nightmare

I was "playing" gmod (though the dream was in 1st person perspectie with nothing outside of the game and all the visuals life like). (it's a sandbox game where you build stuff) with some folks from the other internet forum I am on. One of them was building this highly realistic cave like sturcture in the middle of the map. I was passively observing the construction process while I was messing with my train carriage system I had built for the track on the map. At one point, this dude invited me to try the cave structure out. I went in, he put and froze a big boulder in the opening of the cave, so I couldn't get out. I walked inwards, the cave was sloping downwards. At one point, I saw bars like those from a jail cell in t he middle, and I continued, I knew this was a map change in game, even though I was technically in the game myself, and not just controlling it. I went through a fwe more of those, and finally arrived at this longer corridor. At the end there was this dark haired young girl singing awkwardly and sadly and staring at me. She got up and started walking towards me. Then she jumped towards me at inhumane speeds. I tried to noclip but instead hit my head on the ceiling. I went through a few map changes while trying to get out, but in the end, the cave was a maze of sorts, and I couldn't find my way out. Dream end.

This is a memorable dream from a couple of months back I thought I had listed up but apparently didn't. Worth listing anyhow. (Note: I have a gazillion ones I could list but my dreams are so nonsensical that I rarely do)

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So I was on this field with a few of my close family and friends. A couple of trees and a grassy ground. There was this slight hilltop. I approached it. On the top there was this ancient looking well, built from big stone blocks that had vegetation growing on them. I hear faint whispers from the well. I summon a couple of my family members to listen too. They too hear it all. Soon, my vision blurs, and we are sucked into the well.

We find ourselves on the floor of a big cave. There's a couple of hallways leading somewhere. And the well is still visible upwards. We pick one of the hallways, which is not cave anymore, but rather a mayan looking underground structure. We continue walking through it and hear the same whispers throughout. At some point, the voices got louder. The voice was a loud low pitched male sound with a sadistic tone to it. It informed us that we were there and stuck, and that he was going to play games with us.

So we spend hours wondering around while the voice with his powers traps us in individual rooms, tortures us, and releases us and so on. The thing says he'll give us one chance to get out. We are going to have to play ball with him, literally. There was this game of what was kinda like football, but all moves allowed, where the voice summoned living statues, again in the mayan artistic style, to act as players on the field in the game. A friend of mine scores and the entity lets him go. We continue playing, and ultimately loose, resulting in us being tortured to death by the stone giants beating us down.

(Comment: This is my first real nightmare that I remember in.... ever.. I think I only had one when I was a little kid. )


I was there in my grandparents house. I was bringing a person back alive. For some reason, I had a feeling of being the creator of that specific creature. The dream started there though, and I don't know if I had built a human being from scratch, or just operated on him and brought him back to life. I successfully revived him. He took a while, maybe a few minutes, to come to full thinking/ speaking capability. He looked at me for a while. He started talking very calmly. He was threatening me. Telling me that I'd have a chance to run away, and if he'd catch me, I'd suffer something horrible. I did not specifically know or think about what this horrible fate would be but I knew that it was bad.

So I started running. I ran and I ran. Climbed obstacles, hid from the guy multiple times, all occuring in the small part of town where the house was located in. It was absolutely terryfying seeing this guy 5 feet away from me, knowing that if I stumbled or didn't run fast enough, something terrible would happen. Finally I had hid in the living room of the house. I looked away. When I looked back, the person was there, again, staring at me. Slowly walking towards me. I told him to stop and listen to me for a while. He sat on a seat and so did I. (comment: At this point I somehow knew that it was a dream, yet I could not classify it as a lucid, since I was not aware that it was a dream, but I kinda just knew that it was, but didn't acknowledge it, which is why I didn't put this in either lucid or non-lucid)

His appearance was scary. He was an old man with long, messy, near white hair. He was wearing torn clothes, which were also dirty. He had no shoes. His skin was all around in bad condition. His hands, big and full of veins. His arms, muscular, from what I saw through the gaps in the clothing. His face, filled with scars.

I told him that if he'd be better off not chasing me. There is no real benefit in keeping this up. He said that I would never be able to get back to where I came from. That I'd be eternally stuck with him, unless I'd give up, and in which case, I'd suffer horribly.

I saw my younger brother (He's only 8) running around in the yard. I jumped off of the sofa I was sitting on, blasted open the door, ran out, took him with me, hid under the stairs that were there on the western end of the building. Saw and heard how the guy ran down the stairs and past the house to the other side of the house. I took my brother and carried him to the carage of the house in the front. There, we sat on a bench very quietly. The suspense was dreadful. The feeling of fear like no other.
About ten seconds later, the door from the cellar to the carage (which is not the same as the main carage door) opened, and I saw him. I thought out loud "How could he know where we were?!". I remember him running towards us.


End dream. (Comment: Dream did not end at the moment he was running towards me. I did not wake up to that. That's just the last thing I remember)