What was your last dream?

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  1. Dude111

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    I was outside my house and these mean neighbours were leaving,I think they were moving....

    They did move last year.... They were quite mean to me... Not at first they werent :(


    What was your last dream?
     
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    magnison's live glass in mittlemarche, is nestled in the surial nervana mountains, on the nervana county narrow gauge railway, between wakadok and graniteville.
    random things have been dissapearing from there for years, and even more random things appearing in their place.
    its an open secret among the locals, that ever since the former dance hall over the store, was converted into transient housing, the village had become a favorite stopover for a band of dimension hopping gypsies, know as thingummies.
    with them has come an odd menagerie of otherworldly pets, a few of whom get loose at times, causing all manor of mostly harmless chaos.
    once a year. mittlemarche plays host to the canned corn film festival, accompanied by free public performances of ancient music, played on authentic replicas of ancient musical instruments.
     
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    had the first, what i would maybe call a nightmare, in more then fifty years.
    i think i'll write it out and everything before i post it.
    started out, i woke up in this one, somehow i'd been cast inside a upright concrete collum, that was very slowly spalling away, and in a few more decades i'd be able to step down out of it.
    well that's just how it started out. very NOT the dream universe i usually wake up in where my dreams usually take place in.
     
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    My last one was me and a friend going on a long trip and in the trip he came to pick me up and someone got in his car and basically killed him.. They took like sandpaper or something like a saw blades and was rubbing it back and fourth over his forehead.... He was screaming and trying to get out....It was aweful!
     
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    well i've been really hesitant to post about this one, and you'll soon see why.
    i came awake encased in a concrete collumn that supported the corner of a building.
    as time progressed, as slowly as ever in waking life or so it seems, the concrete in front of my face and hands slowly began to pall away.
    eventually enough had done so that i was able to step out and on to the ground, and found my surroundings as much old and abondond as the pillar had been.
    indeed i was in the midst of what had once been a small railyard. the structure of which the column i had been encased in being the freighthouse or some sort of small maintainence of way storage structure. surrounding that area all was forest, save for the balast, rails and rotting ties of the rail lines.
    there being no other sounds then those of birds and other small animals.

    having nothing better to do, i set out walking to explore the area and see what i could find.
    in so doing so i discovered hunting. also having no idea how i had ended up encased in that concrete column,
    i none the less concidered a high probability of foul play having been involved, and while i suspected whoever responsible was probably themselves long dead,
    i did feel some compulsion to return the favor of what they had done me.

    at any rate, and this is the nightmare part, wherever i suspected there might be people hiding in the forest, i would hunt them down and kill them.
    this i did by pointing my arm at them, and squezing my hand.

    this i had done many times, before it occured to me to look down and my hand and see that there was no gun, just my empty hand,
    and the people or beings i had killed, did not fall down or bleed, but instead became transparent and simply faided away.

    and after more then twenty of them having died, or watever it was i had done to them, i did begin to feel remorse and guilt.

    all this time i continued walking around and exploring this otherwise mostly depopulated world.

    then as i was walking along there were a couple of people up ahead, and no matter which way i tried to go around them, they were still in front of me.
    and as i got closer to them, more appeared to either side and behind and inexorably, as i continued walking toward the those in front, of them closed in
    and completely surrounded me and held me so i couldn't move, and applied improvised bindings, wire ties to me wrists and duct tape to my ankles.

    then they pushed me up a ladder to a kind of open lookout type of crude wooden platform, and set me in a chair built into and of it.
    i feared, logically enough, that they were going to build a fire under it and burn me, but no. instead the mixed ingredients into a small handleless ceramic cup.

    this they handed up to me tied to a long pole. i then took this cup, findind my wrists and ankles no longer bound, but still by some invisible means bound to this chair.
    the contents of the cup looked like mud and i assumed it to be some sort of poison.
    when it touched my lips it became a clear liquid, not unpleasant to taste, and i drank it.

    expecting in a few moments to be dead, but nothing of the sort, instead, the platform and seat, which had been oriented toward these people and their village,
    had rotated 180 degrees, with not transition nor feeling of motion, so that now i was looking directly away from it.

    i looked to the side to see what now they were doing, and they had all turned, whatever their position, so the each were pointed directly away from me.
    then they each and all began walking in the direction they were pointed and continued doing so until the had all dissapeared into the surrounding forest, in which ever way they had happened to have been pointing.

    when they had all gone, i climbed down from the tower myself and continued into the forest from there in the direction i had been pointing and that was it.
    i woke up with all this dream with all of its details full in my memory and mind.

    this is the first dream i would call a nightmare i have had in more then 50 years.
     

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