nightmare

I'm in the water, it looks like the ocean and the water is so dark, it's like I just fell in from a ship wreck or something, I'm not the only one down here. There is someone way below me sinking and not even trying to swim, and then there are a few people above me trying to swim to the surface. I' trying hard to get to the surface as well but I can't swim well, I keep looking below me and I see this huge ship that is wrecked down there but I can't see its entirety because it goes to deep and gets dark. I see that person fall into a hole in the ship and fade into the darkness, and as I'm staring I see something emerging from the depths, it's a huge fucking massive Megalodon, and I wig out and frantically thrash my body trying to get away, but the shark grabs hold of my entire left arm, and as this happens I am watching it happen to me from above and I watch the shark violently shake its head like a dog does when it has a toy, and then it takes me down into the big hole in the ship wreck. Then my perspective finally gets to the surface, and I see the other people floating and panicking and some of them are mourning me and that other person. It's horrifying here on the surface just as well as below. Up here the water is so black and I can't see anything below me, then suddenly my body comes to the surface thrashing and my perspective goes back into my body. I'm secretive about the fact that The shark ripped my left arm off, I put the arm into my wet suits sleeve so I could hopefully get out of here and have reattached or something. The we are trying to climb up these rocks, we keep seeing shark fins emerge from the water and speed towards us and the mouth with encompass us but the rock stop them so they release and swim off. This happens about ten times until I see the selective exit, it's like a game show, we have to swim in the water to the tarp tunnel that goes vertically into the air so we can hopefully climb out before a shark gets us. The show host hates me, but he thinks I'm already dead from what happened to me earlier. I decide I need to swim NOW, so I jump in and it fells so horrible, it feels like the sharks are right under me, like I will die any moment, then I swim under water a little bit to enter the tarp, there's this elastic netting rope, I get the trick right away, you have to pull then you fly up a bit, then grab higher up while airborne then repeat until at the top and I can get a good grasp of the walls, then I climb up and through a sliver of a hole, and the host greats me at the entrance and he's sitting on a chair to rude to get up, then he realizes it's me when I unzip the hood of the wet suit off me and I ran through the building to get to a hospital, as I can hear the man ordering people after me.

It is slowly turning to night, me and Thomas are coming back from something, he is following me. we don’t realize it at first but the house is gone. We get out of the car and something doesn’t seem right, cars are parked every where and I get out. Something is strange, all of a sunden I realize my house is not there. I say Dude wheres our house? And all that is there is a square rectangular whole where our house once lay. All I could think is where is my stuff, what am I going to do? Thomas Is not so worried because he is moving. I say what the fuck happened. It is getting darker and we look around more, I think the house was litteraly pulled up into the woods to the left over near my parents shop. We see it and go over to it and look inside it. It looks like it has been jumbled. I say again what the fuck happened and Thomas says well isn’t it obviouse, look around at these signs, he resites, or says something like you have been evicted for two months until further notice , or something like that, now it is dark and I think xan, my other roommate, is hiding from us up near his car because we hear a motorcycle pulling into our driveway, for some reason we are really scarred and we try to hide and that is when I saw xan. Then I scare my self awake.


Can someone please tell me what this means?

This was quite a long dream and I've been up for five hours, so I might not remember everything.

First, I was walking, just hanging out, really. It looked a little like a nice square, there were trees and benches. Suddenly, those two guys show up and start making fun of me for identifying as male. I ignore them, but they decide that they should "make me feel like a woman" and they try to rape me.

I start shouting for people to help me and the guys (there were two of them) laugh at me. They say "look at them. They won't do anything to help you." I look around and there are lots of people, just standing there and gaping at us. Whenever I look at them, they look away, but nobody walks away. They don't help either. They really just stand there.

I beat them up and some guy who seems to be my friend shows up and helps me. The guys look at us and say that "this isn't over" and they run away. I thank my friend and he says we have other things to do.

I wake up. Fall asleep again.

I'm at this weird kitchen-like room. My friend still is with me. He tells me we must get my dad to help us. He opens the freezer and says "you can come now" and two guys come out of it. The freezer seemed like Mad-Eye Moody's suitcase, with a hidden, huge compartment... except that it was cold there.

One of the guys doesn't have legs or something like that, he uses some... stuff to help him walk. He is, apparently... my father. He looks nothing like my father, in fact, he looks like Cliegg Lars from Star Wars II. Anyway, he tells me not to worry about those guys. They will all help me.

I wake up again. Fall asleep.

I'm back to that square place, but it's raining. I'm looking for my parents and I know they're there. I see my dog and he's trying to hide under some plants. I puck him up to protect him from the rain. I find my parents (my mother is really my mother and my dad is also my dad, but, even though he can walk just fine, he's still wearing the weird stuff).

The guys show up again, but this time they look different. I give my dog to my mother and tell them to go away. I tell one of the guys they shouldn't have messed with me and I start beating him up. As much as I punch him in the face, it's like he's an alien and can't be killed.

Until I tear his head off. Then I start tearing everything off. His body limbs that I'm holding stop looking like body limbs and turn into... machine pieces, I guess. Once I'm done destroying him, I burn it all.

I wake up. Back to the dream AGAIN.

I'm in a building, it looks a commercial building. Maybe a really big office. We're looking for the other guy. We know he has more friends. In fact, we know he has an "army". As we are walking around, we can hear them, as if they were very far away. I turn to the security guard with us and tell him they're in the vents. He's like "no way!" but then I just glare at him and he agrees that we can go looking for them.

He uses his phone thingy to ask for tools. I tell him to also ask for more people, cause when find them, we'll probably have to fight. He says that he'll only call for help when we find them. I find that super weird, because... what were we supposed to do? "AHA WE FOUND YOU!!! Now hold on a second and wait while we get our allies here, just a couple minutes, okay?"

I take my phone and send a message to some of my friends, telling them to let others know that we need help and also asking them to come. In the meantime, the security guard is opening the vents. One of the people helping him is Britney Spears. I say hi to her and it's a grim exchange. It's really early and it's a bit dark outside, looks like it's been raining all night. I out my hand on her shoulder and go "...hey, Britney..." and she turns to me and goes "...hi..." and we're both sad. I should mention that in this part of my dream, I'm a guy.

The security guard comes back from the vents and says he found them. And then he starts laughing like a crazy man. Fortunately, we have a group of people there already. The main guy comes out of it and I start punching him. I throw him out of the window, but he holds on to it. I start opening and closing the window, trying to break his fingers. After MANY attempts, he finally lets go. He falls on a lower tower or something of the building. I go after him.

I wake up for good.

3 dreams and one fragment. The first is about a getaway from a threatening situation or people, the 2nd one is the fragment, it is about motocross in a forest. There is much more to it, but I can't recall more details. The 3rd entry is a pleasant dream about flirting with a married woman (I forgive myself, she is beautiful). The 4th is about coming home:

• I am together with my brother. We run away from something or someone, it is a threatening situation and I run for my life, I am very fearful. We are in the ground floor of a building with narrow corridors and white walls. I have the impression that my brother is not really aware of the danger of the situation, so I yell at him to convince him to move faster and to follow me.
  
  We come to an elevator, 2 or 3 people are waiting for it and I decide to move upstairs as well, as it seems to be the only way to go. But there is no time to wait I think, so I chose a narrow circular stair to the right of the elevator and run upwards, while again reminding my brother that we have no time to rest, or 'they/it' may get us.
  
  I tell him 'don't worry about grandmother, she will be alright as she has always been. She has lived most of her days happily, just leave her behind and let her go'. As I say that I feel that I myself also have trouble leaving her behind and letting her go, but I force myself to do that and to continue running, so that I am a good example for my brother to follow.
  
  On the second floor we climb out of the window and slide down a slanted roof. I think it's fun to slide down here, but then the fear of the people/thing following us takes over again. We land in the garden of the house, where I find an air pump. I pick it up, just in case I could use it as a weapon. We encounter a gardener, who is raking leaves. He says something, but I don't trust him, he might be part of the complot (after all, I didn't even know exactly what we were running away from). I consider piking up a rake lying next to me and just beat the gardener to the ground, but then I decide it's best to just leave. We walk out of the garden and the fear wears off.
  
  I don't know what I was afraid of and running away from. But I was scared, that is for sure. I don't know what the passage with our grandmother means. I rarely experience fear in dreams, but I appreciate it afterwards, when I do, because it makes the dream very vivid and detailed, as the fear forces me to be completely in the moment or situation.
  
  
• I am riding a motocross bike on small forest paths. There is dense vegetation and small hills. The bike is light, but strong, so that it easily rides on almost any terrain. I ride in a group with some other people, I have a lot of fun.
  
  I find myself on a broad road between some fields, riding the bike. I have lost the group, which makes me sad and I try to find them again. I ask some hikers to help me, they direct me to a small house in the forest and they claim that this is a sort of meeting point for hikers and bikers. So I go there and I am happy to meet 2 people from the group to rejoin. We go into the small house to rest a bit and maybe to find some others.
  
  I know there is more content in this dream, but this fragment is all I can recall. The forest paths were beautiful and the bikes were really cool, I had a lot of fun.
  
  
• I have a conversation with a beautiful, young, blond woman. We are on a small hill under some big and wide trees, the scenery is very calm and relaxing. We are with some people we both know, but I only talk to her.
  
  We are in a bus, I sit in the back end of the bus at the left window, the blond woman is in the seat in front of me, but she has turned around to talk to me. She has a cute face and short blond curls, I think I am in love with her. But somehow I also know that she is married, so I am not sure how to behave. I decide to ignore the beautiful landscape outside the window and to look beyond my morals and doubts straight into her eyes. As I force myself to do that, I find that it is not at all uncomfortable, but rather it is the most natural and pleasant thing to just rest my eyes in hers. Suddenly my fears of being hurt and my doubts about the moral situation seem ridiculous and I give her my undivided attention. Wow she is beautiful, I think, while she talks (I'm not really listening ).
  
  I want everything about her, now, there is no doubt. I sense that she feels the same way, but that we both are unsure how to express that. We walk along the ocean between a forest to the right and a beach to the left. She takes my hand and we just walk, saying nothing. I think, wow, I almost forgot how good this feels!
  
  I had several dreams about cute, blond women recently, but I don't know how to relate that to my waking life or why or where it comes from. I guess I have just been single for a while and maybe I am just ready for someone new? In any case it was a nice experience, I am certainly open for more dreams with her
  
  
• I am in a residential area and I walk on small paths between tall houses. A boy, who looks Korean/Chinese, walks past me. He makes some clicking noises behind me and as I turn around, he suddenly has a bike and he rides away. I wonder where the hell did he pull that bike out? But then I just move on. I decide to turn around and go to my mothers place.
  
  The apartment door of my mothers place looks a lot like the door of my room I think, as I stand in front of it. There is light and noises coming from the workroom, so I figure that my stepfather is at home. There is no door handle, though. So I investigate the door further and I find out that it is opened by a little light switch. I am now inside the apartment in the hallway, but all doors are closed. I know that everyone is at home, because I can somehow sense their presence, but I don't want to draw attention to myself yet, so I go into the kitchen. There are 3 burned pizzas in the oven and the oven door is open. I sit down and enjoy the calmness, peace and idyll of the situation. Smells and feels like being home and everything is alright as it is.
  
  The bike coming out of nothing should have made me more curious or even lucid, because I noticed it in great details and even wondered about it. But somehow I just went on with my walk. The apartment is not the real one, but purely dream fiction. It was a pleasant dream nevertheless, it had the comforting feeling of being home.

In one of my confusing cycles of false awakenings, there was one that stood out from the rest.
I opened my eyes to see my room. I was lying on my back. Usually I sleep on my side with my legs drawn up near my stomach, almost in fetal position, while hugging a pillow under my head. But that's not what made me suspect it was a dream. My vision was blurry, I felt vibrations in the back of my head, I heard the sound of what could be my facial muscles tensing (try making a huge grin all the way to your ears, you will hear a kind of rumbling / underwater sound). I recognized all these three signs from past experiences with sleep paralysis (or dreams of sleep paralysis) and thought knew what was coming; a bit of noise, vibrating vision and colorful hallucinations. But what I got, was the terrifying experience many people talk about. I couldn't move, and I felt a presence by the side of my bed. I was scared and wanted it to end, but I couldn't do much before I knew if it was a dream, and I had to perform a reality check for that. My reality check of choice is to clench my nose and try to breathe. Problem is, how do you do that if you can't move your hands? I fought hard to lift my hand - it felt like there were concrete blocks attached to my arm, weighing it down - and eventually I got it up to my nose. I clenched it and I could breathe! Now the dream would end for sure, like all the other times I discovered I was dreaming in the past months. But it didn't. I tried to open my real eyes (or my eyes into the next dream, I'm not sure), but they too were weighed down by concrete blocks.
I woke up in my bed again, terrified. Thought maybe I should do a reality check to make sure I was awake this time, but it felt so real I didn't bother, and slipped away, either back into sleep or into the next dream. Right now, I am not sure if I was even awake.

I'm in the backyard of my childhood house, I for some reason decide to hop the fence so I do, I land into a backyard that is between my backyard and the people who live behind us's backyard. It's pretty small, there is nothing but dead grass and a jacuzzi in the right corner. I try to get back over the fence but I can't for some reason, so I decide to get into the jacuzzi, it feels nice, but I get the urge to look to my left and there I see some dude looking through a window at me, he quickly retracts his head and I see his curtains fly back in place because he was caught I look back straight, then I look back to the window and he's looking again and he tries to hide again but is not fast enough, so this time I just stare at the window, then he gets a chair and sits down on it with a cup of something that he's is drinking and acts like he's not looking over at the jacuzzi. So I get annoyed with that fucker so I get out of the jacuzzi and look for a way to get back over the fence, I'm sure my sister is looking for me by now, which she is I can hear her. Then I see this gigantic huge fucking tarantula climb up over the fence where I had, and I expect it to crawl down the side of the fence but it doesn't, it walks out into the air, I change my angle, and then I see it, a huge giant web canopied over this little backyard, I'm shocked that I don't get caught in the web when I jumped over. Then I realize there is another tarantula asleep on the web that I didn't see before, then the awake one walk off over another fence. I look around for something, anything that could help me and I see this flame thrower leaned up against the fence behind the jacuzzi so I run and get it and I blow the web and the sleeping spider to flames and the the fire quickly goes out. I want to get out quick before the other spider comes back and see's what i have done, then I see my sister climbing over the fence, I yell "no!" as she does this but its too late, she's over the fence, so we chill in the jacuzzi for a bit as we decide how we get over the fence and I tell her about the spiders and the web and how I somehow avoided the web.

I am walking with my sister at night in this populated area, the ground is red brick and theres a large clearing of this surrounded by restaurants, a water fountain and shops. Suddenly something sucks me into the air, and I am put gently on this thing on the side of a building just in front of where we were walking, it's a sarcophagus of some sort. I realize that my clothes have been changed, I'm wearing egyption shit. I also find significance that the sarcophagus is rubbery feeling at top which I feel means it will be opened soon or used soon and this frightens me so I try to walk on it as carefully as possible, I walk forward and lean over the edge and yell for my sister. She yells to me what had happened? I tell her I don't know and that I will try to get down, but then suddenly my sister screams and points at this thing that appeared just above and in front of me. It is what appears to be a flying man with this black head piece over his head, looks like a falcon head almost. I freak out and try to back up on the thing but he comes at me and I don't know how to explain it I knew he was going to get me so I jumped off the edge knowing he wouldn't let me splat, but I just wanted to say goodbye to my sister for the last time. It's like I knew and then I floated into the air and then the guy carried me off way into the air and then back on top that thing I was on but it has changed a little bit, it is longer and more people are on it dressed like egyptions, we are lined up at the edge performing some sort of ritual, Then I suddenly seem to snap out of this trance and realize I don't want this fait, so I run to the edge of this sensitive structure and grab onto it and everybody slides to where I made it collapse a little, most of them get angry with me and tell me to stop now, but some of the girls have broken out of the spell from this and we line up again and we do it again but its more effective because more people and the thing begins to collapse, the falcon guy becomes enraged, and all the girls and I are awake and we run up the collapsing thing and make it to the solid roof of a building and then the thing crashes to the ground. Then the guy flies after us, and we race over top buildings and I run fast then leap as far as I can to the next building, it seems some of us don't make it and we turn on each other trying to make it, but some of us are pulling for each other. I make it to the last building then climb down and hide in all this tall green plants and bushes and trees.

Dream Fragment: A man is in our house. He is faceless and normal-looking. Mom turns away and I am left alone with him. He is going to hurt me.

I'm in a trailer that I've dreamed of before. The back door is huge and white. The window in it is larger than most. I don't like it. The thing I hate most about it is the fact that the window isn't made of glass, it's just a flimsy screen and it has a big hole in it about the size of my fist. Sometimes the door won't lock or even close properly. I don't have to worry about that this time. I just have to worry about the hole in the door and the man who keeps staring through it. He's a very bad man. I fear him greatly. I'm terrified he'll figure out that he can get through the hole. I pray he doesn't.

i was in some mall with bibiana and we were shopping and i kept picking out stuff that she loved. i saw a white skirt that i really liked and she said to get it. bibiana suddenly switched over to someone else, it was my soul mate, some guy with dark hair and a face i've never seen before but i knew we were going to be together forever and i felt safe with him.

we walked out of the mall and i noticed that i didn't pay for the skirt. i was hoping he didn't care- he didn't care and told me that i should take it because ppl give more money to the clothing company than they ever spent.

we went to some university and i tried to finish some assignment that required a clean white piece of paper. i looked for seemingly hours and finally realized that this was a dumb assignment and i was over it. i decided to go. i sensed that this was a revolutionary move and the professor and people that worked at the dictator-like university would be enraged.

my soulmate and i rushed out of there. i was holding a pipe with a packed bowl, and for some reason i wanted to protect it so i ran with it in my hands. it was almost as if it was my mission to keep it safe. as we ran, we passed cages were there were all these young adults trapped and moaning and yelling. we knew we would join their ranks if we got caught by the school. but my mother was who i was running from. she was part of the evil side. she called me repeatedly and yelled at me to get back to the prison school.

at one point we reached a huge body of water, and i had to let the pipe go underwater. we eventually reached my car and i threw the pipe and stuff in my glove compartment. later in the dream my mom captured me, and she made me give up my backpack. at first i was worried bc if there was a pipe in their i would be done for- a sense of impending doom surrounded the dream. i remembered that i left my pipe in my car. i kicked and screamed in an effort not to go to the prison and be in a cage. i yelled at my mom some nasty things and also to my brother, who was in the car.

the imagery in this dream was absolutely powerful. the cages with black bars and the desperate looks on the prisoners faces, the look on the professor's face when he reprimanded me, the feeling of undoubted security with my soul mate, the emotion behind my screams at my mother and brother. wading through the water in panic, i felt the adrenaline as true as any reality.

the whole dream is set in a dark , after sunset foreboding lighting with clouds overhead.

I'm just standing in the kitchen faced the window, my sister is in the living room sitting on the recliner watching the television, when suddenly my mom appears beside me, she looks like she's trying to hide something, I joke around with her an nudge her but when I do she groans and says something is stuck in her throat, I roll my eyes thinking she is over exaggerating like usual or it's just a piece of ice that will melt as usual. But she continues to complain in panic so I begin to panic and take her seriously, she opens her mouth and tells my sister to look who by now has walked over to see why my mom was wigging. My sister says it's a tongue piercing, and then my mom walks over to the sink with a nervous caught smile. I ask her why the fuck she got her tongue pierced, and she wouldn't tell me. Then she realizes it's her tongue, it's swollen so she takes the barbell out of her tongue, and walks away to fake do something, I later tell her she'd better put the barbell back in if she doesn't want the hole to shut, she panics at this revelation and starts unscrewing the jewelry to put it in, I tell her to put the unthreaded one in so it won't irritate her fresh wound but she ignores my instruction, and I can tell she is having difficulties getting the jewelry in, she pushes on it very hard and I hear a loud pop noise, and she makes a loud cry of pain but continues, I examine what the noise was and realize she has a knife trying to assist her and that at first I thought she cut off a bit of her neck, but I realize she chopped off her whole ear. I yell to that she's chopped her entire ear off, she drops what she was doing and all three of us begin to panic, I yell to my sister to get some ice as I am getting small plastic bags, then my mom chopped both her pointers fingers off for no fucking reason as though oh well she already lost her ear, so I'm trying to put enough ice in three bags to put her ear and fingers in so we can take them to a hospital, but the ice keeps melting, especially in the ear bag, now they're rushing me and waiting at the door but I feel compelled to get every last bit of ice out of the freezer, and I do then we run out side, but I run back to my room real quick to grab proper pants so I don't go in lounge pants, and I'm just as annoyed as they that I am wasting time, but I finally run to the car and we drive down the main road of our city and I tell her that we should go to that dinky hospital that is just a little ways from here and that if they don't have the resources I'm sure an ambulance can take her to the big hospital that's city away, and suddenly my mom starts to drive in a dirt field to cut off a corner, and I hope there's no cops, but as we near the other street I see a cop but they didn't see us, then I see another cop and she too didn't see us, and then multiple cops drive by and we somehow avoid them all until the last cop swerves onto our side of the street and crashes into us head on.

I was at a party with a ton of people and everything was kinda fuzzy/grainey. A tall thing white lady dressed nicely walks by me dragging someting behind in one hand. I realize she is dragging a body. I look down to see a young helpless looking teen saying "prom was fun this year"

I don't pay much notice other than "must be a drunk girl" Later in the dream however im at a large convention full of thousands. i go outside to get some air and again i see the same woman dragging the girl by the hand on top of the concrete. the two dissapear into an elevator. this time i raise an eye brow.

then one of those weird dream moments when everything makes sense began to unfold. At the convention, apparently cold play was there because i began mouthing the lyrics to "viva la viva" i think it was dream lyrics and i was singng either a completly different song or was just making shit up, but everything in the song went something to the effect of "i took you by the hand and drug you through" By the end i realized how fucked up what the ladie had down to that girl was and i began freaking the fuck out.

suddenly i was at home in my living room with my dad and carlo. we were watching some TV and i tried to explain to them that i had the craziest dream. Unfortunatley they were to busy with the tv. So i went to the phone and tried to call my grandma. The phone wouldnt dial. Or perhaps, i couldnt dial cuz i began to panic and kept pushing the wrongnumbers..

then i hear a taping up my porch steps and become anxious until i see my grandma come through the sliding door. She is then followed by my mom, and 3 other of my mom's friends. They sit down and i say "thank god you guys are hear, i just had like the craziest dream/life realization"

roxy interupts me "ok but can this be like a 30 second story"

dishearteaned i respond "gime at least 4 minutes you guys have to hear this"

None of the women respond. I start explaining "so you know those nightmares where you don't realize until the end how fucked up everything is...well this is kinda"

As i kept explaining all the woman bgan to dissientegrate into these little black grainey dots. I fell back and screamed "mom!! mom where are you"

I felt my hand tugged a stumbled onto the floor. the entire room became like a fun house with the walls squishing then squashing, and the sound distorted and choppey, like a deep voice police phone behind rewound and sped up.

I keep screaming "Mom Mom!! please... anyone!!"

I get to a pount where i cant scream any longer and am pushed onto my couch. the dream starts to fade as i see the white face of the lady flash before my eyes and hear a menacing laugh. I spring out of bed and freak out becasue im lying exactly where the dream ended....on my backroom couch alone in the dark

Me and my family are at my childhood home, and the new owners must be on vacation or something, I beg our my mom to let us move back here, we're walking throughout the house, and we have the garage door open, just walking around and reminiscing. Then suddenly I get a weird feeling, so I walk out of the garage a little ways and around to were we used to roll the trash cans and I see many thin white slivers in the sky, soooo many, I begin to panic, my family asks me what are those, I tell them they're heat seeking missiles and that it looks as though they are being sent somewhere far, but then I swallow my words when I see all the missiles that are moving slow and shark like begin to stop and turn slowly back and forth as though they are searching out heated targets on the homeland, I see one way from above has spotted me and my family and it goes into great speed at us but we run out of the way just in time and we went into our house and they all huddled together, I told them urgently to separate to different parts of the house because that would make one big ball of heat, then I ran to the refrigerator and opened the freezer hoping to find ice and ice packs so we can cool our body temperature but everything in the freezer was melted, then next thing I know there's a missile slowly scanning through the house, so I lead it the the left side of the house where non of my family is, and i see the missile scanning and finding me then I'd quickly run to another place,, and the missile would scan and find me again, then finally it flew at me and I jumped out of the window, and it exploded and caught fire. I jumped up and ran to go back into the house to check on my family, but somehow I accidentally went into my neighbors house, their house is huge three or four stories, I see the family hugging and I run up to them and apologize for coming in the house but a missile exploded in mine, they say it's fine and hope my family well, but then a boy walks up to me and asks me what is going on outside, I tell him they're sent the missiles on their own people and as I'm telling the boy this his father enters with many body guards, he knows who i am somehow, he calls the boy over to ask him what I've told him, then I run up the stairs and suddenly a friend is with me, we keep running up but now it turns the opposite way but still up but it's an escalator and we;re going up the down one and not the up one but we make it a floor up anyways. We feel we are being pursued by that man but we know we are safe from the missiles as he would not blow up his own house surely. Finally we go up to the last floor, there's book in the middle on shelf's, we feel he's on our tail, so we see what looks like more stair cases to the side of the wall ans jump through the hand-bars only to land on tracks and we realize it's some sort of train and we want to catch it so we climb back up and a train passes by without stopping at top speed, then we see that you have to pay quarters through this machine, then we see the next one stop and that man is on it, so we run around the room and see doorways that you cant see into because of the white paper streamer like things hanging down, they are fluttering as if it cold in there so we enter, their blue plastic paper stapled to the walls and it's a restroom, there's this woman washing her hands, then there's this big cold water fountain thing and my friend grabs a cup and collects water and drinks it, i put my hands in and cup water and splash my face wet, then when we look up all the people are pissed at us so we go through the bathroom more to another door way back into the floor, through this doorway there are three booths for radio station people and at one of them are little girls chanting something and I think wow that must get annoying and i look at the radio guy and he looks frustrated. We continue through and get to this souvenir shop with crappy toys, a girl is there and tells the worker girl that she doesn't have enough money, then the worker says its fine and to take it, then my friend picks up stuff, a mask and glasses, and says she doesn't have money and the worker says that its fine and just to take it, I then ask the worker why she is giving away everything wont she get in trouble, the the worker says she lost the money from before anyways, so I tell her I will buy stuff and I will pay for it, I spend a long time picking out the best tech-deck and wheels and carry case for it all and my friend shows up to rush me so I hurry up and pay the girl for my, my friends, that first girl and the money she lost and then we run down all the stairs and escalators, but the nice people down stairs are gone and it is much more empty than I recall and i am worried about that.

I dreamt that I was playing a board game with three others. We were in a worn down building and sitting around a table close to the window, inside a room that was part of a corridor. It was dark, cold and cloudy outside: perfect weather to be sitting inside and playing boardgames with a few friends!
We were two teams playing against each others... our side was losing. But then I managed to do a brilliant move that caused us to win!
That was the last game for the night, everyone thanked each other for a good game and stared packing up. We had been drawing the score on a nearby wall and I began cleaning it away. But then, a piece of the wallpaper fell of! Beneath it was an older wallpaper, and on it was some writing...it looked at it and saw that it was a part of something called the "Diary of Aina".

It was then that I think I became lucid!
I was interested in the writing so started reading it aloud. But when I did, I spoke in another persons voice. A voice that was darker, almost hissing and that sounded very sinister. And it was then that I felt a presence, like someone staring straight into my neck! I dared not look around, even though I knew that there would be nobody there. I knew it was the spirit of Aina, and it was in her voice that I had spoken. Through me, she told her story.

I continued reading it aloud, hesitant at first, and always it was not me speaking. But quickly I realised that I could not stop even if I wanted to, I was not even looking at the text any more! My friends were looking at me with a confused look, they didn't know what was happening, and thought I was just acting strangely. The voice kept talking until it was done reading the part of the diary that was written on the wall. By then I was terrified, and I forced myself to wake up. It was hard, but it worked.

Now I regret waking myself up of course. But the interesting thing is that I know that it was not the last time I will encounter that diary. I know there are pieces of it scattered around the dream world, still waiting to be found. If only I could remember what this one said...but I think it was a story of sadness and anger.

3rd person following a woman, and I'm aware this scene is about to become a nightmare, something involving a husband who came back from outer space wrong, carrying something inside him that will manifest in the house in strange ways, killing him and trapping her here. It's already starting to feel like a nightmare, so I take over and steer her toward the front door to change the scene. It takes two doors to leave the nightmare/house.

Outside, I'm my IRL self, and I'm walking out of the mansion I'm temporarily staying at, walking down to the road to see if my IRL sisters have arrived yet. I follow the road toward town, and I pass Tilda Swinton walking the other way and rubberneck shamelessly, walking backwards until she's out of sight. Eventually I come to a fair, where a few people are in costume, including myself, something patriotic-themed. I spot my sisters in the crowd but don't want them to recognize me while I'm in costume. The crowds push me into one of the tents showing various curiosities, and one of them, something about a man who fell from the skies, switches the scene to something more stable.

3rd person following a man who observed that if you trace every human interaction you've had throughout your life, and all the interactions those people had and so on, it creates a fractal pattern which he used to warp time and space around himself, condensing it all into a single point with himself at the center, the God of this world. The ground loops over his head to meet itself in a single vividly-colored sphere. Although he's the only creature that can exist in this sphere, there's a door through which he can watch or enter the old world at any point in time or space. The world's been completely transformed by his actions, all throughout its timeline. At the moment he's observing the writing systems that are developing. He's been translating the various markings that he's seen through the door, images made by different cultures throughout time and space, but as far as he can tell, none of them are using a written alphabet. All the markings translate into numbers.

He walks through the door into the same point in time/space that he'd originally lived, modern times. The place has been through something like an apocalypse as a result of his actions, but it's mostly recovered now. He seeks out a friend who'd tried to stop him, and they talk about the changes in the world, and about what's happened to his older brother's estate since the funeral. 'For a madman, he was alright,' the other man says.