wannabeotaku
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Dreamt that there was a large ape who for some reason was angry at me and wanted to keep me in his apartment. I sent a friend to go get whatever it was that the ape had lost so that I could leave and I was forced to wait. Things started to look up when another pair of friends came into the apartment. I told them to go on without me. As soon as they opened the door to leave, I pounced, running down the stairs, jumping down entire flights because I knew this ape would reach me. When I reached the bottom, I noticed that this is the least practical exit ever conceived. This lack of convenience let the thing catch up a bit before I was out the door and running even harder. Unfortunately the ape caught up to me and... I don't know what happened from there.

Next dream had me at my college suite. It was a lot more spacious, kind of like a nice apartment. The three televisions that are here were arranged in a more pleasing manner, and for whatever reason there were children's books on a bookshelf here. It looked like generation 3 my little pony stuff. Moving on, I had to go to class. The classroom itself was to the left of my suite and it looked a lot like my room. The class ended quickly, with not much learning happening. At the end there were two people on the ground looking quite close to doing the nasty. I left the room when a less than awesome thought occured... They might use my room to bump uglies. I needed to make sure that they wouldn't. I turned into something not unlike Mr. Magoo in appearance and knocked on the door. They ran away from me and I chased them down, now only wanting the thrill of the chase. I tackled them onto the ground and went back to my room. When I arrived someone who creeps me right the hell out in real life came in after me and handed me my flip flop. Were I not comfortable in my bed, I felt like I may have simply beaten him with it. The rest is kind of a blur, though I vaguely remember the caferteria being involved somehow (it was a mix of my high school's caf and college one.)

I remember there being a party at my uncle's house, where all of my friends were invited. We wanted to watch Black Dynamite but couldn't for some reason. Not much goin' on there.
There was another dream where my friends and I all lived in the same apartment. I can't remember too much of it but it seemed like the apartment was just a bigger version of my home. Alarm Clocks were involved somewhere...

The most detailed dream of the night, however, was one where I was playing golf. It started out pretty alright, almost got a hole in one, talked to an old guy about... I don't know what, when all of a sudden the world goes dark. There were zombies everywhere and the old man fell into some water, thus turning him into some sort of tentacle beast. Much like in other dreams, the horror I should feel wasn't present at all, but I realized that we needed to run, or else we would die. My family and I just barely managed to escape that monster as everyone who wasn't a police officer or in the military ran away. An officer got close to me to ask me about something but I tossed him into a shed to avoid speaking to him, because, y'know zombies, however, once I reached the car, another officer came to ask me about something called the room of pain. I told her that it was not a physical place, but a sort of mindscape and I even found myself thinking of Silent Hill. Once I had answered her about the room, my family and I were off. Behind us, the place was on fire and it was incredibly dark. The only things to light the way were the lights of the car and, later on, the lights from the buildings, which looked beautiful. I could tell the monsters hadn't touched this place because there wasn't any smoke or fire.