Nightmare Stories -Or- This One Time At Band Camp...

Ok, so I want this thread to be about nightmare stories.

Here's a short one from the other night, as much as I can remember of it...

I'm with my family in this big old fashioned movie theater. It's crowded and brightly lit for some reason, it looked a lot like the stage theater from the classic Muppet Show. The movie turns from random foolishness in to a horrific slaughter fest. Real disturbing shit, kids watching their parents get tortured and dismembered. Lots of blood and screaming, then the kids get it, just bone chilling stuff like a MADD commercial. At some point I noticed that about half of the theater was now empty. Then my wife and kid were gone, I was thinking, "Did they get up and leave from disgust or did someone force them out?" The next thing that struck me was utterly sickening. I realized the people that I was watching getting slaughtered, were all from the audience. Somehow we were the movie. Then this guy behind me says, " I know how this ends". I turn back to him and say, " How many die?" His reply was stone cold, "Everyone dies!" Just then, a really loud scream from the movie and I wake up. My first though after waking was, "That theater was just like real life".

 

i refuse to call any dream a 'nightmare'.

most of us do of course die, relatively peacefully.

what is unlike real life, is that it takes violent intend for anyone to do so.

 

The worst nightmare I ever had was a long time ago but I still remember it... my parents turned the garage into a room and I moved in there... I thought it was awesome and was a lot bigger than my previous room... the nightmare took place in the room, which made it scarier for me...

...I was laying in my bed and I couldn't bring myself to move even though I tried... I found it hard to breath in the dream and I was staring up at the ceiling at this big, brownish-black thing that I thought looked like a giant bat... it never moved or came at me but I just laid there terrified that it would and the breathlessness got worse... I think that might have been what woke me up but I don't know... I was so freaked out, it bothered me for a few days but I never asked to sleep back in the main house because I was pretty sure my siblings would have made fun of me ha ha