arbiterspartan

The earliest dream fragment I can remember was me sitting in the living room at my dad's house. This dog (that I don't own in real life) was there, and he could talk. He was somewhat of a bully too, and would force me to move over on the couch just so he could hog most of it to himself. There was something later that involved a tornado, and several of them came at the house in waves of two or three.

The last thing I remember before waking up was exceptionally creepy. I was dreaming that I was laying down in the same bed that I was actually sleeping in. There was a mirror on the wall next to the bed (it doesn't exist in my actual dorm room) and I could see a reflection of my own silhouette in it, but it was standing up, behind the bed. I asked it what it was doing, and it started dancing. I thought that was pretty cool, and I asked it to moonwalk. It moonwalked out of view, but then came back and stood in front of the mirror. Then it slowly reached down and started choking me, although I could see and feel no hand. I suddenly woke up, and it was so weird seeing the same room go from being covered in shadow to being lit by the morning Sun in less than a second.

I'm starting to wonder if maybe I was actually awake but in some kind of sleep-paralysis or something that caused me to hallucinate, because the angles, my posture, where I was looking; it was all the same.