Wicked is back to dreamville baby!

I was playing a video game through some sort of advanced handheld console with a touch screen (similar to a smartphone, maybe it WAS a smartphone) and intermittently I was actually a character IN the game.

The game was a horror game with a very dark atmosphere, definitely rated 18+ and featuring gruesome murder among other things. My main character and others in his group have moved into a house that appeared to be haunted. By gathering evidence and uncovering puzzles we discovered there was somebody else living with us in the house. We talked to him, and though we didn't trust him he wasn't really an enemy for us, just someone to beware of.

I don't remember much else, except that near the end we managed to discover that this person was driving every night (or every once in a while) from this house to the pier, burning a dead human body he brought with him (from the house?) and disposing of the remains via a sailboat.

The feeling was that he was crazy and dangerous and we shouldn't have trusted him, but he wasn't our main concern, he was doing it for reasons that might be very logical from his point of view and there was MUCH greater evil afoot there.

I don't remember much else, I didn't manage to uncover the big secret, but I had a feeling I was extremely close. Part of our group have followed the man when he was driving to the pier, and after they returned I had to interview them to piece together all what they saw (in the darkness some were unsure what they saw themselves), and each member saw something a bit different. It was an incredible game.

I remember a logo that came up when the game was activated. It was a small wooden fishing boat filled with about four people standing in a row on it. I think that rather than being the symbol of some company, it was an advertising symbol for a revolutionary dynamic character levelling and development system in video games, or something. Or maybe it was both that, and a company logo.

This dream was awesome.

Interesting one today.

I was a humanoid robot, and I was sentenced to execution. It was to be administered by an acquaintance, but he was adamant in his duty. I tried to convince him not to kill me, to no avail. I tried to run/avoid him, however he had a (female) partner, and they finally managed to flank me and momentarily touched me with two chips on my skin. Just like that. They said that in the next 24 hours my software would start unraveling, and I will die.

They started to walk away. I had a feeling that I'd be alright (I was sort of semi-lucid, but not really lucid), and I didn't physically feel any different, but still, they told me I'm going to die in the next 24 hours. I started walking after the two, and I asked them: "do you think robots have souls?". I hoped I did have one, so that maybe the chips will not work, and I'll remain alive and in my body, or at least I can maybe convince them to reverse the process.

They sort of looked at me funny, but I implored, "just indulge me for a second, a tiny second of your time, please. Do you believe in souls?". They replied that no, I probably don't have one.

"Really? Then how am I able to do this?" and I demonstrated telekinesis on some item that was on the ground, a wallet I think.

"Magnetic force field", the man immediately answered, and sadly shook his head.

"OK OK, but what kind of ability do you think a robot will have if they had a soul? Just... hypothetically?"

I was desperate to prove to him, and most of all to myself, that it won't work and I actually won't die.

He was starting to get annoyed, and said something like, "maybe time travel".

"Really?" I said, and in my semi lucid state prepared myself to attempt time traveling. "But... time travel to the past is probably impossible. Do you think if I could show you that I can travel to the future..."

"Enough!" he cut me off, losing his patience for a conversation that was, from his point of view, moot.

I don't remember very much after that, except I vaguely recall returning to the place I lived in, still sad but hoping to keep living despite it all. I vaguely remember something about living with regular humans in a village that was constantly on guard and very militarized, because it was routinely raided by hideous monsters. I remember that I felt I will shut down soon, but only temporarily, like sleep, but deeper. I was worried, because we were warned that a raid was very likely to occur tonight, and I had no safe place to shut myself down, the monsters will surely get me if I were to do that simply inside my apartment. I remember considering folding myself up like no human can, and hiding inside a utility closet, but I were afraid they could smell me and get me even there. I had to be awake to defend myself against the monsters with the rest of the village, but because of the "execution", I couldn't.

I don't remember how it ended.

All dialogue I wrote above is very approximate.

Very fragmentary dream of me being with friends of mine. We connected an old 90's style TV to his computer via USB cable for some reason. I wanted to get some information or something, but my friend wanted to download some music first (he played it, it wasn't much to my taste). Later the scene became a parking lot, and he drove out of the parking lot where my car was also parked. Apparently, we lost our laptops. And he was talking about how we should all go to the beach. I also recall being online and seeing pictures of cats or something, and something about getting a new cat and naming him Interval (which I thought was a strange name even in the dream, no idea how or why I came up with it). It then came back to my apartment again. I went to the kitchen, it was dark, and I thought of Slender Man for some reason. I actually wanted him to appear, I enjoy being scared in dreams sometimes, the way I can enjoy a good horror movie. He didn't appear, but I still woke up.