memorable

I was in a a party which was taking place in a large room which resembled the kitchen of my friend's house where we party in real life. The dream was fairly dark and dimly lit. In this dream I was also very drunk.

There was a small cupboard with two compartments in the corner of the room where I was sat. For some reason I sat in the cupboard for a while. There was a bottle of alcohol in there which I drank. There were also some snakes and some toad-like creatures. They looked like Toads but they had sharp little beaks - almost like a turtle. The snakes and Toads were hunting one another. My friend, Fred, who was there, found them extremely interesting.

When I was back in the main room I noticed that an old friend, Aiden, was sat just along from the cupboard. As I walked past, he threw something at me and I threatened him as a response. I sat down near him and noticed there were stacks of playing cards. I was shuffling through some. There were Legend of Zelda themed one's in there also. Aiden picked up some and threw them, one at a time, against the wall. They stuck in a sort of colarge way.

I got up and walked around a bit. At this point I could feel myself sobering up. Someone who I thought was my partner came into the room and I asked her if there was any more alcohol. But it turned out to be someone I didn't know. My partner came in for real after that.

Back in the main room, there was a guy asking where his alcohol, that he had hidden in the cupboard, had gone. I sat down and kept quiet. Then another friend, Eddie, asked the guy if he wanted some of his Toffee-Cider instead. I turned to Eddie and asked if I could have some.

Keep in mind that I had just finished watching the film Predator before I went to sleep. Probably explains this one

Me and a bunch of others were on the run from the Predator alien thing. We were in some kind of town, which was running just like usual. By day the thing wouldn't kill anyone but by night it at least tried to kill someone in the group I was with.

We kept finding places to hide out at night. The thing always knew where we were - which building for example. So we had to find hiding places within the buildings we were hiding in - like hide and seek.

I was at work. Up in the delivery bay (I work part time at a sports store) were some of my friends as well as people I didn't recognise. My friends were at the front of the people who were in rows, facing them.

Walking downstairs towards the shop floor, a man started shooting a machine gun at me. Somehow I got the gun and started firing back. The bullets were unpredictable and slow and the man managed to escape by running down the stairs towards the fire exit.
I ran out of ammo and I knew he was coming back. I ran onto the shop floor and towards the other end of the store, which was the tills. There was an empty rail in the way, which I slide under. I got to tills but the man had followed closely with a dagger.

I struggled with the man for a while but finally stabbed me wih the small dagger in the side of the neck. The man then ran off. I didn't removed the dagger. I fell to the floor. No one was calling 999. I started to panic.

I was being led into a building that was apparently the new A-level college that I had chosen to attend. The entrance hall was a huge room with a two story high ceiling. In the middle was an escalator leading to the next floor. My old biology teacher was leading me up the escalator and talking about how I had to be more organised with my studies this time around.

One of the subjects I was to be studying was art. My teacher in that lesson looked like my old teacher in my Middle School, Mr. Crew. I escaped from this lesson and went to the history block, which looked like the history block in high school. Outside one of the classrooms was a group of people waiting for a lesson. One of them was a friend from work, Tara. She didn't look too happy to see me, as if I was doing something wrong and inconsiderate. It was the same sort of way that my old biology teacher acted.

I dreamed that there was a crowd of people in a big room which looked like Sword-Base from Halo Reach. At one point they were all chasing this sea lion. It ran into another small room and tried to activate the force-field door to shut the crowd out. However, it was still half in the doorway and it pushed it back into the room with the crowd.

Then there was a seagull carrying a whale back to it's natural habitat. It was flying over a bit of ocean. There were lots of small islands consisting of just rock and some sand below the steep cliffs. The sun was setting, casting an orange glow over these islands and the few clouds. It was beautiful - like something out of a painting

This dream was set in what I think was supposed to be my grandparent's old garden of their old house. The lay-out was generally the same. I entered from the backdoor on the far right of the garden. In front of the door I saw the path leading left around a mounted flower bed. The path lead to stairs which, in turn, lead to the rest of the garden.

In the dream it was the middle of the night. The only other person there was my friend Fred. He was over by the stairs whereas I didn't move much from the backdoor. There were no other people. There were only animals. A lot of animals. The garden was literally packed with them. On the mounted flower bed before me were what could only be described as giant rabbits.

The rabbits were by far the biggest of the animals. There were also lots of flying creatures such as bats and a lot of insects. Nearer Fred, along with the giant rabbits, were a lot rat-sized creatures which I don't think exist in the real world. They reminded me of scorpions but without the stinger or pincers. They looked to be mammals by the looks of them.

Fred and I spoke about how it was weird that in the day, this garden is completely void of animals but at night it's literally packed! Fred reached out and stroked a giant rabbit, which to my surprise, started growling at him like a dog.

I had a dream that Kayako, girl from the grudge, who was presumed to be gone for good, was seen in a reflection and had thus started hauting and killing.

I was in a house which was just two doors down from mine.It was grey and bland - there was no real life in the way the house was presented. There were two significant rooms in this dream. They were both big living rooms. One was upstairs and had a TV in the corner. There was also one downstairs which had a huge table in the centre.

There were people in the house. There was someone at the table downstairs. There were 3-4 people upstairs, one of which was pregnant, who was sat at an armchair across from the television. I could see Kayako in the TV set, which was off. When she attacked, she came out of the pregnant woman's mouth in a process which turned the woman's face grey and evil.

I moved downstairs to leave the house. There was a body on the floor which I forced myself not to look at, remembering the way the woman's face changed upstairs.

Thinking I had escaped, I was now outside a massive building with huge windows all around it. I looked into the dark window and saw the frain reflection of Kayako stood behind me.

I dreamed that I was in an old, dimly lit, large room, crowded with people around about my age. In the middle of this room was a large wooden table at which some of the people were sat. Others were sat on the edge of the table and some were on the floor. Everyone there was drinking heavily - I think it was some kind of party. I was sat on the floor with some others. From where I was sat I could see a door at the other side of the room which lead out into a dim corridor.

The only person I recognised there was my partner, who was sat near me. Everyone there was drinking strong alcoholic drinks apart from me and my partner. From my bag I took a large bottle of Coca Cola. Some of the guys sat on the edge of the table started to make fun of the fact that I was drinking Coke rather than alcohol. One of them kept pushing me with his foot as I was trying to drink from the bottle. In this dream I was wearing a white tee shirt with an Incubus print on the front (I slept in this very shirt this night). Finally, the Cola was splashed on my shirt and I got extremely angry.

At this point there were significantly less people in the room but still roughly ten to twelve other guys and my partner. I stood up and threw the bottle as hard as I could at the guy who pushed, causing the splash. It hit him and knocked him to the floor. My partner and I began to leave when the guy got up. We exited through the door on the other side of the room into the dark corridor. In this corridor, there were other doors either side of the narrow foot-way. The guy followed and threw a punch. I successfully avoided the punch and landed a kick to the side of his head. He fell back slightly and managed to move forward. I raised my leg and my knee collided with his head and knocked him down completely.

Out of the darkness came a dark, middle-aged lady who looked far too happy to engage in a fight. She had a slightly excited expression seeping through her cold, stony face. She attempted to grab me but I pushed her and tried to push her back with another kick. She grabbed it and pulled. I put all my weight onto my leg and we both hit the bare floorboards. I was trying to kick free when I woke up.