and sat down again.
The guy came up to me and i looked him in the eyes, "Yes?" I said. 'Screw it, im annoyed.' I thought. He pointed the gun at me, and everyone gasped. "You got a smart mouth dont cha?" He continued, "Ima teach you a lesson." I smiled. "Go ahead and try." I muttered. He brought up the gun to hit me but i dodged it and head butted him in the nose, he dropped the gun and staggered back he was holding his bleeding nose, he saw the blood on his hands and glared at me, "I'm going to kill you!" He yelles and he charged forward, i used his strength against him and flip him over my shoulder. He fell to the floor with a loud thud and i ran to the gun and picked it up, i pointed it to the guy, "Now your going to stay there while we all leave." I said sternly. He was laughing and i was confused until someone hit me on the back of the head. I fell to the floor and the gun slipped from my hands, "Really bro? Getting beat up by this little girl? Boss gonna be mad." I heard the guy who hit me say.
I tried to get up but he stepped on my back restraining me. "I sgould have known you had little friends." I said to the bleeding nose guy who now got up and took back his gun. "Nah he doesnt work for me." He said smiling as he used this opportunity to kick me on my side. "And thats for my nose." He finished. I laughed loud, "awh still mad about that? I did you a favor, it probably looks better now." I said. He growled and kicked me again and again.
"Enough." I heard another voice say. I didnt look up but the two guys seem to know this person. "Boss, your here! We already got the money." One of the guys said. "Good, now stand her up." The boss guy said. "Her? Shes nobody, just a brat," the guy with the bleeding nose said as he stepped on my head. "A brat who put you on your ass, now stand. Her. Up." The boss said in a more stern voice. The two guys lifted me and i pushed them off, "Dont touch me." I yelled. The boss guy walked slowly towards me. Now that i actually got a good look at him, he wasnt wearing a mask like the other two but a suit? 'Who wears a suit to a bank heist?' I asked myself that while chuckling to myself. "Your laughing?" The boss guy said. I quickly stop laughing. "Your not afraid?" He asked. "Who the hell would be afraid of you?" I spat. He smiled. "Im going to take you as well." He simply stated. "What? Boss no!" The guy with the bloody nose said. The boss guy sighed, and swiftly took out his gun and shot the bleeding nose guy in the head, with out even looking. I gasped and looked away.(i always hated gore in my dreams) The boss guy looked at me a smiled big, "oh? Your scared of killing? But not of your own death? Well dont worry about that, you'll get over it, the first one is always the hardest." He said as he stood in front of me. I tried not to feel threaten but damn his eyes stared into your soul. "What do you mean?" I said. He didnt awnser me just smiled and snapped his fingers, then out of no where more men in masks showed up. "We're doing "that" again, get it ready." I heard the boss guy say to one of his men. Then in sync all the men started moving, some where forcing the people into the empty bank vault then some came for me, i painced as i felt one of the men grab my arm forcefully, "let me go!" I yelled as i used all my strength to fight, i punched and kicked but these men where more stronger then the other guy. I could only fight off two men before they pinned me down against a chair, they tied my arms and legs to the chair, i struggled to get out but i couldnt. "It had to be one of those dreams where I can' use my powers." I muttered. They beought me to the vault where the other hostages were.(it was kinda funny cause they just lifted the chair to take me to the vault and i felt like i was at a jewish party) The vault was pretty large, kinda long too, the people were all gathered at the back of the vault and i was set down on the other end of the vault opposite of the people. The boss guys men stood all around us pointing the gun at the people and me, at this point everyone was crying and afraid, i felt bad for them. I was lost in thought until the boss guy clappes loud. "Now! We are going to play a game!" He said to me. "A game called, suffer or end it." I was confused, I didn't understand what he was talking about. I guess he saw my face so he continued, He gestured to his men, and one of his men brought out a man from the crowd, he made the man stand a few feet in front of me. "Okay so heres the deal," the boss guy said, "Your going to kill him." He simply said with a grin. My eyes widen and then my head went back with a laugh, "And what makes you think im going to listen to you?" I said. The boss guy stared at me for a bit then grabbed my face forcefully and looked me in the eyes, "Because, if you dont, I'll torture his life and he'll die a slow and agonizing death, and if you dont want that," he continued as he put the gun on my lap. "Kill him." I looked at the man, he looked terrified but yet he was trying to be strong. I looked away quick, "I won't kill him!" I yelled. I heard the boss guy snicker, he walked up the man and quickly shoved his pocket knife into the mans thigh. He yelled a yell that made me flinch, my head hanged down as i heard yells from the man. "What are you doing?! Just kill me!!" He yelled at me, i just kept shaking my head, "I won't! I cant!" I yelled back. I kept hearing the boss guy laugh, after a bit i stop hearing the man yell. 'Finally its over' i thought to my self. But then i heard a old lady cry, i looked up quickly to see an elderly lady standing where the man stood. "Sweetie, its okay to kill me, i understand, please." She said. I started to cry and shake my head, "no, i cant please, dont make me!" I whispered. I looked away, but then the boss guy grabbed my head and made me look as his men torturing the old lady. "Stop! Please!" I yelled and i try to get out of his hands. "Take it all in, let it sink that its your fault these people are suffering." This went on for a while, hearing the screams and pains from each person, there was only about 5 or 6 people left before one of his men dragged out my friend from the remaining people. They stood him in front of me. And once again the boss guy whispered in my ear, "Kill him, end his suffering before it begins, you'll be doing a good deed." He said. I didnt want to hear any more screams, this felt so real and i just wanted it all to stop. Before my friend was about to be hurt, i said, "ill kill him, just please stop" the boss guy untied me from the chair and i slowly picked up the gun that was laying on my lap. I stood up and aimed the gun at my friend, he was crying, "please just hurry up and do it, its okay, ill forgive you." He said. My hands were shaking i felt scared but yet i didnt care, i remember that this was just a dream, "im sorry" i whispered as i pulled the trigger. My friend's lifeless body fell to the floor in a loud thud. The boss guy was laughing, "great! Now kill the rest of them!" He yelled. I quickly walked over to the remaining people and pulled the trigger one after another. I remember seeing thier faces of sadness but forgiveness. I drop the gun after finishing off the people and i fell to my knees, i was crying, alot. The boss guy came up to me and i looked at him, "I killed people! Im a murderer!" I yelled at him. He sighed, "Yes my dear, you are, you cant go back to your old life, your a killer and everyone will hate you, you'll be put in jail, your family will never want to see you, you'll be alone." He finished. I shook my head, "No please! It wasnt my fault!" I yelled at no one in particular. "But you dont have to be alone." He continued, i looked at him. "Come with me, ill protect you, ill give you all the love and company you need." He said with a sincere smile. I was kinda dumfounded, "i wont be alone?" I mumbled. The boss guy crouched down to my level and looked me in the eyes, "Thats right, be mine and you'll never need anything else." He said. I felt like I was blushing but I wasn't sure, i was thinking to my self, 'If i dont go with him ill be put in jail, everyone will hate me because ive killed people' I let my head hang down. "I'll go..." I whispered. "Im sorry darling i couldnt hear that." The boss guy said. I looked at him in the eyes, "Please take me with you!" I said. He gave me a big smile and laughed. "Yes! Finally, it worked!" He said happily. "Boys were done here, lets go" he stood me up and brought me close to him, "This is Alma and NO ONE is allowed to touch her, she belongs to me!" He yelled at his men. I for sure know that i was blushing then. After that his men distracted the cops and we got away, i think time passed and we were in a dark van and it was night driving somewhere, i remember sitting next to the boss guy with his arm over my shoulder, he was asleep. There was another guy sitting in front of us, he looked like the right hand man to the boss guy that I always see in movies. "You know im surprise you made it, the boss never picks out a girl." The guy said quietly. I looked at him, "what do you mean?" I asked. He smiled, "Every heist we do, the boss chooses a new member, usually a guy and does what he did to you." He finished. I thought for a bit, "He made them kill people like how i did?" I asked. The guy nodded, "yea, he does that and if they dont kill them self before its over then they become the new member as one of his men." He continued, "But he's never chose a girl before, well one time but she shot herself, she was weak, guess you got his attention." He finished. "W-will he kill me like he killed one of his men?" I struggled to ask. "Dont know, right now your like a pet, just dont get on his bad side." He said. I didnt say anything i just turned to look outside the window, looks like were driving over water? Wasnt sure, i was kinda mumbling to myself. "I kill people... And i dont even feel bad anymore...dont care about my old life..." Then i started laughing, i laughed so hard that the boss guy woke up, "why are you laughing?" He asked. I turned to him, "I killed people! And i don't care!" I said whiling laughing, "im crazy right? I've gone insane!" I finished. The boss guy grinned, "yes you are, and its okay! Embrace the madness!" He said. He suddenly hugged me tight, i was trying not to blush but i don't know if I was or not. "Your mine and only mine right?" He whispered. The one thing i said before waking up was, "Yes!" While we both laughed. Then i woke up.

Well this dream was a nightmare? But also a romance? Im not sure, i went along with it, i forgot it was a dream at times because it felt so real but whatever, i guess it was fun? Idk i have a bit of maddness in me lol well if you have any questions, please feel free to ask me. Until next dream~

I began this dream in the process of playing a video game. It was Smash Brothers and the image was mostly white with some people on a stage there. I was fighting and then something happened to when I was now back at the PS menu. I'm looking through files and I find on in the My pictures that was not there before. It had no name on it and was compressed. I opened it and this is what I saw. It was a black and white movie that looked to be from the 80s. It displayed an already dead mouse which had been cut up into different parts and who ever it was, was cutting bits of bone out. I can only see the persons hands but they were cutting and separating the bones out of the mouse and putting them in a pile off to the opposite side of the screen. I wake up but it was for a brief amount of time and this is where the HI took over. I watched it for a bit then turned it off and told my Mega buddies about it. Mega Voyager and Engine-o was there and I began to explain to them what I had found. I don't know where this came from but there is something on my ps3 that is disturbing about a mouse. Once I said that, Engine-o took the PS3 and in the process dropped it, busting open a side panel. Inside was an SD card stuck inside of what looks to be a homemade slot that was not supposed to be there. Mega Voyager took me away from the screen and while he was doing that, Speedor (who is part of Engine-o) began to look through my console. Even though I couldn't see it, the dream still allowed me to see what was going on. There was a hidden file tucked away inside of the images folder and when Speedor opened it, the view turned back to me and the TV was now behind me and I was standing in front of it. Speedor's eyes got wide and BeeBee (Bear RV) began to cry and cowar under Speeder and Buson, Buson was livid. From their expression I began to get scared. Something horrible is on the TV behind me, isn't it. I said to Engine-o. He didn't say anything, he just stood there, staring at the image behind me. I turned to look at it and immediately Engine-o grabbed me before I can look and carried me out room and as we did that he shouted to Mega-V Burn that card. We are now in the living room that was darker but had the kitchen light on and boy was Bee Bee terrified. She was crying and Speedor was trying hard to comfort her and so was Buson. I told them not to be scared, it was just a stupid mouse. I didn't know where it came from or how it got onto my console. I just wanted to tell you guys what I have seen since it was seemingly no big deal. Once they got BeeBee calm Speedor Explained to me what he saw. What I saw was no mouse at all. I was very confused and shrugged as he continued to explain. What I just saw, was a mutilated corpse of a human child. Now I was terrified. There were hundreds more files on there but that one was horrible. All this time I had been sleeping in that room with the game these things were there? What really got to me about this dream was the fact that I was standing in front of what I thought was harmless but something like that was behind me, and to top it off was the PS3 I had was Used, meaning that it could have been owned by a serial killer. Speedor then states. There is no telling what that game console came from but we need to get rid of it and now. I turned to speedor. I had this for three years, there is no use acting upon it now. Speedor shook he head angrily and then Buson spoke. That thing is coming up out of there and we'll get you a new one, who know what other vile things may show up. I'm just glad that all you seen was a mouse. Engine-o felt that I was now scared of my PS3 and he held me. I'm sorry, but I felt you needed to know about it. Since it has been right under our noses all this time. It was just by the grace of God that you didn't find the main bulk of the files. Had we not known about it, I'm quite sure those files would have shown up not just on your game but on your computer as well...We need to get that thing out of here. Beebee agree but can still tell that she was still afraid because I can feel her shaking but I knew she was glad to be in the middle of Speedor and Buson. I heard a loud sound coming from in my room. Engine-o and I both ran back only to see that Mega Voyager standing in front of the SD card. The SD card was on the floor, burned and broken up into three pieces. The PS3 was fine, still hooked and on the menu screen.


Chained dream

It is now daytime and I'm in a huge place. It was lacy, white curtains and robots there. I had done something and was getting chased by one of the robots. They were big in size and white with black colored joints. I heard him make a robotic whir sound as he tried to grab me but I ran up stairs and then asked what the heck I do to get into trouble. He tells me something and I apologize about it. He accepts at and stops chasing me. After that I ended up going downstairs in the basement for some reason and the robot followed me. No one had been down there for years but it still had things like heat and lights there. There was also a table there and in red spray painted or blood letters across the table was something threatening. For some reason that made me think of the last dream I was in with those crazy images. The feeling from the last dream was coming back and no sooner that happened I ended up outside, flying around in someones back yard. Now I'm lucid and just start playing around with how high I can go but being careful not to fly too high into space.