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I'm being told a story. There's a man, a shapeshifter who can seem to be anyone, but when he smiles you see the shards of glass filling his mouth, grotesquely. I see the moment he'd died, falling from a horse and landing on a glass bottle full of something he'd been carrying, shattering it.

The story shifts to the woman he'd loved when he was alive. She was called a witch, and a mob took her and chained her to a tree in the forest, with a circle of some kind of wooden pegs placed in the ground to prevent the body from leaving that spot after death. Her body's left there without her head. I 'hear' the body briefly feel a dim sort of awareness of the presence of something familiar and loved nearby.

Over time, the body comes loose from the chains as it decomposes, sinks into the ground and is covered by - I hear the word 'loam', but I'm seeing moss growing over the body. The arms separate from the rest and hang from the chains. At one point, a horse that had belonged to her while she was alive comes to the tree and noses at those decaying arms, and they reach out and pat it. At another time, the body rises up from the ground and seems to dance, with those arms dancing along as if they were still attached - slightly altering how my vision works, I can see dark strings which would be invisible, manipulating the body like a puppet. That man with the mouth full of glass shards is pulling the strings.

Later, a scene in which I'm using Mephisto as a pseudonym.

(Woke up. Back to sleep.)

On a ship after some incident in which several of the crew died, the captain came to me privately to ask a question. He's under the mistaken impression that I can see the future. I don't see the future, I just have more memories to draw on to recognize old patterns playing out again. The captain asks, essentially, whether any of those who died were important - he uses the word 'cheap.' I say to him, "No life is cheap." He acknowledges that this was poor phrasing, but "I need to know-"

As he speaks, I see a go board. The point is made that certain moves will have a drastic impact on the outcome of the game, and others won't. The captain needs to know if any of the people we lost would have been necessary for this journey to succeed, in ways he can't foresee himself.

(Woke up. Back to sleep.)

I'm looking at paintings hanging on a wall, a series mostly depicting figures of the zodiac, with one in the center of a man labeled Dream.

I'm meeting with a man named Snow who'd initially tried to conceal his identity from me. He's disappointed to find I recognized him immediately. The persona he'd put on for me was this sort of affable type; the real Snow is - well, he gives the impression of being intimidating but I'm not personally intimidated, I'm just enjoying watching how complete his transformation is.

The majority of the scene after that reveal consists of a tango, during which he leads - which is different, but I find I have no difficulty following. Great fun. He's proposing some kind of deal - there's something about him recognizing the way I've been challenging myself, and how working for him would be beneficial for both of us, something about working for a greater cause, a sense of direction - but when the tango's over and he wants an answer, I just start laughing. Man, have you got the wrong guy. I'm thoroughly enjoying every aspect of his presentation - the intimidating attitude, the seriousness of the deal he's proposing, the song and dance, his whole look - it's all incredibly appealing, but I have no intention of taking it seriously.

From Buffy, I/Spike am meeting Dru for the first time. Found her lying in an alley, looking unfocused. In this version of the story, the William the Bloody nickname doesn't come from poetry. Scene changes to present-day, transitioning with Dru describing that last scene, clearly fond of the memory; she says she liked seeing that sort of initiative in the living. She's putting it in terms that are disturbing the woman she's talking to.

Nearby, I'm also reminiscing about Dru to someone else. We used to play this game with the people who'd hunt us. Scene changes to show the game - I'm running into a churchyard, holding a cross or something like it in one hand and some weapon in the other, run up to the hunter all wide-eyed. Make like I'm volunteering to join his hunt, country kid all full of admiration, or like the monster's right behind me - either way, the point's just to get in close. Not challenging enough to be called a game maybe, but we still thought it was fun.

The first run-through of the scene, I 'won' the game easily, but then I'm remembering a second one with this weathered old woman who was suspicious of me right from the start, didn't buy the act. Circling around her, I wound up climbing further into the hills covered in graves, and as I climb I transition partially out of the Spike character. I'm hearing voices up here among the graves, not from the graves themselves but still tied to this place - three men who were here a long time ago and moved on, people I've been looking for traces of for a long time. I can't hold on to what they're saying.

(Woke up. Back to sleep.)

From Hellblazer, I/Constantine am walking out a back door into a narrow courtyard and out a large gate, then turn back to look at the building I've just left. Ravenscar. The image is distorted - I'm looking at a long wall with a gate in the center, one tower visible over it, and a few windows opening onto that courtyard, letting you see a little more of the building, and that's all fine enough; except it looks impossibly tall, and at strange slanted angles, and the views through those windows are showing me more than should be possible as I look up and up and up. I catch glimpses of the moon through those windows sometimes. In a stunning lack of lucidity, I think of this as "the place that haunts my dreams."

Scene changes. I'm still looking up at that extreme angle, but I'm looking at a different place, focusing on this life-sized stone statue of a woman high above me in the moonlight. I have a sense of something religious about it, like she's meant to be praying, though there's nothing about her position to suggest it, or like she's meant to be an angel, though there's no wings. I think something along the lines of, "Of course, it would be her," with a sense of resignation.

(Woke up. Back to sleep.)

There's a man begging me for something, and I'm tired of this, bored. I tell him, life, death, pick one, plead your case, make it convincing, you've got one minute, go. It takes him a moment to process this, but then he starts singing.

I recognize the song from a theatre show I enjoy about Lucifer, but can't place the scene immediately - at first I think it's Lilith's song. I'm amused - you think reminding me of her will make me more sympathetic to you too? I like the inspired emotional manipulation, but that's not going to work - she moved me, he didn't. But then I recognize the actual song. It's from the story of a woman who had to choose between love and advancing her career as a dancer - she chose dance. The song is about her calling herself foolish for causing pain to them both, her and the boy she loves, but ultimately defending her choice as a valid one.

I've come to a group of buildings with many rooms, with people sleeping inside. I stick my head inside one, and the woman inside starts talking. I hear her voice distorted, like a phone call with a bad connection; her mouth isn't moving, she still looks asleep. I apologize for waking her up, I hadn't meant to, and when she stops talking I enter the room. I put my hand on her head, and I lose visuals and get an impression of many voices, very quiet. I'm aware this is an opportunity to listen in on her dream.

It seems to be morning now; for a moment I think I've just skipped over her dream entirely. I'm in her apartment, and her bed is empty; so's the bed where her roommate sleeps. I look out the window, and see her on her bike. She's late for class, and wondering why/how she slept so late. She sees me standing on the sidewalk, and tells me I better hurry too if I want to get to school on time. She thinks I'm one of her students.

I leave her and walk through a park near her school, watching a squirrel run along a branch. As I'm walking a woman sitting in one of the trees addresses me. She asks how to get close to a human. It's the usual, I tell her - you talk with them, you create shared experiences, you care about them.

I'm aware that woman's just altered this reality. I'm returning to a home where I live with various people, and that woman from the tree is there; she's a part of this 'family.' She's set things up so that everyone thinks she's this beautiful ideal; someone compares her to Quan Yin. The part of me that still recognizes that this is a scenario she created is amused. Setting yourself up as an ideal isn't a very realistic way to experience being part of a family, but whatever floats your boat. We eat a large dinner of various rare dishes, everyone contributing a different one, and I'm a little irritated because I know I'm not going to remember all these dishes when I wake up, there's too many of them to keep track of, and the dream goes through them too quickly. But when the meal's done, we're all sent out to hunt for some new rare dish to bring back to that woman from the tree. I and one of my 'sisters' wander through an arcade, looking for something rare.

*So this was a dream from a 3 hour nap, but of course felt long. As a background i'm a heavy napper, and dream extremely vividly the moment my head hits the pillow. I will start to dream as I doze off as well if i'm tired, or start hearing part of my dreams. I have no control over my dreams, I can never fly, or breathe under water. They are simply as real life is but much more interesting and include odd places and things that don't exist. I have no idea why. I am also extremely honest and social in dreams which is different from real life. My feelings don't get hurt as easily.*

I met a yellow male fairy, maybe about the size of a cat, I was told by my dad to get to know him. We were sleeping next to each other and my dad got so angry, but the fairy wasn’t human, and it wasn’t weird. I said “I knew he would get mad, he gets mad every time” and me and my dad got in a fight (me and my dad don’t really get along in real life)

Next flash. is I was ready to die, I was writing on my friends computer real fast saying “you did a good job, …. etc” it was a room with several computers and a desk near on the side from where I was sitting. If you walk the opposite way next to the desk you could leave the room. I decided not to kill myself after all, but I was going to congratulate her on being the last person I write too, but I decided not to. As I was waiting for her to see it she walked back into the room with black pearls around her neck and other such things because she became famous I guess. (this has to do with someone singing better than me in real life in a competition and that was her a few days ago)

Another flash. We were in this underground room, me and a friend I knew well, it seems like my childhood best friend but then again it didn’t. There were snakes coming out from everywhere. Out of the ceiling, out of the cracks the floors, and I was trying to avoid them. But I saw them such as you would in a movie, from one flash of a snake to the other. eventually I would jump around and swing around as much so I just let one bite me. They didn’t scare me, I just didn’t want to get bit.

Next flash. I was eating ice cubes from this icecube holder on this counter with this large room with two seperate groups of people, and stairs that go down the middle. from this large section of people. I looked at the ice cubes and they weren’t normal ice cubes, they were pretty like glass and they had a lemon seed in them and something else. I had eaten something that made my mouth burn, and I was trying to make it go away. I was spitting places such as the towel behind the picture frame hung up where the stair move down. I was hoping nobody saw me, but the last time I tried spitting in my dream since I did it more then once to get the taste to go away, I spit in real life and that’s what woke me up.

Next flash. My friend had my mini scissors that I haven’t been able to find and that I was looking for in real life today, I take them and she gets offended. I wasn’t mad but she said something along the lines of “well that flute was so expensive anyway so” and from that dream I remembered a false memory that was given to me in the dream of me giving her a flute she bought me back, I got a mental picture of it in my dream, and I had made a light hearted clever joke back to her comment about these fancy scissors I have in real life even though she was defensive.

Another flash. I was down by these booths and shops in the same place, there was this one with a lady that in my dream I remembered from before. I got there right as it was closing and she pulled down the metal to cover her booth right as I was about to look and buy something.

-I don’t really remember colors of walls or carpets.
-I don’t remember the people really. They were just details such as there is in real life.

These are only a few of the parts I remember. They all led into each other. I don’t remember the transitions or the other several places I went and things that happened besides these.

Ive noticed a similar pattern in my dream in which 3/5 of my dreams have a volcano in them. is there a hidden meaning behind this or is it just a coincidence. I havent been on the forums in a while but when i realized this i knew i needed some insight from a 3rd party. Thanks

Hello, I have two lucids dreams. to put in my journal and share with you all.
The first is pretty odd but short.

The day before the night I had the dream, I was biking back from a friends house, slightly toasted, .Anyway, I remember going down the main road on my bike, It was a gray sky, and I remember seeing a green Jeep go past me and thinking, Hmm that's a cool car.

Then, that night in my dream, the exact same thing happened. Then it occurred to me what if i'm dreaming. Then I thought of the possibility of a lucid dream. I got super excited and told my self to start biking faster and catching up with car. It definitely felt "Real" but when I got near the car black holes started to appear and I woke up.

I saw my literature book under my elbow, and the sky was nice and sunny. it couldn't have been earlier than 10 Am due to the position the sun was going through my window, I told myself holy shit, I just had a lucid dream, I can't wait to tell anyone. And feel back asleep.

Now whats really weird, is when I woke up again, the book was not even in my room, the sky was gray, and it was 8 24 am.

So I'm guessing I had a lucid dream, inside a regular dream? Because the 2nd dream didn't seem to have the same feeling as the lucid dream. and I definitely did not question if i was dreaming in that one.

Anyway, here is my second one, which lasted a lot longer.
(Sorry this is a long journal entry)

It has been about a month and a half since the dream I just told you about. Last night, I got somewhat baked again and meditated for quite a while. Practicing my chakras and yoga.

I went to bed and woke up in a dream. I was walking my dog down a long road. A road I am quite familiar with. I started to think. What If I am dreaming? I started to get tingly all around. The feeling you get before you go on a roller coaster. I told my self to try and fly. I concentrated. Low and behold I was flying maybe 3 feet of the ground about the pace of a jogger. It was crazy. What was weird was, my legs almost seemed to disappear, and I was just floating. I will admit there were occasional waves of fear. But the excitement kind of took over that. I started to walk again think HOLY SH!T, excuse my language earlier I am not too sure the rules on that,
I tried to fly again, but it wasn't working. So I took a jogging started and lifted off. The feelings were pretty dang realistic. I was almost numb, like my insides? but could feel everything. At the end of the road, my dad showed up and started yelling at my dog for jumping on him. It almost seemed like I lost the lucidity at that moment, because I couldn't seem or know to control things.

Well that's my first two experiences in this new awesome world. I'm just curious if anyone else experiences lucid dreams at a higher rate with Mary jane in your system. I hope no kids are reading this...

I dreamt a long time ago that I was in the air and i had to choose between heaven and hell, and heaven was scary and I tried to leave, but then someone said no stay wait. So I did and then I met some people. I went to a swimming pool that had lap lanes, and I thought, Im in heaven, but I don't see Jesus anywhere, where is Jesus? And then a guide came and carried me to a different world. I was outside. It turned out it wasnt heaven after all but Jesus carried me to the REAL heaven. I was outside and I walked into a room inside with a huge blue pool and there was a lifeguard sitting on a high chair by the pool.

In another dream about heaven, I was in a literature class and a painting class, and the woman teaching it was angelic and I loved her and I saw her bedroom and her clothing hung up.

In another heaven dream, I was auditioning to Julliard and was asking the adminstration desk at Julliard what I needed to do to get in. It turns out it was actually heaven school and the angel at the desk said something along the lines of, "I hope they have compassion on you." And then suddenly i was in a feild of flowers and i was lost and then God carried me back to my bed and I woke up.

Ive had many dreams where I was visiting heaven. In them I had the lucid sense that I was visiting heaven. It wasnt 100% a lucid dream, but I knew it wasn't ordinary consciousness. I was flying going to classes and talking to angels. The very first heaven dream I had was when I was in a psychiatric hospital I dreamt I was in an angelic swimming water meditation class I was meditating in the water with other people and then I was in a cafeteria and later after I meditated and pondered on this dream I thought it was REAL and NOT A DREAM and I was really visiting heaven in night in body, that God carried my body there and back again. I reflected on it again and realized it was just a dream but it was a prophetic dream, a dream giving me insight and wisdom onto what heaven is like and that what happened in the dream was exactly what happens in the swimming water meditation classes in heaven are. In another dream I was tasting fruit and making fruit smoothies and the food I was dreaming about are foods that only exist in heaven cafeterias. It was another prophetic dream.

I'm looking after a little girl and a little boy. My IRL father's recently married their mother. At the moment we're heading for the car, and the little girl asks to stop by our parents' new house. I say sure, we can swing by and take a look if you want - it has pretty steps, doesn't it? She says that's not it, she wants to go inside. I tell them we can't do that yet. The little girl doesn't understand why not - she says the divination's already been done. I hadn't been aware of that. The results of the divination must have been bad. I see an image of something being driven into the ground outside the house with a hammer - if it's blocked by anything, if it doesn't sink completely into the ground in one blow, then it's a sign of misfortune and they'll have to clear the misfortune before anyone can enter. I see my IRL father walking away from that divination and getting into a car, and I think about the traditions associated with the place our families come from.

Transition to that place - it's a small New England town. I'm walking down main street - well, 'walking'; I think I was disembodied at this point - and I overhear snatches of conversations with words like "dreams" (a girl pointing to a phrase in her friend's book) and "luck" (a goth girl talking on her cell phone about her boss). I pass by a church where the window is covered by cardboard. People are milling around outside, just left a service, and someone's commenting on how the priest here never gives any blessings and never reads from the Bible. Someone who works for the church is insisting, offended, that the priest is not a vampire - he's just unwell.

Transition to see that priest - he's giving a speech to a group of graduating students on an overcast day. He's making a point to appear in public during the daytime, to prove that he can. It's a small graduating class, maybe thirty or so people, and they're standing around him in a circle, very casual. The priest looks like he's in his 80s or 90s, slightly hunched, and he's got Nosferatu teeth. As he's speaking, the clouds are beginning to thin - the sun will be out soon. I'm mentally trying to get the priest to notice this, but he doesn't. Eventually one of the students comments on it, and the priest finally looks up. He finishes his speech and leaves in a hurry.

Soooooo......they say to write down your dreams because you will see similarities and be able to realize the difference between reality and dreaming. So far though my dreams are so random always in places I don't recognize or so off the wall it makes no sense what my mind is thinking........not sure what I can do to help tame my wild imagination??

Hi ever since I was 3 I have had dreams and I see other peoples deaths and they happen the next day.Then, Im also able to see just everyday things before they happen but forget until they do happen now I have been able to remember them more and more often.I also see ghost not as apparitions but as colored outlines instead like each color means something about that ghost I also scream very often in my dreams and my grandmother says I scream in my sleep and at random moments when I get thoughts that relate to my dreams.how do these things connect to each other and what do they mean am I like some weird psychic or a banshee or something I just want answers please help.

This is going to be the details and listings of all of my dreams that came true, I am not making this up I promise!

First future dream to come true

So I had a dream YEARS ago (the bare minimum of 2years), like when I was having this dream I didn't not know the room or tables but I knew the people around me. We were in a classroom (I had never seen it at this time) and the people at the table where in a circle including me. I could tell you exactly who was sitting where and the person sitting across from me is Omar. Now I was really short in the dream, barley able to see over the table but enough to have details of my surroundings. We were suppose to be playing a board game and the game was given to us by an unknown person but it was placed in the middle of us. Omar asked "What game are we playing?" and then processed to say "Oh monopoly!!" and that's where it ended.

I don't know the time distance of the real life occurrence and the dream but it had to be between a couple of months to over a year. Than I get in my science class and the second semester we are make science board games and finally it comes down to playing them. I was put in a group with all the people who were around me in the dream including omar, everyone was in their dream seating arrangement and bam!!! The dream starts to play out and at the end of the dream I had a huge deja vu moment.


Second dream

I don't remember when I had this dream but it might of been in the past year. I know for a fact that I had been at place once in my life but never where I was standing or having the knowledge of who the people were around me. (I was at the place years before I had the dream).

So in the dream I was standing where a hostess would stand to greet the people who walked in the door and in front of me were on the left and right sides of the rooms were booths and up the middle of the room were tables. The table closest to me was a table of 6 and I remember a lady on the right end of the table closest to me had her arm up asking a waitress a questions. This waitress was a female with long black hair in a pony tail and she was heavier set and the dream ended.

Than I was working at this restaurant as a busser and I had been there for a couple of months and I was standing where I was in the dream and BAM, the dream played out. I was hit with the BIGGEST deja vu moment EVER! I thought the first one was bad.. no. I couldn't think straight and I was dizzy after it happened

third dream to some true

So I had this dream when I was either in 7th or 6th grade because I thought it was my science teacher who was dreaming the pictures in my dream (explained below). I was graduated and in cosmetology school when it came true. So a 5 or 6 year period of me not remembering or have the dream again.

So in the dream I was in a white room with some tables in the room. they were grey and tall but like I said above I was short in my first dream but im not sure about this one, it is a possibility that I was. In front of we was a white board with some weird drawing on it that I had to draw it on a piece of paper in front of me and that was it.

5 or 6 years later in my REAL LIFE I went to cosmetology school and in class one day we were drawing that same picture on the white board down on paper. it took quit some time for me to realize that my dream was coming true right in front of me and it took 3 of the same drawing for me recognize it. But it came true!

Fourth Dream

This one was more of a picture and it was of this house it was small and it was a doorway leading into the kitchen with an attached living room. In the middle of the picture was an older couple with their dog and that is it. The picture was blurry so I don't have much detail for it

I recently met the couple and their dog in their home that was just like the picture, I didn't realized it happened tell I got home and a small deja vu happened.


These were my dreams and some times I see myself through my own eyes or someone who was watching from above but all these dreams where from my own eyes no third person view.

Thanks so much for reading. Tell me if you have had dreams like this please! I want to know more about them. I have a theory if you want to hear about it.

A false awakening during which I tried to write down the previous dream. The dream I was writing down was a Rumpelstiltskin POV, and I'd written that in Belle's version of their shared dream there had been no corresponding scene with Bae. When Rumpelstiltskin found this out from her, he had a sort of bitter "aha!" reaction to it, as if this proved him right in doubting something. But now that I was 'awake' and writing this down, I thought he was mistaken in that reaction. There was more I wanted to write, but my pen ran out of ink. I went to fetch another and was distracted by various things.

(Woke up for real. Back to sleep.)

There are four servants in a mansion, one who's getting ready to serve guests. The other three have to stay out of sight of the guests, and two of them have stepped out a back door to talk about something.

The other one of those three servants, the only woman among them, finds those two standing around the open door and is very upset at them for leaving it open. They have some reason for it - but while doors are open, the spell that freezes time inside the mansion weakens. Allowing a few minutes to pass here and there means very little to them, but that fourth servant, the one currently serving the guests, is human. He only has so many minutes in his lifetime. She wants to preserve that limited life of his for as long as she can, even if it's only a few centuries. She's furious at them for allowing any of it to slip away.

(Woke up. Back to sleep.)

A car crashes out of a portal onto a hill. The woman inside is unconscious, and when she wakes up, she gives the name of a flight that crashed with her and her husband on it. She believes that she's just woken up after that plane crash; she doesn't remember the car or the portal. That plane crash happened days or weeks ago. But she's taken to the hospital where her husband is still staying.

When her husband sees her, he's shocked to see she looks much younger than before she disappeared. He takes out her compact mirror from her purse - he has all of her things that were found at the plane crash site - and hands it to her. As he does so, I see an image of her at three ages. Her appearance now is a young woman with strangely large eyes, blonde hair worn straight back under a headband, neatly dressed. But I'm also seeing a version of her several years older, with long wavy hair and a loose dress; and at the same time, a version of her that's about 5 years old. I realize that she became younger while she stayed in that place on the other side of the portal, and if she'd stayed longer she would have reverted to that 5 year old image.

I tried WBTB, but instead every time I woke up and went to bed I had a short dream, in which I remember only about three of them.

1. I was battling a giant monster, after its defeat it turned into a human. My friend was a medium and tried contacting Albert Einstein's spirit to 'prank call' him.

2. Going to camp, we had to wear our sport uniform. Teacher forgot I was present and though I'd gone missing. Camp never happened just school. I skate out of school (without a skateboard, I was floating, like on a hover board, so I was technically flying - which is a dream sign. DAMN IT!). Jumping was float-like (dream sign. Damn).

3. Person from school was watching an anime and I got 'sucked' into the screen and was a part of it. We all lived/stayed at a giant house/mansion. My cats were there, Ollie (cat) turned into a kid, found Badger (cat) in a pond outside the house, swimming. Sims game turned into reality, I turned into a horse from the game and escaped the home and ended up at a school oval. I soon turned into Lucy Heartfillia (from Fairy Tail) and got called trashy names so I turned into a lost child and ended back at the house/mansion. Flying? Climbing walls like Spiderman. Suddenly at camp in some sort of hall. Neck touching game with Lisa Simpson there (we had to have hands on the people sitting beside us, sitting in a circle, and if they caught the prize the two people would have to tickle their necks and if they 'let go' and they would vibrate and lose the prize), somehow we had four arms, because two were on the necks of the people sitting next to me and two was reaching out for the prize.

One group weren't allowed 'camp' maids (we were staying at a fancy place) because they didn't fill out a diary we had to do (probably a subconscious thought about my DJ).

The magician's been having a conversation with a girl he thinks of as a dreamer. Long wavy blonde hair, long loose dress, bare feet, floating in the air. She's not physically here, and they can only meet like this because at least one of them is asleep. Just now he's sitting down at a small white wrought iron table where a woman is going to bring them tea, and he's looking up at the sky. It's starting to rain. He's wondering out loud why he doesn't feel the rain in this place - he starts to speculate about the magical properties of this region. She says no - it's because he's sitting down and relaxing that the rain here can't touch him.

Dream 1 - Soccer Competition

My friends are apparently playing football through an obstacle course down a road. I have a pointer that shows me their position compared to mine. I run besides this girl, but she is faster than me and is in the lead down the road. When we get down around the corner of the road, the people are playing some kind of shooting inside a target area. They come to a hall with grass as floor. When the last one hits inside a curvatured furniture, it sets fire to a spider at the bottom of it. I take the spider, but throws it away, since I am afraid of spiders. I walk out of the hall, and I am unable to find my usually jacket. I get the feeling that some of the people I know has taken it from me, but to my surprise, I am granted a new jacket I apparently should have recieved a year before. I go outside in the rain, and the dream fades (I wake up to rain and thunder outside, LOVELY! )

Dream 2 - The Insane Disease

From the moment I remember my dream, I am engulfed in a slimy green bubble. A small amount of time passes, and I start to feel sick. The same happens to my younger brother. My mom throws me inside of a car (she has no drivers license), and I am feeling the urge to vomit. I look at my younger brother, and he is almost puking like me. When we reach the tower where the psychiatrist is in, I start to hear a high-pitched ringing sound hurting my ears (my alarm. I don't realize this), and I am apparently in belief that I have gone mentally insane. It is hurting so much in my ears that I beg it to stop. When we come to the psychiatrist, I tell her that it is a demon that has made me sick. She replies that it is not a good idea to name the demon, but my younger brother does this by replying. I start to get scared, but I calm down quickly, and I start to feel better. We walk off, and the dream fades.