My mom and I went up to the mountains to look at houses for sale. All the houses had something off about them in one way or another. One house had glass walls at the back of it, and a tall, glass ceiling. Another felt quite nice, but was built like a bunker on the inside and was fitted with old, mysterious technology. I went out to the woods where I saw a shack by some train tracks. Rabies-Chan was hanging out in the shack. That's no place for her.... The shack was also for sale. Why not buy it and make it look nice on the land?

A little way aways from the shack were the scattered remains of a temple. Day into night, above the mountain, let's keep track of that. I remember going into a building and seeing people I recognized, but then one turned into a dolphin, and two others seals. We were waiting to get a move on with moving, when my mom finally arrived with my aunt and cousins. As I was laughing about the bunker house, the dream suddenly shifted....

I was on a train. Suddenly, at the window I was next to, a kitten clung onto it from the outside. The train began to move incredibly fast, the kitten's fur blasting in one direction, before all I saw were its little paws gripping onto the edge of the window as it slipped, and then it was gone. That woke me up....

I was a senior operative for the Kids Next Door. I was undertaking a mission when my companion suddenly disappeared. A new recruit showed up at the compound I was at to fill in for the missing agent's role, but were so annoying and horrible to deal with that I went insane. We were still on the mission however, and it was messed up badly due to the recruit's lack of attention and ability to follow orders. So much so we had to abandon it and head back to base.

As soon as we got there, the first thing I did was drop to the floor and began foaming at the mouth. I couldn't move my body at all. The recruit suddenly became very concerned, but I really couldn't care or deal with them at the moment. It was a bit embarrassing, being an operative at my level, and being unable to speak, write, or walk. The stress of dealing with that new recruit practically turned me into a vegetable.

Eventually I was able to move little by little on my own, and had to fill out paperwork regarding the mission's failure. The secretary whom I was with, when learning the major cause for the accident was a new recruit, just sighed. As soon as I got better I was sent out on another mission... tough luck.

I became friends with someone who I thought in my waking life was a creep, and a loser. I did not like him. Even in my dream, I was confused as to why I was friends with this person. We were on discord in a server, which had a bunch of furry images posted around, particularly bara.

I may have dreamt this because I had seen someone who drew furry bara art in my waking life. Whoops.



I was in a class with Kukcs. My best friend was the gym teacher. However, some flaming bitch teacher took over the class, and it irritated me with how frequently she became mad, especially towards every little sound. Kukcs and I went and proceeded to ditch the class.

Later in the dream, I had become chibi Rabies-Chan. I was playing some sort of MMORPG. There was time travel and a villain group, the latter making the game hell to play. I took a horse and ran off into the woods while one of them told me to stop. In the chatbox, I saw people talking about how a catboy had run off into a shed, and stopped saying "Nyaaa x3" after what had happened in there. I found the shack, but someone was still trying to catch me. Someone opened the door to the shed and I killed them. Someone else opened the door, and all I had left was a stick.

Another user in the game began a "cleansing" event, where they started to kill off everyone in sight in a crowded area.

I dreamt twice.

A girl was to be executed by a man. I beat the gun out of his wife's hands and shot the man dead. I don't know why they wanted to kill her.

"Banana George Dot Orge"

There was a children's book, that told the story of a man leading people to safety from a terrible land. They had all been set to die. The man came across those who wished to kill these innocent people, so he went to a sailor to ask for help. The sailor went and was able to dismiss their would-be murderers, and let the innocent people cross the sea on his boat.

I looked at my wrist, and there was a hole in it. It felt painful. I poked my finger in it, stretched it around, to no avail.

In the cold and snow, train tracks lead out somewhere. I ate food that was close to rotten, and left some. I drove a car over the tracks, passing under a tree. The snowy lands are too cold... people will die.

I listened to a gameshow called "King of the Mountain", where two rich families in a small country decided to execute people on television for views. The majority of those killed were women with children. It sure was something to see their faces, nervous with a smile or serious, before they were made to die. Their children were always crying alongside them. I woke up pondering its existence.

In my second dream, I dreamt that I worked at a jewelry store. As I was being moved along with other workers on the street towards the workplace, people were coming up to me and trying to convert me to Christianity. The people I was with were fraudulent. The owner ended up sabotaging the jewelry store for insurance and blamed it on me.

I then spent time in my dream painting and thinking. There on the canvas, was a charming rabbit hero and his three companions. As creatures of God, they traveled the world to save the innocent. The rabbit was called Tomato, because his fur used to be red. Now, however, it was purple, because God marked him for his heroism.

No matter how much I stirred the paint, however, I couldn't get purple....

I dreamt twice.

My mom and I moved into a new house together. One of my stuffed animals, a dog that I apparently really adored, began appearing in strange places around the house, as if moving. It would always appear somewhere brandishing a knife or fork. I became convinced it had become possessed by a demon. I told my mom, afraid, that no matter what I did it kept moving and and forks and knives kept disappearing as a result. Crosses weren't working.

I went to my grandmother and begged her to take me to see a priest. It took my mom seeing the plush disappear and reappear to convincer her to let me go. When we arrived to the church, I was holding onto the dog plush tightly. The priest was taking a moment to appear, which was when the plush suddenly disappeared from my hands. It showed up again on the pedestal, where behind the priest finally was coming along holding holy water. The plush sprung up on its little legs, and ran towards me. I then began to speak.

"My name is Ophelia. Do you want to know how I deal with boys?"

I would have liked to have known what it wanted to say, but the priest grabbed it away and started to wash it down with the holy water. I felt very tired by the whole ordeal, and although I initially wanted my beloved stuffed puppy back, told my mom I couldn't bear to take it home. Having been washed, the plush had transformed in appearance, bearing bat-like markings, with its ears having transformed into bat wings. I could feel the demonic connotations of these things, so gave it up to the church.

It was then explained in my dream that the reason the demon could come to possess my plush puppy was because its soul had become vulnerable, due to the pain and mental anguish I would cry into it. It had been battered and old, and with how sad I constantly felt, grew weary. I woke up scared.

In my second dream, I was ditching class in a very large, albeit strange school. I kept ditching my classes because ghosts of past bad experiences kept showing up in them, wanting to force their perversions on me. I kept walking in circles on the campus, however, with each lap, something changed, and the campus grew weirder and weirder. As I was on a bridge over a large pond, someone I had been walking with fell into water, and all that was left of them was blood. I turned around and ran off the bridge.

Two women kept following me, and became suddenly close enough to shove their hands into my mouth and start ripping at my teeth. A bunch of them became loose, and as I tore myself away from the women's hands and ran off, I began to spit them out into my hands. Turns out, my teeth could transform, and could be utilized as tools or for bodily enhancements. As a result however, people kept trying to steal my teeth.

I kept going around, with a mouth full of loose teeth. I wanted to cry for help, but I also wanted to save another ditching student from being caught. So I turned one of the men trying to catch them into a large smiley-face using one of my teeth. It was a very uncomfortable experience.

I dreamt twice.

I was with some boys at night. I recognized one of them as being somebody I went to high school with. We sat together in a car and talked. He requested a sexual favor from me, but I refused and only let him go so far as to cuddle me, before I left when another of the boys began to argue with him. Headache....

Sometime later in the dream, I was caught in a world I shouldn't have been in, with my mom and a few others. We were being held hostage. There were portals, and I sent a cry for help through one in the form of a red pearl with the ability to transmit messages. I managed to corner one of our captors in a bathroom, telling them "this is going to be difficult to say," proceeding to tell them something I can't remember, and ending it with me savagely beating them to death. At some point my mom fell over and began to cry out, having been hurt by the fall. I asked the people who were with me to take her somewhere safe.

I saw myself in a mirror and began to sob. I felt like I had lost my sense of happiness.

In the second dream, I had dreamt of being in a store at an amusement park/ zoo, and had difficulty deciding whether to bring an orange monkey to life as a heavy wooden puppet, or as a lightweight little plush.

There was a girl two doors down from me that owned a pet shark. I had also seen someone else on the street with a shark. I offered to buy her shark off her, but no matter what, she wouldn't budge on it. Then I saw my bestie, and the world drastically changed. It became more fantasy-like, with giant birds, a moon within the atmosphere, and strange creatures. It was still the neigborhood I had been standing in, though.

It was then I learned that I had the ability to create little creatures, and that I could communicate with them. My best friend noticed this and and told me to come along with him. He spoke with a lot of authority, so I did. He then explained to me the world, and of a group he was a part of, and here I noticed that he was a villain. My friend wanted to use the creatures of this world to control it. I began to feel very nervous over this looming prospect.

I went back to the girl with the pet shark, and proceeded to stab it to death in an attempt to save it from a life of enslavement. It was pointless however, as two more sharks appeared in its wake. Too bad... flight of the stork, I saw a blue world and a snowy-white ground. My best friend was a villain... I woke up while I was with him.

I dreamt twice.

I was at a mall. A bunch of kids from school began pouring in towards the shops. I texted my best friend, telling him to come to the mall so we could hang out, but he responded saying "Didn't you see all the reading I have to do? I don't think I can go". I replied, going "awww okay", and he texted back, "maybe later if you want", though I proceeded to insist that we could hang out another day if he was too busy.

I got off my phone and looked around at the store I was in. There were shelves with magazines that also had comics between them. One series that interested me was about these anthropomorphic dog girls, quite obviously based off of a particular doll line in real life, going on adventures together. I found parts one and two of a three parter where they went adventuring in a canyon. I looked at another book that had weird printing. I went to pay for what I wanted and talked to my cousin. Much of the mall consisted of high schoolers at that moment.

Suddenly, the dream became tumultous. Outside it became night, and the lights began to flicker. Then there was a whole plot about ghosts of pissed-off people, and a miniature train on a track in an oven. Don't let the ghosts take what you have.

Much of the rest of the dream consisted of me and toilets... I left the toilet and saw people I knew re-enacting scenes from Harry Potter. I then dropped pills on the floor, of which I had no idea what they were for. There were small ones, and large ones. I put them away.

In the second dream, I was in a strange game world. As I made to avoid being hit by a flaming cannonball, I saw a cartoon horse's eyes begin to spin like slots, and as they finally stopped the person I was with went "oh shit". A picture of Wolverine appeared, but I looked away for a moment to survey the damages the cannonball from before had caused. When I looked back, there was a whole where his crotch had been. The person I was with explained that Wolverine's dick had split in 32 different ways, and the pieces had shot off, one apparently hitting somebody I knew (who was also participating in the game), killing him instantly. He respawned instantly, though the description made go... oh.

I dreamt of an animator that made animations based off of a particular series of children's storybooks. There was a scene of an owl talking to a rabbit, and one of a shower of monkeys swinging down trees. The animation had painted backgrounds, with crisp, hand-drawn cells. I saw and opened a book from the storybook artist, but can only remember one. It was about three lion cubs and a doe. I tried to draw the doe like the artist had done.

Looking up from what I had invested myself in, I saw that I was in an attic at night. The only sources of light came from the moon and the lampposts outside. From the window I could see children running across and over the rooftops.

There was a computer monitor in the attic. As I was taking a look, people in weird costumes came into the attic through the windows, and people who had already been in the attic appeared. The costumed people began to grab at those already in the attic as if it were a game. The one who dubbed himself the "cheese king", who the rest seemed to listen to, approached me. He told me that he wanted to REDACTED me until my organs fell out. I nervously laughed, declining, and left the attic.

As soon as I went outside, it appeared to be day again. On the street I found a box of puppies. I picked it up and walked down the street towards where the vet clinic was. But as I turned the corner, I saw a dead body on the street, covered with a white sheet in a puddle of blood. Another body was behind it, covered much better than the former. There was police on the scene, and the freeway above had a crashed car on its edge. Somebody suddenly screamed, and I became so frightened I turned around with my box of puppies and left.

I ended up giving a little boy a puppy and running into a girl I knew in high school. She insisted that she no longer went by her old name anymore, and that she went by Alexandra now. She always did hate her name in my waking life.

I walked along the street, spotting bushes of cherry blossoms, a stadium with glass walls and walkways to the left, and went home.

Someone had downloaded a game onto my computer called "Fairy". Someone else said it was something like Resident Evil and Silent Hill. There were patches you could put on the character for buffs. The character was a tan woman with black, short hair, who wore camo pants, black boots, and a tank top. The world in the game was dark, and the character had to explore while avoiding or attacking enemies. I don't like horror games, so I turned it off.

I walked outside to see I was in a mall with lots of people. A familiar store from two previous dreams I've had was there. I walked in to see a lot of things familiar to me, especially splatoon stuff. Someone compared me to a child.

In a classroom, a teacher told us not to cause trouble. The class itself was pretty uneventful.

Later in the dream, I was tearing down a seaside freeway in a car. Lots of strange vehicles and beings were there as well, dancing and partying. This was another callback to a past dream I've had.

I was at school. They made me and some others stay in a group. In the restroom, something wasn't allowed... I couldn't change in peace.

I took a train to a little house at the edge. It became dark, so I went home. In my bathroom were fish, living and dead... feels gross to touch dead things. The cats outside the door had another one. Blown-up carcasses. The neighbor's wife was in hysterics, right outside I found their son. Back inside the house I went... the light.

I saw my best friend with people, presumably people from a server we shared. When I spoke to him, I felt sad. I didn't know what to say- I think I did something wrong. I felt ashamed of myself and walked outside.

Later in the dream, I saw packages on a shelf. It looked like it contained stumpy legs, made up of the hips, crotch, and half the thighs. On the packages were graphics depicting them, though they were splattered with blood. The graphics said, "Legs aren't necessary". I felt creeped out by this, and walked away. I was heading towards my room when I heard someone following me. They wanted to use the item on me. I rushed up the stairs in the dark and ran into my room, so afraid of the situation that I woke up.

I shot a gun towards another gun, which triggered the latter gun's bullet to shoot and ricochet off a wall, amd may or may not have killed somebody as a result. Turns out, it was a group of teens who were out shooting at immigrants. I was a kid in this dream, because as I was running down the street a strange child told me to follow them. We ran towards a junkyard, which had a large playground. The playground turned out to be a base, and as we were funneling through the slide and tube system a teenager tried to stab a knife through the slits in the tubes. Turns out, there was a hostage situation, and the entity meant to save us wasn't present. A fight broke out between the kids and teens, with the use of real guns and knives. I snuck around and there was a whole bunch of teenagers yucking it up on the roof level of the playground.

A wise, young man told me something, and I looked to see the flowers blooming. Something about dandelions. I tore two from the ground and as I held them up, seeds flew from them. For whatever reason, the teenagers were so amused by this scene, they stopped their fighting and began celebrating. I looked over the edge of the playground and saw a network of highways, people rather than cars walking through them.

The story of this dream, according to the dream itself, was about a small town from a long time ago, and of the closeness of community.

In this dream, I saw much of a woman named "Katie Price".

I was in my aunt's care, and looked at the wikipedia article for a talk show called "Monday Today". Apparently, two of the people on the show were caught with a drug dubbed NICU, or "narcane i.". I read the wiki page for Katie Price, who worked backstage the show, and as I scrolled down I saw a line in the article saying "Are you proud of yourself Katie?". I thought, maybe some scorned crew member had edited the article, but no- it kept going, until at the very bottom of the page was an image of Katie Price herself, with the caption "A picture of me". It was to the effect of someone not knowing what else to put on the page, and leaving it to finish later.

I left my aunt's car, which was parked across the street from my house, and saw my grandma out in the yard. I felt so tired, I went to her room to lay in her bed. However, who else was already there but Katie Price herself. In the article I had read of her, she had 3 young daughters. She was talking as if they were there in the room with her. There was a strange package beside her that she hid away. Her eyes looked crazed... I suspected there was something going on, that she was hiding something. Unfortunately she spotted me and became smiley and friendly, initiating a conversation.

Katie told me how she was allowed to stay with my grandmother, because she was in a program to help those in rehab get back on their feet. After that I tried to go about my day as usual, but Katie kept talking to me, as if we were close friends, and it began to weird me out. I spotted my grandmother and asked if we could talk outside, and as we were talking about Katie she showed up at the front of the house with a bloodied knife in her hand, smiling. I kept my grandmother out front as I went towards Katie and took her back indoors, where she handed me the knife. But as I held it she repeatedly attempted to force herself onto it, laughing the whole time.

I was so in shock of what was happening, I yelled at her to get out of the house. A friend of mine was there and called the police. Katie freaked out over it, and became pissed. I woke up scared.

I dreamt twice.

Up in a mountain town, I drank til I was drunk so as to avoid answering my mom's questions regarding cereal brands. I then had the terrible realization that she, too, had been drinking, and that she was supposed to drive us down the mountain later that day.

In my second dream, I was working in an outdoor restaurant with a very tall boy. This boy was one I knew in middle and high school in my waking life, who often bullied me. The entire dream, he kept trying to instigate a fight with me, and made me feel very uncomfortable.

I was in a small store with a large glass face, looking out to a yard and the vallery of streets and buildings beyond. My best friend picked up a fat pikachu plushie and showed it to me. Outside, girls were taking out miniature balloons from the side of a shed.

I dreamt twice.

I was in a 7/11. There were rooms where students were working on projects. There was a girl sewing a berry-colored dress, and another girl was sculpting something out of clay. Then a love potion and a sheet of ice outside in the industrial era, letting spiders and weasels run about....

There was unrest in the little island of France... standing outside, people in a prison close by kept trying to hand each other weapons to begin an uprising. The wall was slammed down on the people. Is it safe to go to Cuba? The girl I was with kept flinging her gun around. I was then picked up by somebody familiar person, Ren. My best friend was in the car, too, and told me I should be thankful that Ren was there. He wouldn't have been as forgiving when it came to coming back- to what, I don't know. Ren laughed and kept driving.

We eventually stopped at a different 7/11, where my best friend got off to buy ice. He washed his hands with them. I walked down the street and thought, this place seemed very familiar.

In my second dream, I saw Chans everywhere. Shirts with Chans on them, figurines of Chans in bikinis, plushies of Chans. I walked into a bathroom where a Sour-Chan plush sat. I saw posters of Chans parodying media. Suddenly, I was in a class-like room, with long tables in rows.

I was organizing papers while talking to a girl, when I saw my best friend at a table on the other side of the room. People around the room began to get up and move about, and he did too. He came up to me and asked what I was up to, and I felt so shy and starstruck, I could just barely stammer a reply... just organizing!!

I was playing a sort-of-Minecraft with people I didn't recognize. Something happened at the base we were building at together, so I decided to move and build myself a new base in the desert. A built a small house, then went back. Everyone else also decided to move in to the desert. They built a huge house next to my place, and everyone decided to share it. I remember going into a room and claiming a bed before a really gross, fat and balding man came into the room and REDACTED me. I stayed in bed and tried to hide, but eventually went out the room.

The hallway was full of monsters only I could see. The lights would go out, and I would have to solve puzzles to continue forward and eventually, leave. I remember nautilus eyes. Red light, black shadows. When I finally went outside, stuff was going down with fires all around. I walked through construction, where the world turned from Minecraft-esque to real life, and the things around me began to catch fire.

I then found myself in heaven, with other people. We saw some stairs of light and walked down to a girl camping. It was Cactus-Chan. The settlement me and the others made were up in flames, and I woke up.



I was expelled from college because of something relating to braids and a teacher transforming into a book. Although, I wasn't permitted on the school grounds anyways.

I saw Sour-Chan having sex with a teacher, and found a pretty children's book about mice. I gave the book to Kukcs. There was a building on fire, and something related to sports. In the end, I turned into a bird and flew away, to somewhere presumably lovely....

There was some scooby doo stuff featuring tikis and a gym, where we failed the objective... what I had to think about was the haunted house. It was a ride that went through various scenes. It begins when a man blows the brains out of a woman with his gun, and evolved into a story of how this was a time loop that people fell into and continuously died from. I didn't like it. We left the ride and walked around the area, and as we made our way to the next place an actor in a costume came up to me and started sniffing closely and loudly. It became so overwhelming I began to break down and cry.

Down the line, I ended up being in a classroom where we were watching porn. No idea why.

I saw Cactus Chan with human hair. She still had her chunky spikes on her head. A scientist had created her, and with him was an assistant. Something strange happened, and we all found ourselves on a strange planet. We started working together to escape. Suddenly, we all began seeing very private hallucinations, in an attempt to keep us from our goal. The illusion I saw was a room full of kittens, who may or may not have all been dead. Cactus found a way out of my hallucination, but when I left, she didn't follow. When I went back, she opened the door for me, and told me to come inside as she had found a way to escape. A strange man was behind her, gripping her shoulder. I grabbed her and pulled her out of the door where she regained consciousness.

Later on, we found we were still missing people, so we ventured back into the building. Inside was a room full of kittens, but alive. I saw food and went ahead and fed them. Among them was mini Rabies Chan, albeit close to kitten size.

My mom and I were living together in an apartment. When she left, the lights went out, and strange things began moving in the dark. I could make out some figures... I saw a rabbit be crushed to death. Something grabbed the light fixture out from the ceiling, and proceeded to stab it through its own eye. I kept stepping in weird stuff. I panicked, and called the police. The woman on the line sounded like what I was saying was of little concern. When I went outside, I saw my mom, and when I told her about what was going on, she rolled her eyes and told me to relax.

I found a book of art books (a book of books) and saw some pieces that supposedly belonged to my friend. However, none of the characters were recognizable. All I recognized was a crudely drawn image of Rabies Chan in a graveyard with another girl. Another image was of a girl being stabbed through the chest from behind, while a girl in a tron-like outfit watched with a neautral expression. She held a piece of paper in her hands. Flipping through the pages, there were sketches showing sequences of actions, showing a different character with each sketch.

Later in that same dream, I found myself in a house by the sea. The entire miniature neighborhood was by the sea. It was a dreary, dark place. The house had a fence around it, and within that fence, was a rabid dog. My cousin didn't listen to me and decided to go outside. I went after her, and only got to her as soon as the dog had nicked her finger. I grabbed the dog and threw its neck to the ground, took my cousin indoors and called for help. The person on the line said he couldn't send help, because the disease was going to spread to everyone anyways.

Outside, I watched the dog attack other dogs within our fence.

I was walking past a memorial on the street, into a tunnel, where I saw a large art studio to the left inside it. I walked into the area, and saw my best friend. I was so excited to see him, I ran in for a hug, but stop myself realizing he may not have appreciated that sort of thing. He must have seen what I was about to do, because he then said that a little hug was okay...



I dreamt twice. In the first dream, I was playing a Scooby-Doo game with my friend. He was playing Shaggy, and kept moving him into the lava. I had to take over in order for the rest of the team to proceed.

I could only remember the last bit of the second dream. On a floating disc zipping through space, were a gang of monsters tightly packed on top. Their leader arrived with food, and they rejoiced. He exclaimed that he also had something special... the prize of a coupon! One of the members of the gang had been flying on his own disc, and boarded the main ship just for the coupon. The leader found it humorous he wasn't on the main disc, and decided to give that monster the coupon prize. Excited, the monster turned the coupon over, met with "NO" written in bold letters. The floor gave out from below him, and he was sent tumbling down a yellow vortex to the sound of sneers and cheers from his comrades...

I awoke with the phrase, "Avoid dirt, sunlight, and pikachu."

It was field day at school. I remember walking around school grounds, viewing a baseball field with tall nets above the fences. Without warning, people transformed into monsters and began killing one another. A wave arrived and washed me out somewhere else, where a festival was also taking place. The wave left behind the body parts of penguins, littering the ground with them. There was a bridge going out to see, and a tall, tall set of stairs going high up to a large building. Everyone began excitingly climbing the stairs to the top.

It was then that I learned that we were celebrating a ravenous death festival, where people volunteered or were picked to be put in life or death situations for the entertainment of the many. As I made my way upwards, a young man next to me mentioned how if someone he knew died during the festival, he'd want to know, but he wouldn't want to be told. I suggested he go with his gut feeling, and he considered it.

At the top, people were watching on televisions mounted to walls shows of people trying to survive the situations they were placed. I saw a showing of some people who were dropped in the ocean with nothing but the clothes on their back. Going into the building, I saw people fighting to the death in a pit to the sound of cheers and hollering. Amongst the crowd, I recognized someone. Sweet Chan. I said hello, and she was very kind to me. I didn't see her get hurt, but lost her as the crowd ran back down the stairs.

I was at a theme park. Unfortunately, all the futuristic rides had shut down, so I opted for a horror-themed ride instead. It began very cute, with toys and dolls and stuffed animals. Then just like that, they became horrific depictions of themselves, and I closed my eyes for the rest of the ride. I felt I had been on this ride before...

Afterwards, I went to a bathroom. I had a terrible headache, and when I looked at the mirror, I pushed my hair up and saw blackheads littering my forehead. I squeezed one, and a giant stream of shit-colored puss came out. It made my headache feel better, so I squeezed two more of them out and felt just dandy.

Then, again, I was in a familiar place... like a server. Except I was in the yard of a suburban brick home with a nice fence. I saw a friend, and had him take care of something for me. The others I knew were drawing together on a whiteboard; I opted to draw on paper, to keep my drawings. Then there was a cow. Someone was looking for me. A little white monster kept trying to bite. Two people that had been looking for me proceeded to argue with one another, so I got up and left. A squirrel was interviewed for my whereabouts.

I dreamt that the person who designed my character, Caleb, was a deeply mentally unwell person who played with animal corpses, which dripped blood everywhere. I went to go see a friend, but they became so annoyed by my presence, they ignored me to do something else. Moving along, I won a tourney for Splatoon, before being accused of cheating by a woman, who also said they would beat me for it. I was then in my kitchen, sitting at the table with my mom and grandma, when a man broke through the front door and tried to attack my grandmother. I had to beat him and break his fingers and an arm before he would run away, only for someone we really feared walked into the house. I woke up from the horror of it all.

I was in a classroom with a friend and Rabies Chan. The class felt unnerving, and so I kept Rabies Chan close by me. I gave my friend a spare notebook she could use for her next class. Suddenly, classes started pouring out from their rooms outside. I held Rabies Chan close to me so we didn't separate.

There was something very wrong with the school. Students and parents showed up together for an event. The grounds looked exactly like my elementary school. Without warning, the staff began culling all the educated adults within the vicinity, and I had to beg for my mother's life.

I was Venom Chan, participating in a sport that played a lot like Pokemon Unite. My teammates and I coordinated together, giving out directions and committing to a strategy. I spent a lot of time physically defeating people trying to score on our goals. At one point, I accidentally stabbed and had cut one of my own teammates, believing them to be the enemy. Striking someone with my tail, the game ended, and I looked to a table with an opened binder. Apparently, the game was supposed to be a political debate...

A teacher was there with us, and as I looked through the binder for upcoming school events, she became upset at me for looking through her papers. We headed out to the school festival, traveling in various vehicles. Suddenly, planes showed up above us, and began to be blown out of the sky. They crashed around us on the road, and eventually we all had to stop somewhere else we'd all crash as well.



I went to go visit my ex in Sweden. It was very cold, to the point my shoes weren't enough to keep me warm. My ex was at work, so I decided to go to the mall. It was underground, with a high ceiling and many many people. But the stores were also a bit barren. The stores began to close, as it grew dark early. It was 5PM.

I waited outside, where many other people waited. My ex was supposed to pick me up. I went on my phone and texted my friend, telling them I had gone to Sweden. Suddenly, my uncle showed up, giving an overly friendly hello. I wasn't comfortable with him being there, since I wasn't comfortable with family who didn't live with me, and he started insulting me for it. I left the area and wondered if I should call my friend. I kept looking for my ex, and found him.

However, the dream suddenly shifted... I was on school grounds. On a bench by the wired fence, a boy in BDSM gear was having sex with a fat goth chick. I walked to the side to look out from the fence... the school was up on a hill, and below it was a beautiful forest.

In a store was a selection of cute dolls. I was completely enamored by them, to the point I couldn't decide which one to take and ended up taking none at all. On the side, a person was in trouble because they were at the store, and not where they were told to go. I ended up leaving the store and went to a weird place. There were cats and dogs in the hallways in front of a giant palace-like mansion. The few human eyes that fell on me felt judgemental...

I had a backpack full of smutty material I made myself. Perverted men who wanted to do undesireable things to me kept grabbing at me, despite me telling them I was just a kid. I looked through the papers in my bag and started throwing them out as a man kept watching me.

I went to an underground part-general part-second-hand store with some family. I remember going to the greeting cards section and looking at what they had. There was a cute little card with a glittery shamerock on the front, outlined in white. I bought it with my friend in mind.

I dreamt twice last night. What I remembered of my first dream, I was being interrogated by a man who was very, very slowly cutting my foot off with a dull knife. He then proceeded to hack at it, pulling it off halfways, and then struggled to tear the rest of it off. I felt like I was in real pain, and woke up with my ankle feeling fuzzy.

Sleeping again, I had an awful dream about the world being destroyed by monstrous, multi-dimensional gods from space. It all started when a shadowing being flew into the house I was, and cloaked all it touched in the blackness of space, making them fall into a deep sleep as their consciousness fell into another dimension. It proceeded to attempt to crash the moon into the sun, of which the outcome being one I don't remember. I walked out of my house and was met with the rest of the nonsense happening.

In one underwater arena was a jellyfish who utilized a lance, and was an incredibly difficult boss fight we couldn't beat. We fought twice, and on the second time, befriended us. Suddenly, an even greater being appeared. We fought as best as we could together, but the greater beast attacked our new ally and mauled them to death. A tear appeared to a pocket dimension and we had no choice but to escape.

There, people were fighting another god, a being made of flames that scorched every arrow the flew its way. It was described much like a firebird. I ran from that dimension just as it washed the entire field in flames.

I was at a zoo with my friend when I saw yet another tear in the sky. Walking up and through it, I found myself in a world much like a mix between a jungle gym and an obstacle course, where I had to flip switches while running from a woman who demanded my life. As I reached the course's end, I found a spacial tear and ran into it, only to find myself in a world of giants. I hid in bushes with other people my size, but the giants new of our arrival and made to kill us. I remember running in a kitchen trying to find things to let me escape...

A bunch of friends from different servers and I played games together, one involving being in a white void with a giant cuckoo clock made of toy blocks. The shenanigans led out to a shopping area by the ocean in the evening. Only a few of us went into a store, which was empty except for the person at the register.

While two of my friends wandered the store, another fell asleep on the floor, sitting. I packed some things away and tried to wake him up so we could leave. I woke up doing so.

In my dream, I walked up to a pretty little house. Inside in the kitchen, I saw a burger woman wearing a lightly-colored plaid apron. She had a burger head, with burger breasts, and a butt made up of two burgers, filling out with an extreme pear shape. She had two burgers, bit into each of them once, and attached one onto each of her breasts. What?

Of course, it took someone else in my dream to stop me from wanting to go after her. We ended up going to Waluigi's purple shack, which looked much like an abandoned barnhouse, where someone was recounting their childhood.



I drove up a hill to a small college building. I parked against a fence, and through it, I could see the entire town below. It was a nice place, with tall aging trees that provided plenty of shade from the late sun. I walked to the building, and went in for orientation. There were displays of people's talents and majors, and I was astonished by how wonderful it all seemed. I was given a flier for clubs, and through the high of the enthusiasm around me, remembered something terrible- I was starting my college career late.

This realization drove me to tears. Everyone was younger than me, had more hope for success than me, had a better chance than me. The cutesy style of the club ads made me feel even worse. When orientation was over, I packed my things up and hobbled myself down the hall. I saw people talking with other people and in groups of friends, making me even more alone than I ever did before.

After taking a shower, I walked out and was confronted with a large screen. I was within a familiar server. Somebody in that server asked for help with their art, and I happily gave them advice. Then the realization of where I was struck, and I became incredibly nervous. I didn't want to be there. My friend noticed me in it, and became upset, because I continuously joined and left. I asked them to ban me and went on my way.

There was a game where you played as either a "prince"/"princess", against a rat. Both were controlled by separate players. The goal of the rat is to reach the marker before the human, while the goal of the human was to either reach the marker (no reward) or catch the rat (reward). One round I played human, the next I played rat. Next round I played rat before ending as human.

The game was dark, consisting mostly of dark blue colors. The "prince"/"princess" had golden hair, which made them easy to spot. While playing as a rat, you can become difficult to spot since you blend so well into the area. Rat could also utilize pipes connected throughout the building. Rats could collect "glitches" as a different way to get human status, aside from reaching the marker first.

As I ended as a human, I became stressed at the idea of having to catch the rat, since it was so difficult to see them in the first place. I opened the menu and closed the game, which is how I woke up.

I dreamt I was on an anonymous messaging board, of course akin to 4Chan. It was grey with light grey posts. I was on the catalogue, and on it, someone requested... 18+ SLOGMA porn. The abbreviation was never explained. The only images associated were one of a monkey, and another of a black woman (both together being in typical poor taste for such a place). The rest of the board was strange, as everything seemed to be placed together incohesively- one thread had an image simply of a sidewalk curb, and another was an image of Misty from Pokemon. There was a video of her on a pornographic site linked onto the post.

A couple of people and I were driving down a highway through the middle of nowhere. The sky was black, but there was still light, and out in the distance were snow-topped mountains and forests full of green pine trees. We rode up to a lodging area, stopped the car, and walked to it. Up on one of the porches, there were people talking about how Ohio was the last good state, as every other state had been infected. Looking at a map, Ohio was right inside California, against the coast.

The lodging area was a very pretty place. All the buildings were long cabins, sitting a foot or so off from the ground, with patios right around them and bridges connecting them. The ground had walkways made of round stone and bordering them was grass and small waterways. The water was a lively light blue color. Against the wall of one of the cabins was a tarp, and on the tarp was the face of none other than... Chem Chan?

My companions and I went back to our car, and drove on along the asphalt... into a black void, on a road that looped like a rollercoaster.

During a heist within a tall building, the elevator door opened to a floor with a small lobby. To the right were boxes of things. My accomplice distracted the clown who was there, and so I took the opportunity to look through the boxes for items to pilfer. There, I saw an animation cell for... Tails Gets Trolled. I hid it under my shirt and we both went back into the elevator to escape. We met with the others on the ground floor, and left to the car. As we drove off, I took the cell out from under my shirt and wondered if my friend would like it as a gift.



My friend and I were together in a strange server. He asked me something, but I didn't hear what he said. When I asked him to repeat it, he suddenly disappeared...

In a large wooden cabin-mansion, I went to the porch where my friend was. Outside, purple and light purple lightning struck the grassy hills surrounding the area. Worried, I told my friend to come along inside the house, but he didn't want to. That is, until lightning struck the porch and lit it on fire. We hurried indoors, as if nothing had happened. In the living room was a computer. My friend beckoned me over, opened up an image on the computer of two men next to each other, and zoomed into an oddly-shaped phallus between them, then looked at me as if to say, "so what?"

I was at a large store at night. It had many foods and drinks. I was especially surprised at all the interesting alcohols they had- enough to the point I drank some. I had a little too much and ended up getting drunk. Unable to pay for my drinks, I texted my friend to pick me up... but he never responded. So I took to the wheel and drove into the highway, before crashing to the side, down into another store.



I dreamt twice in one night...

At the end of my first dream, a train I had been on suddenly crashed. It was night. In that moment, as I stepped off to see the damages, lightning struck one of the containers ahead of me. The scene was washed in red light as sparks starting blowing out from within, and laughing cackled out loudly. Worried, I grabbed the woman closest to me and ran to the lake close by in an attempt to escape the scene. The entire time I thought, "What sort of Chan is that?"

By the end of my second dream, which began around the same place I had started the first, I was struggling against a fierce wind against buildings. Out in the open, I saw a bronze statue of Rabies Chan... a fierce flood and even more violent winds came about, but the statue refused to budge.



Over-arching plot: A game where you dig into the ground for resources and rarities, using resources to build and rarities for either xp or to access more areas

Furthest back I can remember is I saw two friends in a classroom-like setting, but casual. They were drawing. I felt like I was looking up to them. They were talking too. Time passes and I see their art on some loose paper. I’m told they’ve gone and done their own things. I’m playing the game with my cousin when I guess the server matched up with one of the two friends I saw- the game was played in person; you actually had to dig and build by hand -and I was starstruck. I did my best to dig and build and eventually things ended up at my house. My cousin and I were working together while a small party was happening...

I invited that friend over and he came along, asking what we were gonna do game-wise and I was so excited to have him there, I showed him the area we were gonna build up from, an area by the alley of the house where I'd placed gates. We then went to the front lawn, which changed to being reddish purple dirt with low-hanging purple trees. Floor cookies, which were pink frosted pretzels really, kept spawning and I ate them. Cousin and I played with some of the spawned items and the friend got bored, deciding to leave. I woke up after.

I dreamt of my boyfriend, myself, and a big dude defying an enemy on a huge school campus. Starting at the library, we learned of something we shouldn’t have. The enemy were hall monitors initially, since we were out of class. We left the library and saw the enemy, and rushed to escape. I remember a queen and her “children” searching for us.

Small details I can remember, I pretended to betray my friends and told the enemy where we'd be... I asked them to spare the life of a friend of ours, who was manning the radio signal, but they killed him when I went to another room to get my boyfriend. Things started good for us, but eventually, our spirits were wasted away as friends kept getting caught or killed. It felt as if we had lost.

We were walking up a spiral of stairs to our next class, as we should, when my boyfriend decided to jump off the rail inwards. I couldn’t do anything since the crowd was pushing up. Eventually, I ditched class with the big dude and we went in search of him. He was in a low-key space of his own where he was apparently king of his own gang. He was shy about me finding him, and we set off again...

I also remember, there were open streams in half pipes on the ground around the outside of campus. they held secret passages to around the school at their ends.

My mom and I went on vacation at a town for halloween. I went out in costume and saw a bunch of friends from school on a street corner and even more on the park right by there. When I got close to the street corner and approached the group there, a girl a recognized starting bullying me, telling me my costume was ragged and I didn’t belong there. Nobody else said anything, and as I looked around and they were all just staring at me while she was berating me. I walked back to where mom and I was staying and wanted to cry. I felt so broken apart and shameful...

...At the end of my dream, I was with a girl, and we were waiting for a door to a bedroom to open, but something was happening that was making me hysterical. She asked why, and while I was hugging her told her they were right in front of her. Children with beady, sunken red eyes and wide mouths full of sharp thin fangs and it was so dark. We ran down the halls and forced the bedroom door open and closed it behind us, putting the curtain on the window, and waited. Then I woke up.

I was dreaming about school, then I guess my aunt came to pick me and my cousin up. We went to her car, I took the back seat cousin took front. Aunt put one daughter in the booster seat the other on the free seat. idk how it happened but we were fixing her younger daughter’s seatbelt and talking about what she liked, I saw out the front of the car and we were on a highway lane driving into a curve, I asked my aunt who was driving and she took the wheel- but it was too late for her to take the turn and we hit the divider off the road, they were all screaming, and we hit a wall and I woke up



Last night, I dreamt of many things. I will separate them into paragraphs. Second paragraph after this line mentions non-consensual themes.

The earliest part of the dream I remember was when I was part of a live game. I saw a white nintendo DS, and on there was a minigame compilation. I and some others were playing together, going forward on a gameboard. One of the minigames had cherry blossoms and people in white, spandex bodysuits. It was pretty funny, but something else was going on in the background...

Somehow, I was turned into robin from teen titans along the way. I was captured by someone, and the other characters from the show were turned into... furniture? I was in a wire cage in a place covered by green tarp. I struggled to get out- I felt fear, but not an all-consuming fear. I felt a fear where I needed to escape, and I was brave enough that I was willing to pursue exiting through force. I think it was only in my memory within the dream, but I felt I had been molested by my captor. Finally, the door to the cage broke, and I swung out, finding the entrance gone, and tore through the tarp to escape.

I was somewhere else, again, but as myself. I was in a backyard-like structure with a tall shed surrounded by a fence. There were people here, hanging out, jumping about, doing as they did. I came close to the shed, climbed up somewhere, and saw a part of the wall and roof was open, so I could look inside. There were shelves of books, and when I got and held one, it was about pokemon. All these shelves held thick, hardcover books- the most ideal type of book, in my opinion- about pokemon. The book I had was a dark, dull brown, with a picture of a pichu and a ho-oh on it. I was very interested, and saw all the other books, of so many pokemon stories. They held plots that were totally unlike those existing...

Again, I was warped. I was in a dorm now. I can't remember too much. All I know, is I was with friends I'd never met...

The final part of the dream. I was in a computer lab, where the computers faced the wall and at the center were tables of people's pet fish. I forgot I had a betta fish, in a tall cylindrical, segmented tank, and hurried to change the water. Slowly, I saw one more, two more, three more betta fish. My fish had apparently been pregnant when I bought it and laid eggs when I wasn't looking. But these fish were almost as large as my original one! My fish was dark blue and black. One of the new ones I remember was white with red accents. Peculiar!

Vaguely now, I remember a runaway van going down the street... a chocolate.

Last night, I dreamt I was on a class trip, and we ended up at an airport that was also a school... I remember me and some others going into an elevator, and the bottom falling out, so we all fell down the chute. we were fine. I was in an auditorium for some time while waiting for my class. I saw my friend Kags- why was he leaving down the hall when our class was going into the room? turns out, I didn't do the assignment, and neither did he! it was a halloween-themed essay prompt... when I was chosen to read mine (some of the class already had the privilege of leaving) I made something up on the spot. I don't remember what else happened.

I can remember little of this dream now... I dreamt I had become a chubby asian boy with glasses who was working on a project for theatre... the teacher disliked it so much, she accused of me of not really being british (huh?) when I had told her I was chinese before (huh??). we were in the backyard of a large house at night. I went to the front and got into a silver van. I was driving away when the teacher began chasing me. she grew to a monstrous size and started tearing through the neighborhood...

Last night, I slept three times, so I dreamt three times. However, these dreams have become vague...

I remember being at a drug store. It was me, and a bunch of other kids. We were supposed to wait for someone to come pick us up. For the sake of continuity, the area of the drug store appears thrice. Behind the drug store, were arcade cabinets, where kids hung out. My cousin and I went to a train station to go home. It was very dark and green, and the structures made the area a bit crowded. There were crane games for sheer tights and bodysuits. I got a few of them before boarding the train, which was also green. We went through a tunnel and by a neighborhood to another tunnel. The train stopped in this tunnel. We got off- from there, I can't remember...

At the drug store again, I played chase with someone in a batman costume and someone else in a robin costume. I ran across the street, up the hill to the shopping center, behind to a large gated area to the right where I saw Priscilla on a couch in front of a trash bin. I asked her if the large, dark green house higher up the hill was hers, and she said yes. I then asked if I could go up there to find the two boys I was after, and she said sure. As we walked up to her house, I saw the two boys run to the right, down a scenic path lined with tall trees and vines. I was able to grab and pin the robin boy down to the ground. The batman boy was hanging from a vine, looked down and spat. I covered my forehead with an arm...

Inside the mansion was all sorts of things happening. What came up to this point however, was this- I was in a space, where someone dropped their wallet... I gave the lady her wallet, and she was very friendly. I remember moving out this house back to the other, the other I felt a sense of belonging despite never remembering having been there. Under my grandma's sink, were cute plushies of muppets, bears, and a stray nyan cat. I wanted one so bad, I kept grabbing one and looking it over. But I don't remember taking one. We put the stuff in the back of the car home, and when I came home, it was okay... somewhere along that line things changed, I was in a thin room with a window to the hall but no door, and people were squashed against the window. They wanted something from me. The walls were blue, made of scrap metal and drilled together to form a wall. I can't remember if the other side was really grass...

Again at the mansion, was many things happening, and many rooms for it to happen. At some point the house caught fire, people freaking out and I grabbing two people from their rooms with their laptops, til it was fine again and a romance segment began. Two people lovey-dovey together, then a beautiful girl who fell in love with an uglier girl, and then a cat and a fatter cat, something like that... on the roof fixing it was a large dragon-esque creature, too... I went outside into a car. Across the street from the bustling mansion was the drug store. A driver, my cousin, and someone else came into the car. We went to a different, farther drug store, but this one was overrun with zombie-esque kids. We drove into the store itself, grabbed a couple things to buy. I got four books, and snacks. When we went to the counter however I didn't have enough money, so I swapped two books for one. The cashier was being slow for some reason, and I offered to buy another book, which was 55 cents. The two books I took out, were two books about poseidon, perhaps... a mermaid and a trident on each spine. The one I took instead, was also about a mermaid. On the cover she stood on a beach with houses in the background. It was a bit of an artistic style. The other one I got, had horses and unicorns on it. I felt some way about that one. My cousin showed me three books she was gonna get, a series of books about a girl and her magical unicorn. I don't remember what else happened...

Last night, I remember two halves of an orange magnetically sticking to eachother from two sides of a tall bamboo fence... while I was in the background, it seemed dark, and I could look into the orange-lit windows on the back of my neighbor's house. I went inside my own, in the front extra room it was dark. People were sleeping in there- I closed the door shut behind me, by accident of course, and the mirror on the outer side cracked. My friend Jessica and Kags woke up from their beds. Where the restroom door was, on the other side was the city... We walked up by a hilly road. One thing led to another, I was too far ahead and the city grounds were covered in poisonous ditto. Soon the water came, washing them away, and lightning struck as pokemon appeared onto the streets. Why did I become a Luxray? I remember attacking another pokemon with a claw cloaked with electricity. There was a tall business-like building, except they were apartments, with four large windows per row, and two vending machines on each side of the entrance. I woke up as me and my friends regrouped and so too did the city...

Last night, the first thing I remember dreaming about was of splatoon! We were actually inklings and playing turf war around the pillars of a building... I was then in an outdoor library, and looked through for a book... I went into a classroom with no chairs or tables afterwards. I threw some crayon shavings on the floor, then tried to pick it up again when the teacher came in. We were all put into a line and walked out the classroom. Outside, it looked like a park, with a wide blue stream and large school buildings surrounding the area. We were told, since this was an art class, to sketch something with as much detail as we could manage so we could go home. I drew my splatoon 1 inkling girl, but I was unsatisfied with how scratchy it was, so I redrew her with a better pencil. I drew the ridges of her sweater cuff, the buttons, and her leg, most vividly.



I dreamt that I was shopping for dresses with my friend. I wanted a big blue dress. It became night and she left while I stayed at the store. There, I walked around and saw people working in a warehouse-like room of books and boxes.

I was at the store, when I met a man. I [REDACTED] and clamoured for his attention. We [REDACTED] in the attic of the store, and drank an alcoholic apple cider. We ran out and he wanted more, so he sent members of his gang to get ingredients to make more. He kept shooting needles filled with silicone into my face while I waited for him in anticipation.

When I decided to go home, I took the bus. Halfway there, the windows shattered as shots rang out. I hid under a seat, when a man with a gun walked into the bus. I got up and saw another man with a gun looking at me, but he wouldn’t shoot a girl. I left the bus, walking down a road of stopped cars. People were warning us that there were snipers everywhere, and we were in a safe zone. I saw my mom walk across from the school to me, asking me why I didn’t answer her calls. We walked on.

I dreamt an old man on a computer was looking at [REDACTED]. He had his dick out and was scared when he saw me, running out the establishment into the street. I called the police and they came- but he was a wily one and ran about.

I was on a boat with my friend Destiny. when we stepped to the port we were captured as slaves and tussled to the pink place. There, I saw animal people. I adoringly complimented a red panda person, but it was obvious these people saw me as a lesser being. I was able to rid myself of my shackles through force and trickery, and Destiny and I sailed off back around the glacier, where I saw a boat of familiar boys.

Last night, I had two dreams.
In the first one, I remember having to take a test. Flying out from what seemed to be underwater, into a small town. Another girl and I dreamt of opening a tavern. We snuck into this RPG-style tavern and time went by as we stayed hidden. More people came, some even in cars, and garbage piled up in the town. Still the warriors partied and fought. We went to the town’s entry, where faces were being projected onto the walls. Outside there were modern buildings and clean-cut grass. we couldn’t make a tavern in this new world.

In the second dream, I was running around from something. In the freezer were wafers. the console was running even though it should have been off, and when I turned it on there was a movie with mice playing. I went to the teller and tricked him into letting me go. We were at a castle-like home with lots of ice, broken or not. I swam into the water and saved some animal folk from drowning. The bear, who owned the castle, was overjoyed to find I had saved his son. We were invited into his castle to stay a while. However, at night, as I was fixing the room I was staying in, I spotted the bear, which had become wolf-like, inserting an orb into a socket under three or four other orbs. This called on the vampire king- an understatement, really- and he chased me about the castle grounds. I swam into the icy waters, dug through to the little bear’s room, before finally running out to where he had “spawned”. There his followers were; I tore off the ears of a horned, impish goblin woman, which held earrings of power, and then tore off the ears of an elf, also empowered by her earrings. A large man pinned me down and threatened to REDACTED, talking in such a creepy and reprehensible way that it almost didn’t seem so scary. He told me he saw videos of how to do it, and that he’s excited to try to shove things into me. I proceeded to kick him in the groin and stab him with the knife he held, and stabbed twice more before waking up out of the uncertainty I would be able to kill him.


Carefree in the streets, I walk along two roads parted by trees. An obsidian castle looms to one side, but it’s only a sort of complex. I’m invited to live there, at the cost of waitressing for their parties. The back of the building is only worn-down brick. I leave to a poorer area of the city, a blue fish shop with a roulette wheel down an open alley. I leave.

In a house lived a shut-in young man. His mother was abusive and didn’t allow him to talk to anyone. He was made to dress like a young girl and had short, pink hair. Where I began, there were cut trees and black cats. When I went to go meet him, he grew terrified and went to his home, only to be forced out on an errand. His mother had become angry with him for attempting to talk to someone. Through a private parking garage, I followed him to the top floor of a shopping mall, where he grew fearful and told me that there was evil lurking. I could see only a few people and mannequins, which he was fond of, until a group of people grew and started stalking us. They stared menacingly and started cackling, hopping about, gnashing fangs and extended claws. The young man took out his gun and told me only a few people could see these monsters, and a girl joined us before making a break. Outside, their leader introduced himself. The young man fell at the man’s feet, tossing his pistol away, but I ran to the alleyway and managed to climb up and over into the darkness. I arrived at an office, and hid as I watched the leader of the monsters speak with a man on letting him have the young man to feed on. When the monster left, I approached the man and told him he didn’t have to do it, and I was willing to help fight for the young man. I saw the young man come outside the office, the monster not too far behind, and I took him in quickly and told the monster he would not be hurting him anymore. Angered, the monster and three of his followers rushed the office, the monster becoming pierced on infected glass and turning into a werewolf. the man’s partner, a police detective, was cut as well and transformed too. He fought the monster’s entourage as the young man and I made our escape, but were eventually cornered. Using the blood that had fallen on me, I semi-transformed and blinded one of the followers...

I had a dream, where I was in a shitty mall and 4 of my friends were kidnapped. One was being forced into the drug business, one was forced into a gang, one was forced into becoming a sexual submissive, and another went straight up missing. Before they were kidnapped, they were each fighting the people that would steal them away. For a moment, they found they were equal, and questioned why they were fighting each other. In the end, the kidnappers did as they were made to and brought my friends to the top floor of the shitty mall, which led to an elite mall, and I had to pay to gain entry. But I also couldn’t indicate why I was going, or they would have banned me or worse. I had a friend with me who wanted to help, and he was very familiar with the shitty mall, but when going to the entrance of the elite he started to become green and ill- an effect of not owning a pass to that part of the mall. I went ahead and asked where I could buy one, went to buy one, and came back. I had access now, but I could only go with a chaperone in a sort of tourist group. The elite mall was golden, had a giant swimming pool, and chandeliers of diamond on its ceiling. As I walked about and scoped the place out, I spotted the friends who were forced into a gang and into sexual submission. I quietly egged them on to come to me, but they knew now wasnt a good time. I had to find the other two before I could move on.

Humans who can turn into animals. They became trapped in their human forms with an animalistic mind if they disobeyed. A wolf sniffs you out as you escape. A purple collar of iron on the prisoner’s necks- a tracker? The ship maroons on an island, and we make a break for it. The safe haven, NYC Zoo. There are flowers around and a gecko on the wall- they’re coming for us, keep running. Colorful apartments with modern style. Live here safely for a while- here come the dogs.

It’s a game, a roulette of levels. Run away to a new port city. Baby chicks on the roof of a block, a path going through it. A purple house, a girl brings a boy. Am I asking too much of him? He wants to hurt me- jump through the window and become a hero.

The man in the painting knows- he sees me from the farm. Rollerblades tall, I skate above the herd. Oppose the tall boy. A burrito wrapped with raw steak with beans and cheese- $20 each! Love it. The apartments- get up, get up. He sees you, he knows you, he wants you gone, and now he’s chasing you. The bus isn’t going to save you. You can see him coming, the basement isn’t good at all, don’t go to the basement where saplings grow.

“I’ll leave my print on the world”
At the end of the dream, I had been shooting soldiers, and thanks to the empathy of the common person, was able to change to save myself.
In the house it was dark, and evil spirits grabbed for me. I hid under the bed a second time to no avail. The cat hid with me. We ran outside- we needed to save someone, so I took their place in standing.
The bus was dark and swampy. There’s a building only for girl’s products. Running away from a terror.

I’m playing a game. Running from monsters with others as we disguise ourselves and barricade the doors with willpower. A monster breaks in, and we scatter. Another traps me in a confined area, an orange cylindrical force field around us. There are about three tall, purple buildings, and I transform into a witch to protect myself. By becoming very small, he loses me, and I warp myself out of the field. Finding myself back on earth, I immediately go to warn the resistance of the incoming enemy, but they believe they can take care of it on their own. I can walk through walls, and go about aiding the resistance. Finding myself about to follow them into battle, I use my magic to shield them from enemy fire. My house barrier allows allies to attack out, but for enemy attacks to bounce off. The enemy were, to best describe them, “zombie nazis”- inhuman humans who wore military attire.