Likewise skipping characters from media. Boy, there sure were a lot more than I thought:
-Dream from many years ago during my childhood. While exploring an Egyptian temple, I fell into a chamber, where I encountered a colossal serpent that spoke with a woman's voice. The creature wasn't outright hostile, but it also refused to release me from its coils, claiming me as a trophy or somesuch.
-Nightmare. It was the eve of a cataclysm, the sky blood red. While my brothers and I boarded up our house, we were approached by a bipedal beaver the size of a child. It offered us a plank of wood. While me bros and I debated what this meant, the creature vanished.
-Nightmare. A plant creature was murdering everyone in sight, and chased me in the shadows. Soon, it'd assumed the form of an older Asian woman. I got cornered in a office, but was briefly saved when she got paralyzed by music playing from my phone. Later, at a mall's lobby, she appeared again. The creature mentioned her newfound fascination with music, and subtly hinted sparing me for as long as I could sate such curiosity. We heard some relaxing songs together, an unusually soothing respite. Yet, true to her word, she tried killing me again, sprouting barbed vines from her back, though she sounded regretful of doing so. Just then, a squadron of soldiers and SWAT officers raided the area. Astoundingly enough, the plant woman allowed me to leave, sparing me from being collateral. I returned later to find her bisected corpse over a pool of fluid.
-Dream. While adventuring with a lady (and possible vampire), we stumbled upon a town in ruins. There, we were attacked by flying malformed mounds of flesh, wiry stalks portruding from their bodies. Magical abilities, even to the extent of conjuring meteors, proved useless. Conversely, fisticuffs worked, though it was quite tedious. I later encounter equally monstrous creatures in a mall. A large coalition of adventures and I planned on how to deal with this sudden threat.
-Dream. My brother and I were in a parking lot, when a spinning mass of objects bounced all over the place, trashing everything in view. The longer this went on, the more it grew. It suddenly stopped, as if in contemplation. The thing then completely disassembled itself, replacing everything it'd damaged, down to even the shards of glass in the windshields. I felt oddly guilty about its ephemeral existence.
-Self-afflicted nightmare. Tried summoning a demon in a mirror, just for fun. Got contacted by what appeared as just a normal gal. She asked for my soul. I tried bargaining it down to my blood, but she didn't seem to understand what that was. Later, we were pulled into another realm. Just them, the demoness' head and spine stretched out of her neck, while whips made of bone and cartilidge burst from her shoulders. She impaled me, and finally realized what blood was.
-Nightmare. At a mall. From a violet portal appeared a pale woman in a purple robe. She mentioned ill omens. Then, her torso and clothes stretched to great heights, before numerous entrail-like tentacles burst from her body. The environment immediately took on a similarly visceral appearance.
-Dream/nightmare. Flying around in a farmland. I stumbled upon odd bulbs growing on a group of thin trees. On closer inspection, these growths were actually human heads. Every time I turned away and back, their expressions would change, going from perky smiles, furious glares, gloom, terror, and others.
-Dream. Visiting an apartment suite of a supposed friend. His roommate happened to be a disgusting cross between a hag-like fairy and a cockroach. The creature's forwardness was off-putting.
-Dream. Had a hovercraft race with others inside a flooded abandoned mansion. Later, I stumbled on a legless, gator-sized, many headed toad. It spoke with a humorous valley-girl accent, promising not too hurt me too bad, though I found that hard to believe.
-DILD just today. After landing on the moon, things distorted into abstract black-and-white patterns. Several objects flowed past me. Unlike similar instances of such images, these seemed to deliberately avoid me, as if they were sentient.
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