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Discuss dreams/nightmares you've had, recurring themes or symbols, lucid dreams, your interpretations of other anons' dreams, etc.
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I dreamt that my mum and I were living together. I came home, and she was acting very strange, pacing up and down the stairs as if she was angry about something. Eventually she told me it was because we had rats in the house. I was like "oh okay, I'll go and look for them." After a few minutes of searching, I heard a weird rustling noise in the living room, and that's how I found the source of the infestation: a GIANT crate full of frozen rats which were all thawing out. They were miraculously somehow still alive. They looked a lot more like guinea pigs than anything else but in the dream they were supposed to be rats. I was bewildered and asked my mum why she'd bought such a thing, and she snapped at me saying "well SOMEONE needs to feed the reptiles!" And then I guess the dream "reminded" me that we had a bunch of snakes and lizards living on the top floor?? So I was suddenly overcome with guilt and saying "oh my goodness, this is all my fault, I'll get the rats for you" but they were too fast for me. For some reason I specifically wanted them back in the crate, but they escaped through the front door instead. My mum was in anguish about "our property" being lost (because she'd paid for them). I ran out into the street, which was covered in snow, but unfortunately I didn't catch any of them because I was immediately chased off by a robot.
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I dreamt that I was in a slasher movie. I got locked in a supermarket with a few other people by the killer, and I was being chased through the aisles, so I ducked into the bathroom and bolted myself inside. Suddenly, the building went very quiet, and he tried to open the room's flimsy lock from the outside. I sort of jammed myself between the door and the toilet with my legs and fixed the lock whenever it moved, but he would NOT go away. He just kept trying and trying. Somehow I knew that everyone else had taken the opportunity to escape, so I was on my own. At one point, the door opened just enough for him to get his fingertips inside and our hands touched by mistake. Then I remembered "oh yeah, I'm in a movie! I can just turn it off!" So I opened a sci-fi control panel which was strapped to my wrist and pressed the exit button. IT DIDN'T WORK. Somehow everything had become real. The door flew open behind me, revealing the killer as this massive, disgusting zombie man who was covered in bugs. I guess my "character" died then, because all of a sudden, I was a little boy who'd escaped from the killer's lair and was hiding in the woods with two other kids. I won't go into more detail about this part because it's pretty gruesome to write down, but long story short, a group of guys who were working for the zombie man found us and killed everyone.
And then the "camera" zoomed out from the dead bodies to reveal that the movie was being watched on lolcow (not even the moovie room, it was just uploaded to a thread) and literally everyone was complaining that it sucked. Somebody pulled up troonwashed fanart of the murderers to make fun of the autistic fandom, and then I woke up.