Weird, but detailed, dream

I had a dream just last night that was incredibly weird, long, and hard to understand. First, my name is Renee, I'm 20 years old and I live in Pennsylvania. I work as a call girl and also do fetish parties/events (it's just my calling in life, please don't judge). I own a pet snake (I love snakes) have a very long history of both physical and emotional abuse as a child until now, an identical twin sister and possibly a personality disorder (I refuse to see a doctor, I'm fine).

So the first thing I remember in this dream is that it's almost like a labyrinth. It's a stone building with many passageways and rooms and there is intricate paint on the walls in blue and deep red tones. The only light is from torches placed around. I walk around and doing so I realize I've been here before and left, now I'm back. I know that im back only because someone brought me here but I don't know who. Walking through rooms and hallways some are dark and others are light. I don't know what I'm looking for, but I see a certain individual out of the corner of my eyes every few steps.

This individual (im not sure if he's human) is really tall, draped in a dark cloak-like outfit. I can see him but it's kind of like there's a permanent shadow around him and I'll never see him in full light. He has horns though, and long dark hair. I know he's handsome and strong, and I'm scared of him but in my dream I constantly follow him, and he never says anything. I think he's leading me somewhere.

Eventually I walk into a room and there is a boy painting on the wall. He is painting with one color, a kind of muddy red color, and he's probably around 11-13 years old. He looks just like my little brother did at that age, but he's not my brother. Please note that I have a very special relationship to my brother (who is 17 now). During our adolescence he was frequently targeted by my father and step mother for abuse and he had it worse than me or my sister. My parents legitimately hated him and wanted to get rid of him but couldn't. I've always looked out for him and everything, and once I was older I would try to help him as much as possible (buying him clothes, food, etc.,)

I ask the boy "what are you doing?" And he looks at me, then continues to paint. "It's my punishment." He says, "I must do this until I leave." And I ask him "how long have you been here?" He replies "20 years...18 more." I don't quite know what he means but I ask "who brought you here?" And the strange dark man appears to my right. Now I can look at him, and he looks back at me.

The next thing I remember is sitting on the floor in a different room, it's dark but there's a small window letting in moonlight. I know that there are other people in this labyrinth, and they're all afraid of the dark man. But I want to be near him, I'm not afraid at all, just curious. There's someone curled up on the floor, using my lap as a pillow. She's tiny and thin, with dark hair like mine. But she seems kind of defeated and listless, she doesn't ever talk. There's someone else sitting next to me too, but I don't remember anything about them.

They do tell me that all of the people here are dirty and need a bath, but the bathhouse won't open unless we give the owner of it something, and that something is the girl laying in my lap.

Then we're at the bathhouse, there's multiple people I can't see around me, and I'm hugging the tiny girl to my side. I never see her face. Outside its very dark, the only light is the moon, and the labyrinth is surrounded by giant trees and a thick marsh. (This is the first time I've realized) because I guess the people in the labyrinth can only leave with me. The bath owner is weird, but nice. He does want the girl, and I give her to him. Somehow I know that this is good for her and she will be happy.

The last thing I remember is being back in the labyrinth and this time it's only me. The dark man is standing there (he's always moving though even if he's still) his clothes move like he's underwater, his hair seems kind of alive. At this point, I want to get closer to him, to touch him. And yes, there is something disturbingly sexual in the ambiance. But then I woke up.

I should clarify that this was one of the deepest, most restful sleeps I've ever had. Usually I sleep lightly and have terrible insomnia. But last night I snorted an OxyContin pill, took 3 sleeping pills and my roommate gave me a great massage, then piled blankets on me and I was sleeping for 10 hours straight, didn't wake up once. And I always have weird, cryptic dreams when I sleep well, although it's rare.

Thanks for reading :)