nightmare

I was walking through a school. A campus, like college. I was walking through an auditorium kind of room, no bleachers, just a big room. They were playing some game. Someone called out to me, but I didn't really acknowledge them. I turned around and left after walking across the room. I knew a lady was following me to tell me something. She eventually caught up to me and talked to me about it. Then I was trying to change the back story of some characters in a pen and paper RPG in a modern setting. I wanted them to be able to know each other, so I decided that they all worked on the same military base. Then I went back to the auditorium, and saw an unnaturally tall human-looking guy. He was clearly a monster of some kind, but he was dressed a military officer. I didn't talk to that thing, but I left and pretty soon I was running to jump on a truck with some other people. Then we were being chased by a group of this almost vampire-like army. We were pretty much screwed, then I woke up.

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There was a road trip of some kind, Florida or something. I think we had a trailer. But the main part was a guy who was trying to load his trailer, but he was getting mad and throwing stuff around. You could tell it would all just fall over the way he was doing it. I offered to help him, and was being careful and making thing stack properly. Then he got bored and wanted to leave. I told him that he would have to pay me if he was going to leave, so we decided to go get something to eat and take a break. We were deciding what to drink, I had bananas and 7-Up, which sounded fine in the dream for some reason.

3:44 - About 4 hours of sleep.

I dreamt with a very vivid storm happening in house of María Olguín, the house i currently slept in. My older sister was there, i had some arguments about her smoking in the house and then she put music, which i tend not to like (it was night, so i disagreed even more). I was in the bedroom, and i saw that rain was coming down from the window and soon it would fill the entire room and beds would float, although there was a drain in the middle of the room. In order to prevent that i went outside to clear the gutters from leaves. I go outside to climb the stairs to the terrace, and i find myself stuck in the middle of the stairs because i saw winds coming from the east. Also i saw a tornado like a block away, north, and about 15 meters to my left, so i thought it might destroy our house or it might just pass by, any of those choices could happen. Since it was a huge storm coming from the east, and a lot of wind i thought to go back inside, there was no way i could clear the gutters. I wanted to go back, but the wind was so strong that i couldn't walk too much, or else i would fly away. I saw paper flying away, and hitting me. I knew i was about going to die. I actually thought about it when my sister went outside to smoke because of my complaints, she said that a huge storm was coming. A huge storm only meant a "cosmical storm" (dream sign, like a storm where the universe ends, something like a big crunch). So i knew i was just a couple of minutes of dying. I wasn't agitated, but ... i was aware that not only i would loose my house, the whole city would be destroyed, but my sister would die, and i would loose my body and of course all the memories and "knowledge" gathered in this lifetime. I thought at that moment of remaining conscious, alert, mindful. I heard a classmate from highschool, apparently he lived next door in the building, that he already started flying. The tornado approached and was going to hit the house, not passing by. It was big, bigger than i thought it was. Even if it was small, if i went in there i wouldn't come out alive (unless i realized it was a dream and could fly away). The papers flied towards the earthy tornado and the winds and rains from the east merged with it. Finally the water from the east arrived home, and destroyed everything, including me. It was like a tsunami, although it came out of the rain. I remained in the same position, wasn't carried away by the water, but the house was immersed by the water. I had the eyes closed so i didn't know if i was dead or alive. But i could sense that apart from water the whole house was debris and it mixed with the water, which gave it a brown tone. I thought "is this dying?", and i didn't know if i was dead yet. But even still, if i wasn't dead i would be because i would drown. So i took a breath in on purpose, because i thought it would be better to do it and remain mindful of the process, instead of running out of oxygen and then desperating because i can't breathe. I didn't breathe in water... so i don't know... but i thought that it was already over, and also that i could go anywhere with my mind. Having no interest to explore i woke up.

I checked the time, saw my cat sleeping on the couch next to me, that tranquilized me a bit. Then i wrote the dream on my cellphone. Then i got up, went to bathroom, looked for water, and got back to bed thinking perhaps about wilding.

At 7:20 i woke up again having had a lucid dream.

I was in my bedroom. I don't remember very well how it happened, but i questioned if it could be a lucid dream. I took some time to do a reality check, like i would take while waking, and i looked at my hand while pressing the left middle finger through the palm of the right hand. I saw my hand with something like a white glow, but actually imperceptible. Then i saw the finger pushing through and making a black hole in the palm of the hand. I said to myself, oh wow, yes it is a dream! I just did the reality check just as routine, convinced that the dream was reality, and when i found out it was a dream still i was lucid but still the dream didn't feel like it was a dream (but i wouldn't be fooled). Anyways i did the reality check before the dream collapsed, and after i got lucid the dream collapsed and i woke up. But even when i woke up i thought that it could not be so, because it could be a false awakening. So i checked my surroundings. I had woken up where i was lying, and everything was the same, the lights were a bit brigth enough to see but dark to know it's still night. Damn i thought, i truly awake. I think the sign that made me think i was awake was that i felt the body heavy. But... it actually was a false awakening, and i didn't do a reality check, even though i could have. Then when i really awoke i found out.

Then at 9:30 i dreamt had another dream, which wasn't short.

I dreamt about being in a kiosk. It was night, and i was dressed as hippie, like coming out of my apartment with whatever clothes just to but something and go back. I wanted to buy a chocolate, but the young lady said she didn't have. Then i asked for an alfajor, "Grandote, triple". I think she didn't have that either. There were other 2 people buying but i didn't pay attention to them. They were going to clubs probably. Then the lady told me that i should stay there, that i violated some things because of the chocolate (i wasn't supposed to eat chocolate or something like that). I didn't resist, nor tried to escape like i could have done, i remained calm and let the situation unfold. I knew i had power over myself. The man grabbed some handcuffs and he put them in my hands and in my anckles, and they were linked by a chain. Then he entered me in the kiosk, and guided me to the back, where he and she had a laboratory (a pharmaceutical laboratory). Then he opens the high security door and i get in. Inside there was like a pit and many ... characters there who were there to fight, but weren't agressive. Like gladiators. Although i don't like to kill, and i would refrain from doing it, at first i just didn't control myself, and just defended myself being the first and fastest attacker. Then when there were like 5 left, some of the toughest ones i thought that what i was doing wasn't right, so i stopped. (I was using like energy out of my hands, and that made the DC dissapear). The remaining characters weren't agressive, they knew that i still was powerful and could defend myself, but also knew i wouldn't, but even so they didn't attacked me because they were also kind of surprised, and they did more or less the same. I decided that it was time to go out, and i went out.
I got out to the streets and it was dawning. I was in Cordoba, in street caceres de allende, or actually the following street (which i don't know), and reaching Bv San Juan. In a shop there were some matrix agents. I was aware of them, but wasn't bothered by them, they were just some other dream characters. I sensed that in Bv San Juan there was going some kidnapping going on, so i went there, and tried to save the girl/girls being kidnapped. Then i woke up.

Well, I started this dream inside a dark room. It was very unstable to begin with. I got the feeling that I was dreaming, performed the breathing through the nose RC and that confirmed it. I decided to try looking at my hands at this point, because I had always read about doing this in dreams but never actually done it myself. To my surprise, they were translucent- moving about like made of some silvery blue gas, sort of ghostly looking. I wonder if this is what "astral" hands look like? I have never looked at myself in a dream before...

Well, that did make the dream more stable. I jumped out the window that I saw to my right, and began flying outside, where it was daytime- the dark room makes no sense to be honest. I was observing all the houses and trees in a town that seemed familiar to me in a way I couldn't quite place.

Until I found a large, strange house. Several stories tall but the top half was a spire, or tower, the lower half was a larger, wide house. It had stained glass windows and a double bed lying outside it, which was covered in some sort of net.

I went inside the house and immediately felt that it was abandoned. Something felt wrong. I walked forward, and found nothing of interest until I opened a door and beyond it, found a dog's food bowl... And much further away, at the end of the rather long room, lay a dog, which appeared to be made of stone. It was staring right at me.

The freaky part is, in hindsight, it looked like a statue of a dog. But at the time I thought it was long-dead, abandoned by its owners. I exited this room and closed the door immediately. I felt uneasy.

I found the staircase which went up the tower. The higher I went, the more uneasy and uncormfortable I felt. I had a growing fear that something was in here with me.

The first room i went past was, bizarrely, a bathroom. I did not linger and climbed further, but right before i turned another corner round the staircase (which was like a rectangle from a birds eye view), I was gripped by an intense dread. I was terrified. I did not want to go around that corner or be here anymore, and I woke myself up.

I would like to note that I have never felt fear in a lucid dream in my life before, that I can recall. And I woke up from this feeling disturbed. I definitely don't wish to revisit this dream.

i had a dream and when i woke up i started typing this so that i cant forget and I dont know what it means..sorry for my bad english
Im in somewhat old/modern place (i dont really know but i saw some buildings made of stone / bricks) then a giant wave(tsunami?)started to appear eating the people...there are so many people and they are trying to run then I saw myself with my friends going to a forest but I think it is in the mountain we go there thinking it is a safe place then my dream shift to a big boat a ship then a light glowing on the sea appeared then a woman suddenly tyring to touch it but it cant be touch my mind telling me that it is dangerous then my dream shift back to where my friends and me in the mountain then the ground shaked for about 5-10 seconds then i was giving warning to my one of my friend but she keeps ignoring me then she trip and fall in water (bukal-from mountain) and I dont know if she survived but I her going down at deep..then after that someone or maybe god announce that "the one who ses the truth will come to this place"the people who heard it started running I started running to then i saw familiar face it is an artist(actor)so i followed him then i saw the place it is like a park and it has a fountain then after arriving at that place so many people gathered then I saw my family but one of the member of my family died and i was crying then people started to shout and scream that the wave is coming again and then I woke up crying...


I just want to know what this dream means.

Elderly couple own a castle, which they market as a resort of some kind. Have a general unpleasent air and look downright decrepid. They die and wind up in a void, filled with floating bits of land, as well as an upside down 1920s style car with a street light hanging from the bottom of it. They navigate this tiny unfinished world and discover at the end their graves. Come to a realisation that this is their final resting place , but it was discarded by the creator. Due to this, if they can "survive" (no idea what from, an infinite drop, maybe?), they wil eventually "drift" back into their mortal bodies.

Before they do, a voice from the void describes their adoption of a little girl as a "sham". My dream self (sometimes an observer, sometimes the oldman) considers to be a euphamism for a far worse fate they had in store for the girl. No specifics are given but it implies abuse cruelty. They eventually return to the normal world, only to almost immediately go back to the grave world, which now has a different layout of its mini landmasses. They begin the brief journey again.

Very chilling and eerie dream. The old couple resemble a realistic depiction of Victor's parents from Corpse Bride with a few more years on them.

D1 - Staying in a vast room, it is the size of a warehouse with very heigh ceiling. The space is filled with mattresses, like minecraft blocks. I am most appropriately sleeping there.
I cannot get off to sleep however as there is a fox roaming about, also possibly some other creatures.
I decide I need to pee and get up and start climbing the mattresses to the other side, near the way in where I know there are some washing facilities.
Only trouble is when I get to the other side of the hill of mattresses I find a sharp slope, and I slip slide helplessly to a massive gap. A drop so far down , probably the equivalent of about five floors up but due to the fear invoked seems like bottomless.
I fall and fall and fall, I feel to my certain death. However my fall is broken by a metal grid to one side.
My leg is mashed and cut by the collision but my descent is slowed and I land in a crumpled heap unconscious.

WBTB

D2 - I am in a desert and am deciding what character I should be. I decide on a guy who is unshaven and wears a kind of a poncho, he is skilled in martial arts. I also need to collect a selection of people for my group. This process goes on and on as I make different selections.

D3 - I wake up in a sunny bedroom, the bedroom is shared with many children but is empty now. I move to the breakfast room, which has a massive (again lol) wooden table, filled with breakfast plates and bowls and loads of bacon and eggs and other foods. Only one child is there, she has blonde hair and wants me to eat but I am not hungry, in fact I feel nausea.
Outside in the garden, my father has a giant swimming pool and is filling it with water. In the dream my phobia of not being able to turn off water returns and I spend much time worried about this.

I thought my phobia had disappeared or weakened but it seems I may have somehow suppressed it?? Is that even possible with a phobia.

I'm in a long hallway with Gandalf from Lord of the Rings and someone else. The dark silhouette of Sauron is approaching in his fiery aura and he intends to hurt us or something- I ask Gandalf what he recommends we should do. Gandalf recommends to me that we should take a knee so as to not piss Sauron off any more than he already is (a bit ironic considering he criticized Saruman for saying pretty much the same thing xD). I'm stubborn so when Sauron is finally standing before us I try and attack him so that he is focused on me and not on the others. This doesn't go so well- I feel lots of imagined mental pain, and this is enough to wake me up.

I was playing SCP: Containment Breach one day on a fresh new save. I was trying out this new mod that made the game more gruesome and terrifying. I was in my cell, immediately noticing the extended height of the ceiling and the lump of moldy flesh on the sink and the toilet. Almost immediate, the door opens. The guard doesn't say anything, so I just leave the cell anyways. "tomorrow is vacant," the guard said. "and today, everything is wrong". All of a sudden, everything starts to bloom and glow so much that i can barely make out my surroundings. The background music stops entirely. all the while, I hear this weird metal grinding sweep noise as I fall face-up onto the ground.

It is stated, re-writing dreams to another format may help with dream recall.
So, to start off this journal with.

12th of Feb, 2012

Boy, was I an obnoxious fellow back then.

My first dream recorded in journal was lucid. The second dream was common, and I'll write of both, since they have happened in one night.

1st lucid dream.
Rocket party

I am present on some luxurious party, with tuxedos, champagne, golden drapery and such, Gatsby style. The party was going on inside. Suddenly, I realised I'm in a dream. Why? I guess I just felt it. I became excited and started rubbing hands with each other. to stabilize the environment. I went outside through the coatroom and wished so there would be a beach shore. I pushed the door and there it was, sand and sea.

After walking there a bit I spawned a rocket with an intent to fly it. I hugged the rocket and turned it on by a demand. I don't remember the physical sensations, then the rocket took me to some village during winter. It wasnt't cold. I jumped off the rocket and felt my grasp on dream loosen. I took measures against it, but I fell in a grey fog nevertheless.

Subjective ratings:
Physical sensations - none
Lucidity level - 10% to 20%
Audial sensations - partial

Common dreams here and further
Troll invasion

I was on a shore I don't recognize, sorta mediterranean. I had few other kids with me. We went home by the shore. Then we noticed giants walking across, they were fat and skin of a green colour covered theirs.

*Jump-cut*

We're at home, which seems to be my former school, particularly it's entrance hallway. I'm changing shoes. There's a hammer near me and a broken lego piece. I 'knew' what if I were to smash the lego piece with a hammer I could obtain some power. So I did. And when I done it, I reappeared directly a floor above my last location. Old master spoke something, something was bad and I should be sorry for it. When I looked out of the window, I saw trolls heading towards the entrance. This concludes it.

6th of June, 2014
Dragon assault

I went to hunt a dragon with some soup-like substance to lure him. I left it in bushes, close to forest. It was sunny, not a cloud. The dragon came and started munching away, I tried to sneak in from behind, but he noticed me before I could land a strike. He turned to me, but I didn't like the way he looked, some unholy abomination with snout like pacman or something? I rewinded my dream back to the point when I set a lure in there.

Then came another dragon, a fine looking beast this time. I sneaked in and jammed a makeshift spear into his rear. The dragon was enraged and exhaled fire all over me. To my displeasure I noticed a lack of weapon in my hand (I left it back there), but I took another spear conveniently laying nearby and fought the beast. Dragon made haste to neaby forest, there lay an entrance to some goblin cave (which, I suspect, was a dwarf minesite before) and I continued to fight him there. It was very dark and only flames the dragon emitted illuminated the shafts. Dragon kept me low on health (suddenly skyrim ui turned on), so I constantly switched to inventory and gulped down health potions. This concludes it.

27th of Aug, 2014
Freezing howl

I walked my way up a ice-covered road. The road actually went at a very sharp degree, higher and higher. I pulled with me a log with spikes (branches?) covering it. I've also seen the other man carrying down a big log with some weird construction on it, it kept sliding to a side. Car appeared on scene, and speeded onto him. His log slided and hit it in the left side, knocking it in the air in slow-mo fashion. I've noticed splatters of blood on its hood. I made haste onwards, couldn't keep balance (must've walked on the edge of road) and fell down into snow, from somewhere-somewhere 12 storeys high.

I've landed somewhere in a deep forest. Sight of wolves seemed through the black trees. I hurried there where my eyes looked, and found a burning village. It was infernal, fire was at its peak. I thught I could find some help, but there seemed to be not a soul around. Wolves' howl kept getting closer. That concludes it.

That's about it for now. I'll get down some more in a few days.

I've had numerous reoccurring dreams over the past decades. I tend to hold onto what some may consider nightmares. But I have made efforts to try and retain that information by sharing with personal friends. Many of them have heard my ramblings of the Black House and the more recent above ground cemetery of the dead. I have met and talked to a few family members who have passed and passed their messages onto other members in which the message made some sense to them. I'd like to note the martial arts guy whom I've seen there. He's goofy and a prankster. No one comes to visit him though. He seems to appreciate me noticing him.
Other projects that I need to write about include a breathing church and a couple other hellions that are products of torment. Not to spill all the beans at once, I want to explore these places further and more importantly record what I find.
Lastly, I'll make note of the Fields. I'm sure that it's not the actual name of the place but more so a name to reference that vision in my life. While the fields doesn't seem to be a reoccurring dream/nightmare (thank God), but it is an experience that I had when I was extremely sick and delusional. My belief is that I had died for a short period of time. So, the fields is that special place in Hell for some.
Again, this is me putting the mind to paper. Not expanding on this now but pushing out important topic that need covered.

This is a dream that I just woke up from. This dream was absolutely, by far the most terrifying dream that I have ever had, in my life.

I was an orphan, who had went to an orphanage. There were about four other kids there, and we were all taken care of by a kindly man and their wife. There, I felt welcome, for a while. These kids who had also lost their ways were incredibly nice, and so were the adults. The food was good too.

It was about the second night when it happened. Me and the other kids were roughing around at night, when one of them fell asleep under the covers. I saw their lump move. It sped up, heading for the edge of the bed, where the sheets flapped. I pulled up the covers. There I saw only his clothes remained. I panicked, telling the other children and the adults. They seemed to have forgotten who this kid was. I was forgetting too. The adults said they would look into it in the morning, and it would be best to sleep for now.

So I fell asleep. A demon, whose appearance I can only describe as the conglomeration of all the hideous monsters ever to present itself to me in a nightmare. It spoke quickly, but with presence. "You're next."

I wake up. To be honest, I'm not looking forward to going back to sleep tonight, even if all of that was just some silly dream. That might've been the scariest dream that I've ever had, and I was just forced out of that otherwise pleasant world.

I remember seeing our old cats (long dead by now). Specifically "Lotje". I was happy to see her, and petted her.

One dream got a little creepy. Never a nightmare, but unsettling enough to make me wake up. Awake, I felt very paranoid for a while and had to close the bathroom door because I couldn't help but think of suddenly seeing a creepy entity there.

Another fragment, sorry! I remember the false awakening but nothing about the first part.

I was at work and trying to troubleshoot. My phone was on and I couldn't stop my damn Pandora (I was listening to it while falling asleep) and the customer was getting mad because they couldn't hear me over my phone. I finally got it off and I don't really know how or what happened after that.

False Awakening: I was in my bed lying on my side, how I'd fallen asleep. I knew there was someone/something in the ground but I couldn't look and see. I figured sensing this is what had woken me up and I was panicking. I was already awake; how was I going to handle someone attacking me?!

Sherlock was trying to jump down but his claw was stuck on my shirt. He was getting vicious and aggressive with me. I finally wrestled him free but he wouldn't jump down because there was someone/something there. I was trying to shove him off because he was hurting me and scaring me. Something about my friend Devin's Facebook? I had this like... moment where I was begging that this wasn't real because I was so scared, and I squeezed my eyes shut. I forced them open and woke myself up.

I recall being with a bunch of people (funny how I'm so often near people in dreams, but most of my days IRL are spent in complete solitude) in a school. At some point, there's a guy who loses his shit (a teacher pissed him off?) and violently throws a glass bottle onto the ground, shattering it into a million pieces. I admired him for "sticking it to the man" and tried to express my admiration, but he was pissed and ignored me. I think he bumped into me as he walked away.

Later, we're sitting at a table together. We were teamed up for some reason. Suddenly, unprovoked (we weren't even speaking), he got mad again and shattered another bottle on the table. He silently threatened me with the sharp, broken bottle he's still holding. Then he got up and left. This time, I got furious with indignation. I made quite a scene, trying to get someone to listen to me, and acknowledge what that guy just did. I said I could have been killed, but no one listen or took me seriously. I talked to some authority figure, who dismissed my claims and even implied I was a hypocrite and had done something similar myself. I denied it, as I could not remember doing such a thing. This accusation me even more furious, borderline hysterical actually. The feeling of powerlessness, of being mocked by everybody, I just couldn't handle it. I yelled that I was going to the cops. I saw my former boss arrive at his office on his "shift". He noticed the drama, but ignored it and went into his office. I think I tried calling the cops earlier during my meltdown, but couldn't do it. I was just too pissed to properly use my smartphone...

(This may seem exaggerated, but most of this is actually true from what I recall)

I was on my computer, playing a videogame, presumably Overwatch by the characters. I was regularly playing as Winston until I faded into a classroom. Confused, I looked around to see it had a 1800 type setting, with girls in bonnets and boys with fancy hair. My teacher wore moccasins and a Mozart wig. He was teaching us math when he looked at me and said, "Jack, please tell me what I just said, because it seems you weren't listening." I literally confusingly replied "52." He disagreed and nodded his head to the side in disappointment as he pulled out a rusty radio and pushed a button, when the radio said "53 is the correct answer to this question." Unfortunately, my curiosity on why he had such technology in a classic era lead to me appearing in an asylum-like setting. From my memories, I was a janitor sweeping blood off of the marble floor. I started hearing odd noises, giggles and whines, as I looked to my side to see a hallway. I slowly walked up to it when a doll popped out and looked me dead in the eyes. It screamed and jiggled its body rapidly and I just stood there petrified. I couldn't take anymore of it, as I commited suicide in the dream by jumping off of the balcony of the mental asylum. One last memory I have is standing in the middle of a war; an intergalactic one. UFOs, Star Destroyers, and spaceships flew around shooting at each other. I had a gun in my hand, and at this point, I completely realized that this was all a dream. However, I was too lazy to just continue the dream, since I was still kind of traumitized from the segment before. So I did what I could and shot a couple of people, until I put the rifle to my head and shot myself. My dream ended abruptly and I woke up confused, but just went back to sleep.