Originally Posted by JET73L
I had another dream in what appears to be a series in a particular realm/world/whatever. I was on a school trip to a carnival, and some kid ran into me and knocked me partway off my bike (subconscious: I ran errands on my bike the day before yesterday), and, after I had managed to pry my foot loose from the wheel, followed up by accidentally hitting me in a very painful way(subconscious: I ran the corner of a sharp table into a pressure pint in my leg yesterday) with part of one of the carnival games (some cylinder or something, made of that solid cardboard stuff in the center of newsprint rolls, but even thicker), and when I was finally able to get up, my bike was gone. The dream thenm turned to a mystery, where I was folowing clues and interrogating people who might have stolen or bought my bike, and chasing after every red bicycle I saw (even climbing to the balcony of a mock haunted house after what turned out to be a large Red Ryder tricycle with a wheel knocked off). Eventually, it started getting late, and I followed my last tip to a permanent structure in which was a librarium containing all sorts of old things and books, but the owner/curator/inhabitant told me that she hadn't bought it because the building was closed that day. I left, and noticed it was getting cold, and most of the people were leaving, and this skinhead-hermit-sage (who I had previously griled because he owned the nearest flea market stall and looked the type to be trafficking in goods of unknown origin) cryptically stated something along the lines of that, when I had gotten hit, the bike had been thrown up onto a thick electrical wire. He ended the encounter with "Everything eventuallyends up on the wire." Since to one side of the road, the wire ended over a forested cliff too steep to folllow, I went the other way, and saw pig-dog creatures hanging on the wire (the ones from Silent Hill $, one of which had long, greay, spiked red hair and a more human countenance than the others), and saw ahead that the wire ended at a hunter's cabin with tanning creatures and skeletons out front, emitting a hideous, forbudding aura. I wwent back to the road, and my viewpoint panned back and upwards as I collapsed in despair, and I finally woke up.
This seems to be part of a world-similar series of dreams. I always wake up from them partially paralyzed with stiffened joints for up to half the following day, and freezing my butt off no matter what the temperature. I also never wake up in the middle of one, only at the end, and always with sudden clarity after I awake. I usually never wake up that quickly, and if I sleep after one of these dream is over, I never remember it.
A common detail of these dreams, besides the chiling atmosphere, is the spotted pig-dogs from Silent Hill $. I've seen them in pretty much every one of these dreams (excluding all but one or two of a subseries I will describe later), despite the fac t that I've been having these dreams for years before SH4 was even out, and I don't recall having seen them in other games or shows or advertisments. Originally, they were after me whenever I saw them, but in one dream I found them on a power line, either stuck like a pig roasting on a spit or slit apart, placed on the wire, and sewn back up to achieve the same effect. I felt a darkness, that the being who did this must be insanely powerful and evil beyond insanity, and that that was what may have inhabited the cabin in my most recent dream. I have only seen the red-haired pig-dog a couple of times, and each time I can remember was when it was strung on the wire.
The subseries I mentioned earlier was several nights in a row, then one night witrhout the dream, then another couple of nights. I was on a training mission with some of the minor Konoha ninjas-in-training from Naruto, and it was in and on the grounds of a gigantic building, larger than any I'd seen before, built by a guy who was supposed to be haunted the place now, but noone could recall when he'd died. It later turned out that one of the people I was training with, either Tenten (the weapons specialist from Lee and Hyuga's team in the show) or an unnamed blonde girl, was either directly related to the ghost dude or hypnotized into thinking she was (it may have been that she was hypnotized into thinking she was the reincarnation of the blond girl, who was in fact living a depressing ghostly half-life in the mansion). Besides the rather cheery garden maze between the house and the woods out back, and an old-fashioned coffee shop protected by spells where we could rest between training exercizes, the entire mansion was decorated with either old, eclectic objects filling floor-to-cieling shelves, or occasional dioramas of anthropomorphic animals, giving the impression of a combination curio shop combined with a wax museum. Also clear was the room in which the dude who may or may not have been a ghost mainly resided, in which he was seen by someone (probably but not necessarily me) talking with the character he believed to be his dead granddaughter. It was decorated like a slightly depressed, cramped version of an old-fashioned parlor room, complete with grandfather clock and fireplace.
The creatures we fought whilst training were mainly somewhat more demented versions of Akira Toriyama's combination or joke monsters from Dragon Quest, but in at least one exercise, we were led down a very small hallway between two down-leading flights of stairs, lit only from one end by a large window and from behind a large, roughly life-sized diorama inset into the wall halfway down trhe hall. It was of two cows wearing clothing in humanoid poses, the female standing by amini-fridge (open, and empty) and the male sitting in a stuffed chair. Both appeared to bave something resembling a dark strawberry jam on their faces, and also on the male's shirt. We were to walk form one flight to the other, one at a time, and give our first impression. Each of us was to give our mfirst impression as we passed the diorama, and most of us had said something along the lines of "Ha, they have jam on their faces" (with the number of "ha"s varying from zero to two). This always followed by them developing a shocked look and stumbling torward the second staircase. When it was my turn, I started to say the same thing, but halfway through the phrase, I realised the cows were not fat, but engorged, they had sharp teeth like a wolve's more than a cow's, there was no jelly jar in the scene, and they were slowly breathing. It felt vaguely like people desribe having a heart attack, but my arm went cold instead of tingly. I started stumbling torward the second staircase, and forget what happened until; a bit later. This was the scariest thing that had happened in the subseries, but the main series of dreams nearly always had a deadly frightening sense of forbidding, or even being attacked by the RE4 leopard-pig-dogs. They were only seen a couple of times in the subseries, and only strung on the wires.
Another major difference between the main series and the subseries was that the main series was always in real time, but the subseries occasionallly had scene changes.
