nightmare

It was an evening. I was in my backyard, through the window I could see the light turned on in the kitchen. There was a piano in the middle of my backyard. With brother's pals we were playing random tunes. When it got to my turn, I was playing a funeral march and then other random songs. I wanted to play something I made up, but it played something entirely different and random. The piano changed colour's and floated in the air. I turned back from it and saw a cat attack a small chicken. It escaped and ran to my mother, who was just passing by. It made crying noises, I wanted to help it and came closer. Then, the chicken exploded with a puff of blood, which hit my face. I came back inside, thinking "I could die in my sleep due to ulcers..."

OK, so I Had this Disturbing Dream last week about a woman I knew. Basically, the woman, who I do not wish to name, was one of my old carers who I had a crush on, sort of. And basically in the dream, I went to one of my favourite shopping centres(or malls), and she was luring me to different shops, the GAME shop there had black walls instead, and I rung up her mother, who I also knew as one of my Teachers, and asked what year she was born, she said 1982, making her 34.

The scary thing about this dream, was, even though I'm getting over this woman really well, was that I couldn't control my willpower, and it suddenly came out of nowhere, why I picked up the phone. It's so wierd, does this mean anything? I've barely got her in my head and I've been getting over her when suddenly this dream appeared.


It's disturbing, I must admit.

Woah, what a weird and terrifying dream! Sadly, not a lucid one. I haven't been getting enough sleep to have another lucid since my first, thanks to school and stress. Just as a warning, there is some exchange of hurtful remarks and a brawl between a DC and I, so read with caution.
I had powers and so did my friends, and we belonged to a group dedicated to helping people with powers and using our powers for good. My friend Sam and I led the group and mentored the new members. It was a loving little community of acceptance and dedication to making a positive difference in the world.
There was one member of the group, a boy named Liam, who is in my class. He bullied me a lot at my old school, but in my dream I had forgiven him and welcomed him into the group, though he had no noticeable powers. He claimed they were still developing and they would be made known soon. Wanting to trust him, I believed him, and accepted this without a second thought.
Our entire group was waiting for a certain day, which a member with the power to glimpse the future said would be the day we'd have to fight for our way of life. The day came, and I'd made sure all of the members were prepared and safely hidden in our base, while I went out to find the danger. Soon, I came across Liam, and it was just he and I on the top of a skyscraper. He was outside on the day our kind would be attacked, and this set off warning bells in my mind. At this point, I'd realized that he didn't have powers.
"You know," he said, "I'm not one of you."
I didn't reply. Somehow I had known this would happen, though I had hoped it wouldn't.
He was watching me as I began to manipulate matter, making it contort and float in the air. He had never seen me use my powers, as he was a newer member of the group.
"So that's what you can do," he said.
I nodded and let the matter back down.
He was silent for a while.
Finally he whispered, "You disgust me."
"Why is that?" I asked, calmly.
"You're a freak," he replied, glaring at me. "You and all those like you deserve to die."
"If my kind are "freaks", then why were you so eager to join a group of "freaks" like me?" I asked.
He laughed scornfully. "To see what makes you tick. To find your weaknesses, to discover how to defeat you monsters."
"Monsters? I don't think that word fits a group of people dedicated to saving people and doing good."
"I don't care how many people you save," he snapped, his eyes filling with hatred. "You're abominations, and you deserve to die. I won't stop until very last one of you are dead."
"You were the danger to our kind," I said quietly. "Right under our noses the entire time..."
"And you had no clue," he replied, smirking. "How stupid can you be?"
"We trusted you. I trusted you. We welcomed you and cared for you, and now you betray us?"
"I don't feel any remorse betraying filthy animals," he spat.
"You know, Liam, I feel sorry for you."
"You feel sorry for me?" he asked incredulously.
"That tiny, closed mind of yours must be awfully uncomfortable, rattling around in your empty head."
His face contorted in rage and he lunged at me, fists flying.
I sidestepped out of the way and he spun around, swinging at me again. I caught his fist and held him off, while he strained against me, and I looked him right in the eye.
"You're the real monster," I whispered.
He fought even harder against me, and I let him go, dodging yet another of his jabs at me.
"HOW DARE YOU CALL ME A MONSTER?!" He shrieked, swinging blindly at me.
"A monster is someone who kills innocent people with no remorse, Liam, which is what you intend to do," I said, moving once more out of his range.
"Innocent?! You deserve to die!" He bellowed, leaping at me, catching me off guard and knocking me to the ground. Before I had time to get up, he was on top of me, his eyes ablaze with hatred, his arm coiled back and ready to strike.
"You'll burn in hell," he hissed, bringing his fist down on my face with sickening force.
I put my hands up to shield myself from his blows, resolving not to fight back, being the pacifist that I am. I knew with my powers, I could easily defeat him, but I was afraid I would hurt him in the process.
His fists flew at my face, and he hit me repeatedly. Blood oozed from my wounds and pooled on the concrete below me.
"You're just the first," he growled, hitting me harder.
His fist, red with my blood, bruised my eye.
"I'll kill them all, every last one," he continued, his blows increasing in frequency and magnitude.
His knuckles connected with my cheek, and blood trickled down, mingling with my tears.
I'd had quite enough of his abuse, but he showed no signs of stopping. I decided that maybe I'd have to use my power to stop his assault.
"Liam, please stop," I said. "I don't want to hurt you."
Laughing, he stopped his seemingly unrelenting blows. "You, hurt me?" His bloodied hands closed around my throat.
"You couldn't hurt a fly if you wanted to," he said.
"You have no idea what I'm capable of," I said, my eyes like steel.
"I know you better than you think," he replied, his grip tightening. "I know you would never hurt me, or anyone else, for that matter."
"Don't make me do this. Please," I wheezed, struggling to breathe.
"You're in no place to fight back, so why don't you die quietly, and preserve whatever shred of dignity you have left?" His unforgiving hands were crushing my throat, and I knew I had to do something soon.
"You've left me no choice," I rasped.
"Oh, come on, we both know you couldn't-" he began, before he was blasted backwards by a pulse of air I had manipulated. He landed with a thud a few feet away, and I gasped for oxygen, relief flooding though me as air rushed into my lungs. He stood up, and I saw blood trickling from a gash on his temple. He put his fingers to his wound, and when he saw the crimson dripping from them, his eyes burned with fury.
"You'll pay for that," he said, lunging at me again. He managed to hit me once more, clawing at my face, and I sent him flying with yet another blast of air. He skidded across the concrete, and when he rose, I saw blood in the corner of his mouth. I realized that he was not going to give up.
He glared at me, breathing heavily.
"This either ends with your death, or mine," he yelled. "Either you kill me first, or I kill you."
He wiped the blood away from his mouth.
"You can't escape this."
He charged again.
This time, I was ready. I moved out of his way and hit with with one last pulse of air, sending him toppling over the side of the building. He screamed as he fell, not knowing that a cushion of air I had created would stop his descent before he hit the ground.
I leapt from building to building, riding air currents and creating concrete bridges, until I'd reached the base. I warned the others of the danger, and had Sam move them somewhere safe, as I trusted her to find somewhere Liam would not be able to follow.
Then I returned to face Liam one last time.
When I reached the building, he was sitting silently, waiting. He looked up when my feet met the concrete, his expression regretful and pained.
"You saved me," he whispered. "I tried to kill you, and yet you didn't kill me."
I nodded slowly. He stared at my blood, dried on his hands, which lay limply in his lap.
"Why?"
"Because you don't deserve to die, Liam."
"But I hurt you," he said, angrily. My eye throbbed where he had blackened it.
"That doesn't mean you should die," I said.
He began to cry, silent tears dripping down his cheeks.
"You were right," he managed, choking on sobs. "I am the monster."
I sat down next to him soundlessly, and he continued to cry.
"I'm so sorry," he said, guilt written across his face when he saw the damage he had done to me. "I'm so sorry I hurt you."
"I forgive you," I said, softly.

I am looking for this dream to be interpreted in this thread: http://www.dreamviews.com/dream-inte...ml#post2194988

I have twice dreamed of a feeling and a presence so terrifying it brings tears of fear to my eyes to think of it as I write about it, the second time just a few weeks ago.

The first experience was years ago when I was with an ex boyfriend who upset me often for various reasons. In the dream we were together at night on a beach where there were many dilapidated, wind and salt-tossed buildings and ships pulled up onto the shore. It had a feeling of decay, and at the time I had a mild excitement for adventure, I was interesting in seeing the place. As we walked together it felt very surreal in itself. Suddenly my attention was diverted from our wandering and I let my boyfriend walk off ahead. A large square wooden building loomed over me, its walls two stories tall and very pale in the moonlight. It was held up on rickety beams with it's floor half my height above the sand, with an old half-broken staircase leading up to a solid door. I walked up, and opened the door and took one step inside.

There was pitch darkness inside, as dark as eternity, as a starless night sky, dimensionless, powerful. I felt a wave of some sinister presence, I was frozen, my mouth was dry, I couldn't move or scream though I tried. Terror filled my every being and I was powerless. The feeling grew and grew until I was sure it would tear me apart and something would seize me from within the darkness, or perhaps make me a part of it. This feeling was so strong I awoke and sat up sweating and panting in the cold night air.

This was a unique feeling, the second experience is very different, except for the overwhelming terror and the feeling of a presence, and in a way even more random.

Second dream: My dream changed from something monotonous to a new setting rather suddenly. I stood in a forest. There were tall enormous birch-like trees that were far apart from each other so the forest was very large and spacious, but somehow completely empty of life. Everything seemed sepia and the floor was covered with fallen leaves and few bushes. It was a very brown and dry sort of place, and I was wandering without purpose through it. I was curious once more, and I saw something ahead that I followed. It looked to be the ruins of a small cottage, and I walked around it's brown vine-covered stones and observed it. All the exterior of the building had fallen, leaving one room with three walls, and a single old rickety bench. One skeletal window let a little light into the shady part of the building, and I stood there within the shade of the three walls for a minute feeling peaceful and a little bit lonely. At the time my perception was not in myself, I watched myself like a camera as I explored. I wore a very plain brown dress. Suddenly my vision changed focus once more. I seemed to be a part of something moving outside, something watching the house. I heard it, and my vision came back to myself. I felt rather nervous, and I went outside. There was an old reddish wheel barrel standing with some sticks and leaves in it. I approached it, and as I did something flickered in the corner of my eye. When I looked I saw what I can only describe as a small shadow, a patch of darkness. It flickered in and out of vision in a split second, appearing in five different places each closer then the last, and in a few seconds, though I couldn't track it's movement, it was on me.


A tingling sensation filled my body. It was the first time I dreamed of pain. I have never dreamed of pain before, even when I sustain massive injuries. But suddenly I was struck half blind, I fell over like I was poleaxed. My vision was blurry, everything swirled and I felt a pain like every cramp I'd ever felt piled into my torso. It quivered and shook and kept me from breathing, I felt like my body would tremble in half. I wanted to throw up, I wanted to die, and I was filled with the evil presence once again. I couldn't do anything, it seemed to last an eternity. I tried to move my mouth but only made pathetic noises like 'mm-meh-eh-eh-eh... hmmmm-hheelll-el-....p-p-p...' trying to scream for help and just stuttering and spluttering. My lips were numb and my whole mouth was weak like the rest of me. I wasn't paralyzed like before, but I was completely weak to the point I could just shake in reaction. I remember feeling so terrified, thoughts racing in my head like "Why is this happening? Who are you, why are you doing this? Release me, please release me!" Begging and screaming in the chamber of my head. And then I woke up, panting and sweating, my stomach still twisting in knots. It went away just a few moments after I awoke, but I felt the pain for real. It wasn't digestive, it was purely mental. A feeling brought on by the dream, because afterwords I felt perfectly fine for all the other hours I laid awake.

What is this horrible terror that seems to beckon me, or attack me, and seize me in a bind so complete I'm sure even in my dream that I will be destroyed? It's worse then any feeling I've ever felt, and I'm always completely positive I am experiencing the hand of pure evil. I think if I were not to wake up, it might shatter my soul...

I was a man as for my name i don't know I was betrothed to a women named Mikayela. Mikayela was a short woman with emerald green eyes and long brown hair. My wife and i were arrested for treason. For what kind of treason i do not know. Armored guards arrested us and tossed us in a joint cell. The room seemed to be made out of brick and concrete. The door was huge wooden. The door was oval shaped and it had iron reinforcement all over it. There was a separate cell in the large room it was small. In that small separate cell was a small rectangular window. It never provided any good light since it was all dirty and looked burned with haze. Other light sources were the two wall ordainment candles as well as the opening on the door. The floors were filthy and has what i assumed was dirt grime and saw dust with hay. one night while i slept Mikayela was escorted out of the cell. Three days and three nights went by until i saw her again. The guards brought her into the room but they put her into the small cell. As they entered the room they dragged her in her body was limp and her hair and clothes disheveled. Her leather boots scuffed and scraped on the floor as they dragged her in. As soon as the guards left i ran panicked to the cell falling from haste. I stood up then rushed over to the cell. I drew closer and i could hear her whimpering and crying distraught. Her backed faced me and i reached my hand through the bars to grab her wrist. "Why do you cry love?' I murmured worriedly. Her voice cracked with and broke all word she attempted to speak came out in distressed whimpers. Her body shook and i wrapped my arms around her. Her quivering lips were so loud they were audible. "Beautiful tell me whats wrong." Mikayela sucked in air."Dont call me beautiful i feel disgusting." Mikayela curled into a ball as she shivered. "Mikayela no matter what has happend ill still love you." She tilted her head against the iron bars between us. Peering at me with one tear filled eye. Even with messed up hair and blood shot eyes. She was beautiful and her blood shot eye made the color of her green eyes pop out. She swallowed and licked her chapped lips. What she would say next would kill me inside. Filling me with fury and blood lust. "Lllove theyy took me to the head guards quarters and he took me against my will." Mikayela looked down away from my gaze in shame. She clutched her stomach then attempted to speak once more. "Im scared for something i hadn't told you. I'm 1 month pregnant with our child. I don't know if the child is alright the guard beat me when i struggled." She fell to her side and broke out into loud sobbing. Rage filled me and i began to seeing red. I went to the wooden door and began kicking and punching. Screaming at them to let me out that id kill the head guard. The door opend when i became tired. I was no longer facing the door when three men entered. Two of the men grabbed me and the third man held a hammer. He walked behind me and bashed me atop the head. Everything began ringing my vision blurred i saw red then blackness.

Dream - Lucid

I'm not sure where I was, I believe it was some sort of job but I'm not sure. Everything seemed to have an outdoor/indoor feel at the same time. Everyone had to drive or walk through this sensor, and it would detect something. Most people didn't have to worry about the sensor going off, but it always went off for me. It wasn't a bad thing, I would just have to go through an extra step to get past. I saw a top view of me driving through the sensor and it blinking red. I then approached a lady sitting at a computer by a tunnel/parking garage looking thing and she'd do some things on the computer and I was free to go. The lady was very friendly to me every time.

I then became curious as to why the sensor went off at some point. Back in first person, I asked someone about it. They said something about some sort of 'mutation' (genetic). Now I was really curious: What was going on with me? I asked 3 different ladies who worked wherever it was that we were if they would tell me what about me made the sensor go off. They all told me they would tell me. I was happy with that.

The end of the work day approached, and still no answers. I went to ask 2 of the ladies again and was basically ignored or the ladies were in a rush. I started to get anxious: Why won't they tell me? Is something wrong with me? Am I sick? Do I have cancer? I finally approached the third lady, the one at the sensor computer. She was getting ready to leave for the day. She was getting her things together; she put on her long black coat. I kept asking her over and over what was going on with me. I asked so many questions very frantically: "Do I have cancer? Is it detecting my HPV? We got rid of it years ago but is it back?" No answer to any of them. Her young son then came up to her, and she hugged him, gathering him up in her coat. She appeared to be upset; I saw some tears. I kept asking her and telling her that she promised she would tell me. I then saw her face quite close, I side view of it, and she had a golden cross hanging from her forehead between her eyes hanging down to the bottom of her chin. She was still visibly upset, and didn't tell me a thing.

I woke up from this one feeling anxious. It took me a little bit to get back to sleep.

~

I was back at this job thing from the last dream. Someone taught me how to circumvent the sensor system so it wouldn't go off when I went through. I saw an above view again of the area and my car successfully circumventing it; it didn't go off and I really expected it to.

I was then inside of a building, working. I was sitting somewhere that had lots of swivel chairs attached to a desk; it reminds me of something like an air base that you would see in a movie, I guess. I had on a headset and was talking to people that I worked with on it.

Some younger guy with slicked back/still wavy shiny black hair, someone very close to the top of the company and definitely miles over me, said something that I didn't like, and I went off on him. He didn't like that at all. My seat was shot forward on a track to an opening in the blue wall that had a red arrow pointing up to the left side of it. Before the chair could enter the hole, I very quickly jumped to the side to avoid whatever was going to happen to me there. I then realized it was an ejection hole, and I would be catapulted from the building. There was another opening beside it, and I knew it was an escape, so before anyone could figure out what I was doing, I scurried through. I climbed up and to the left.

I then was out, escaped. I was with a few others. If we got caught, I knew we'd be in big trouble.

Then, something about Donald Trump. He was our leader (not President per say but he was the man in charge). He was going into a swimming pool to get something. He entered on a shore-like area. I can't quite remember details, but I saw him super inflated or something. Something had also happened to him because of something I intentionally did, as he hadn't come back in a long time.

We all somehow ended up back outside the "job". We were on green grass in the daytime. The job looked like a small castle or fortress. One of the people I was with, and older woman with short, grey hair, was on a stage and said something into a microphone because she was used to talking through it (she was a performer, a singer or speaker), and too late did she realize her mistake. The door opened and I saw a view of who was there waiting for us: I watched a slow bottom to top shot happen of this man. He resembled an executioner; we was in heavy black armor that had the face mask down. The helmet was embellished with long spikes poking off the forehead. He was holding some sort of big weapon in his right hand. Fuck. We are screwed.

I then knew that Trumpy-Pants was back and he was going to be the one to deal with me. I feel like I was really the only one taken away. Not sure what happened to the others.

~

Yikes. Too much anxiety for one night.

My dream starts off with me working at The Boys and Girls Club, I was the server at the snackbar making and passing food to the children. It was closing time and I was supposed to start walking home. I walk outside and see a shooting star, and next to that a blimp starts to crash and fireworks started shooting off at the same time. because of the crash I hear an ambulance in the distance. Some of the children where left behind so I started to walk them home, I take them through the park and I see fire in the distance, as I get closer I see that it was a house on fire! One of the children run inside then run back out, I grab the water-hose and run inside. there was allot of smoke so I start spraying the hose, I look down and see a toddler crying so I grab him and run back outside and give him to one of the children. I run back inside and get to a recliner and see a blanket with a figure under it. I pull back the cover and find a 1 year old baby, looked dead but then looked up. next to that was a cradle with another blanket and a smaller figure. I pull the blanket and find a newborn , grab him and now I had 2 babies in my arms running back outside and give the babies to the children. I run back inside and in the kitchen I find the mother dead on the floor stabbed in the heart. (looked like a suicide) . I run upstairs and there was even MORE smoke. I hear crying in the bathroom and open the door, I found a 3 year old little girl in a bathtub of water, I grab her, I hear another cry coming from a room, I open the door and find a teenager tied up to a chair with rope. I cut her loose, run downstairs with both of them, pass their dead mother and take them to safety. I run back into this burning house 1 last time to make sure everyone was out and safe. I get to the master bedroom and found the father stabbed to death and the knife plunged into his heart and is set on fire. I came to the conclusion that The wife killed her husband then she killed herself after hiding the babies and setting the house on fire. I ran outside grabbed the newborn and cried. I had all the children surrounding me, the fire department finally arrive and end the fire. The news reporters start showing up and ambulances come to help bring the children to the hospital.. I wake up

Dream 1 - Bus Fight
I remember being in the village where I live and I was on the bus with some friends. There was some kind of dickhead who was being a dick to a friend of mine, he wasn't on the bus so my friend got off and started walking to a better place to fight. The bus I was on followed them, the guy driving was a pasty white guy with glasses. We turned up at a grassy every enclosed by trees, my friend (Daniel) is fighting the other guy (who is now Johnny). Dan is a Tae Kwon Do black belt in real life, and Johnny (in my dream at least) was super buff. The bus driver steps out and is now a big black super buff guy now. He knows that a fight is unavoidable, so he smacks the two fighting and gets their attention. He says "kicks allowed only to the neck and below", asserting himself as the judge. Dan immediately launches a low kick to Johnny's knee which cracks. Johnny lets slip a yelp of pain and steps back. He's a big guy and decides he should just charge at Dan. Dan, being the comical guy he is (IRL) scuttles back super quickly while squeeling loudly, poking his tongue out and doing jazz hands. Johnny doesn't want to look 'silly' in the fight so he doesn't chase too much. I can't remember what happens next.

Dream 2 - Death
I recall heading out somewhere with some friends, but I hadn't had any lunch yet. The area was suburban with nice green scenery, it reminded me of Dunedin a bit. We were walking up a slope and I figured I'd ditch, I wanted to head home and eat and it looked like we weren't going to eat for a while if I stayed. I headed off back towards the house we came from at a jogging pace.

I'm back at the house now but we're leaving in a car (me and a friend). He starts reversing but isn't paying attention, he goes too far and I start freaking out because there's a cliff behind us. "Dude, stop! Look out!" I say, he doesn't stop in time, I feel the car lurch as it slides back over the edge. Nonononononononoonononoononononoo.
The sheer fear and panic that rose in me was enough to jump my heart to my throat, I knew it was over and that I would die. The car slipped over and started plummeting and I could see the ground racing towards me. Right before impact I woke up in a panic, it had felt TOO real.

That dream was a bit of a reflection of me having just learnt how to drive and also the experience I had during rock climbing 2 days ago.

Fragments

I recall several nightmare fragments. I was sneaking around abandoned and haunted buildings, dark corridoors infested with undead. I was defenseless, trying to stealthily follow a wraith in blood-red cloak.

Dream

It was in some kind of a ruined fortress filled with undead monstrosities. With group of other people I tried to battle my way through trenches and reach a lair of a hag. Skeletons were shooting with their bows from afar, trying to kill us. Avoiding their arrows, I've run up the trenches and up a hill to fortress' entrance. I tried to destroy a force field surrounding a hag sleeping in her bed, but I couldn't break through.

Suddenly I found myself in a dark room with few dudes from my class. They were grinning strangely. I had a weird thought that it's a lucid dream, what's more - a multiple one.

Then I was back at the fortress, fighting my way to a hut of a sage where I found a rod that shot with blue, spiral beam. I used it to destroy the force field and kill the hag.

Initially, I can tell my perception of myself has been altered. In real life, I'm a 20 year old Caucasian woman. In my dream, I was a small Hispanic child of around nine years old. I go to visit my mother. When I arrive at what is supposedly her house, it seems as if I am in Mexico.

Things at her house keep giving me a weird vibe. There are men that keep watching me, and they always make sure they are in the same room as me. I can't figure out why they seem so weird to me, so I decide to go to the bathroom to clear my head. It's the one place I am safe. As soon as I am alone, I realize that I need to get away from them or things will not end up well for me. I seize what seems like my only opportunity and climb from a window, using the toilet to get out.

As soon as I climb through the window, it's obvious I am no longer in the desert-like place that I was. I'm in a neighborhood with lots of grass and houses. I run towards the first house I see with the door open and a car in the driveway. I knock on the door as hard as I can, and a woman opens the door. I tell her I'm being followed and ask if I can come in. She lets me in and immediately shuts and locks the door behind her. I tell her everything and she tells me to go into the room with her son, as she was going to get help. She picks up the phone and walks to the kitchen and I start playing with her son in her bedroom.

Not even a minute after I calmed myself down, I hear a knock on the door and can hear one of the men that was following me. He lies to the woman that I am his daughter and that I was upset about something childish and I need to come home. She lies and says I'm not there. He tells her that he will give her $1000 dollars for her to give me up and pretend I was never there. I don't know where she goes, but suddenly I hear him coming down the hallway to her room. I try to find a place to hide, but I can't. I'm stuck.

He lunges towards me smiling very big, and then I wake up.

First dream

It was a late morning. I was in a cottage deep within a forest. I was wearing my forestry uniform and felt a few years older. There was a man in late thirties, wearing a gray suit. He had dark hair. We were talking, I had different voice.

Man: You were working in these forests?
I: Yes, I was a forester over there.

*I wandered the room for a while, the man continued.*

Man: A forester?
I: Yeah, though of a lower rank.

False awakening

I woke up in my bed. I heard strange ringing and was really annoyed at the TV. I thought that I really should turn it down, but it wasn't even turned on! As I closed my eyes, I saw some horrifying ghostly faces and a voice telling that ghosts are real and want to get us all.

Second dream

Late, cold evening. With group of random people we entered a mansion of some general who left it free for his son this night. One of the rooms was under renovation, with furniture put in group in the midlle of it. Rest of the house was arranged as a wealthy, modern mansion with really expensive furniture. Other people - they were all teenagers, were taking drugs and demolishing everything around them. What's more, they closed the doors to second floor and lost the key, so I had to find some other way out. They were really ruining the building, setting fire in one of the rooms, breaking furniture and taking more and more drugs. Luckily they weren't aggressive. I tried to use furniture to break a window and make myself a rope to get out.

Suddenly I found myself outside, it was a warm early evening. It was at a shore of some lake, close to some warehouse with docks. I entered it and saw two girls - one taller with dark, long hair and one smaller with red, shorter hair. Both had pale complexion and were wearing some kind of robes. I heard a crying baby, then parents of those girls appeared. The tall girl told them that she and another boy was kidnapped by the smaller girl. But then a sudden thunder striked, and nobody believed her. Suddenly an assassin jumped down on a bungee and caught her, jumping with her back to a rooftop.

Went hiking with D and a few other people. It’s a hike I recognized, wooden trail spiraling up to a platform. The wood is new. There are black labs who are scared to walk on the planks. Work keeps calling D, telling him there’s an emergency he needs to deal with but there’s nothing he can do since he's so far away. We head back down and the guy we’re with says we have to rope swing across the lake. He says it’s crucial we don’t touch the water more than necessary because ‘we would not believe what was growing in there’. I was completely confused, I don’t remember having to do this on the way up. Plus, I’m not wet and I would be if we had done this. I also am carrying a pillow that’s completely dry. I ask someone, “What did I do with this pillow last time to keep it dry?” They told me to fold it up and put it in my shirt, so I did. The guy went first and didn’t make it far before he went head first into the water. We scoffed, “so much for not touching the water.” D went second and swung out to hip height and waded to the other side. I decided to angle my swing to the left toward the land, so I got minimally wet. When I got to the other side, everyone started getting concerned because the first guy had not come up yet. D was annoyed that he was going to have to dive in and search for him, but then the other lady managed to pull him out. I was in a room and couldn’t see what was happening but D started gagging, telling me that the guy was covered in unsightly mud and disgusting debris. He was unconscious so D delegated to me to get the first aid kit. There wasn’t much in there besides IV equipment so I grabbed what I could. D wanted a 1” IV tape but I explained to him that the only reason I was able to take the 1/2” tape from the hospital is because nobody likes to use it, so that’s all we had. People start performing CPR and I leave the room to help. It’s a very disturbing sight, indeed. He looks deformed. He’s blue, has a swollen and bulging neck, and they had to cut off his fingers and toes - leaving strings of rotting flesh in place of his fingers. Someone holds him while people perform CPR. I take my turn at compressions and then he starts talking. D explains to him that he probably broke his neck. I asses his body and it’s full of gnarly wounds. They had all been exposed to bacteria. D is now at risk for catching the life threatening bacteria since he handled this guy’s blood. He’s irritated about it. I go home and have to retell the story to Mike and sob while I do. Mom says she thinks it’s her karma from frequently passing out in front of people. The girl we were with, Sarah, posts about it on DV and I comment about how painful and traumatizing it is to read and remember.

I had a doctor's appointment. The recepcionist game me a key for a locker where I could leave my things. The hospital was like a maze, I had a hard time finding the locker.

On my way back home, I realized I had left my jacket and phone in the locker, so I went back, only to see the hospital had become an asylum. I asked the whereabouts of the locker again to the recepcionist, but they were all crazy people, so I started running. At some point I noticed one girl looked like she knew what was going on, which made me stop. I said out loud: "alright guys, this is either a dream or a prank". For some reason, I ruled out the first possibility at once, deciding it was just those guys playing a prank on me. They admitted to it, which made me very angry because I had had a bad time. I demanded they gave back the things I had in the locker, and before anyone could notice me, I took off in my car so they had to come back on foot.

The dream started off with some star wars related stuff. I don't remember the story exactly but it seemed to be an alternate version of episode III. The major difference was that Anikin and Padme already had a kid. (Just one, not twins). Obi-Wan had uncovered Anikin's affair and they were fighting. The kid was scared by the adults arguing and ran away.

The environment they were in was close to that city planet. Only there was a harbor/bay with an ocean in it. The Padme character said something about how everything good in their life might as well be in the bottom of that ocean. And they continued fighting.

I materialized on the ocean. It was overflowing into the city. Supposedly the ocean was acidic due to pollution and it caused people to dissolve when the ocean began overflowing. Dream showed some rather disturbing imagery of that. I was standing on the surface and became lucid. I saw a big wave coming. Everything else started to go black, save for the water, despite the fact that it had been twilight a few moments ago.

I saw the tsunami coming. I actually almost willed it into the dream. It was about average height for a tsunami dream. (Maybe 30 feet) I've had them as small as 8-10 feet and as high as a hundred or more.

"Stop, you've plagued my dreams with fear long enough. What do you represent?"

(Yes, I was expecting the wave to respond. But it didn't. It just kept coming towards me.)

"Very well, if you don't represent any real fear of mine, then I should be able to do this."

I stepped back into a fighting stance. The wave was almost upon me. I did like a karate chopping motion and split the wave to either side. The wave stopped. The entire wave began splitting down either side and quite literally exploding into a cloud of mist. The whole dream was filled with falling water, like rain from the huge wave exploding. Since it was supposed to be acidic I was worried, but I didn't allow it to hurt me.

I was half expecting another wave to come that would be much bigger than the first. That's what happened last time I tried to confront this nightmare. But no second bigger tsunami came. I even tried to imagine what it would look like, encourage it. The giant wave from the planet in Interstellar came to mind. Just so I could show that wave who was boss once and for all. Nothing else happened and I lost the dream and woke up.

I feel as though I'm not done here...

Had a dream that I was living in some sort of post-apocolyptic world, and my sister (plus the two teenage boys in my group) needed gf/bfs. I remember going out and trying to find survivors so that we could find them companions then Everything went kinda black.

Dream skip

Instead of one of the boys finding a companion he chose to become my companion. (sorry for the lack of detail I remember very little) I just got done hugging the guy and I remember two guys laughing at him (I believe they were gay) "Oy, the great schemer has linked up with a white boy." "You forget we are like two siamese cats in the prescence of a great persian:" Proceeds to laugh and mockingly bow. Shaking my head I remember walking away while smiling.