nightmare

On the day prior to this dream, I'd been on a bus and noticed an angry looking wasp in the window, which is my ultimate terror. Usually you can run away like a bitch hoping the wasp doesn't sting you, but on a 50 minute bus ride you just have to chill and fight the urge to scream like a little girl and hope the wasp doesn't put you on its shit-list.

So after a night of drinking I should have forgotten all about the wasp, but my dream went like this:
I woke up in my bed (like most of my other dreams have started lately) and behold, the area around my bed is full of wasps. Crawling on the walls, on the pillows, on the blankets, on my face, even on my lips. I wanted to die. I had a slight notion that I was dreaming, but I never have control until I perform my reality check, and with a wasp crawling around on my face, I'd rather try to wake myself up. I attempted forcing my real eyes open, which is like a layer outside of my dream eyes - not sure how to explain it, I'm not even sure I understand it.
So I woke up, and again I was in my bed with wasps around me. At this point I was fully convinced the wasps were actually there and it wasn't a dream, but for good measure I decided to perform a quick reality check. Clenched my nose and tried to breathe, and to my surprise, it actually was a dream. I threw my covers off of me and stormed out of the room. I tried to open the skylight window on the hallway, but it was stuck. I gave it a good punch that pushed it open. I crawled out and flew away to explore.

In one of my confusing cycles of false awakenings, there was one that stood out from the rest.
I opened my eyes to see my room. I was lying on my back. Usually I sleep on my side with my legs drawn up near my stomach, almost in fetal position, while hugging a pillow under my head. But that's not what made me suspect it was a dream. My vision was blurry, I felt vibrations in the back of my head, I heard the sound of what could be my facial muscles tensing (try making a huge grin all the way to your ears, you will hear a kind of rumbling / underwater sound). I recognized all these three signs from past experiences with sleep paralysis (or dreams of sleep paralysis) and thought knew what was coming; a bit of noise, vibrating vision and colorful hallucinations. But what I got, was the terrifying experience many people talk about. I couldn't move, and I felt a presence by the side of my bed. I was scared and wanted it to end, but I couldn't do much before I knew if it was a dream, and I had to perform a reality check for that. My reality check of choice is to clench my nose and try to breathe. Problem is, how do you do that if you can't move your hands? I fought hard to lift my hand - it felt like there were concrete blocks attached to my arm, weighing it down - and eventually I got it up to my nose. I clenched it and I could breathe! Now the dream would end for sure, like all the other times I discovered I was dreaming in the past months. But it didn't. I tried to open my real eyes (or my eyes into the next dream, I'm not sure), but they too were weighed down by concrete blocks.
I woke up in my bed again, terrified. Thought maybe I should do a reality check to make sure I was awake this time, but it felt so real I didn't bother, and slipped away, either back into sleep or into the next dream. Right now, I am not sure if I was even awake.

Standing in my room looking out of my window on the road across the field. It's dark and it's snowing heavily. I see front lights paving the way for a bus. I know that there will be two girls, one of which I knew a long time ago and the other her friend, getting out of that bus to come hang out with me. I wonder why the bus doesn't stop by the red house at the road going down the hill to my driveway, and instead just keeps driving out of sight. A few seconds later, I see it reversing back up to the red house and the two girls get off. I watch the two from my window as I get more and more anxious. I turn the light out in my room so they won't see me spying, but I am quickly distracted by my bedroom being a mess. In panic I clear as much of the mess I can in a hurry and notice I'm wearing old unacceptable clothes. I try to be calm trying to find proper clothes to put on as my mother calls from the bottom of the stairs "Mikkel I think you have guests", while on the inside I'm spiraling down into a pool of awkward anxiety, almost at the edge of having an anxiety attack.

When I get down in the living room, a long table has been set up and the two girls are sitting by the end. I reach out to give the brunette - the one I knew once - a hug, when she had awkwardly reached out her hand for a handshake. "Oh well okay" she says and laughs. I sense she's just as awkward and confused as I am, while her friend just seems kind of sulky. I sit down facing the brunette, our eyes catch and I wake up.

I dreamed that outside my room which is on the first floor, everything was dark, and you had a strong feeling of something watching you, almost like ghosts creeping around the hallway with malicious intents. There were people with me, but I don't remember who, and I don't remember our conversations. I walk down the stairs and come to the floor below. The feeling of being watched is stronger and grows more toward the feeling of being chased. The air gets more dense, the light in this hallway is slightly more of a red tone instead of the nightly dark blue tone. I start seeing corpses and carcasses, bloody rib-cages ripped open with the limbs torn off, lying around. A guy I'm with says we shouldn't go deeper. We go deeper anyways, down the next flight of stairs. As we go deeper, the place becomes more horrifying. More violent carcasses, red hellish lighting, and you can almost see and feel the malicious spirits move around in the air, gazing at us. We start hearing the screams of people getting murdered. Bones and carcasses still lay scattered around, like some messy slaughterhouse dealing with humans, except the place looked more and more like a cavern and was too dark to see far. A guy I'm with says: "We should stop here. If we go any further, the ones with four eyes will appear, and any further than that, they will tear our limbs off." I'm curious what those four-eyed things would be, so I want to keep going, before I come to the sudden realization that the corpses, carcasses and bodyparts weren't just brought here for decoration; something might do that to us. "Alright let's get out of here." I say, and we rush up the staircases, panicking more and more until we get back into my room and close the door.

I dreamed that I found a stash of drugs and used them all. Shortly after, my vision got a weirdly zoomed focus as I was staring at my own face in a mirror which was a complete abomination. My mouth was gigantic and deformed, my eyes dull, dark and insane. Leeches crawled out of my lips and gums, leaving a stinging pain and gory holes emitting short streams of blood. I went to sit by my computer desk, but it was literally covered in dead flies. Covered as in I couldn't see the desk.

I wake up in my bed. My teeth hurt. I licked them and felt the texture on their surface wasn't clean and smooth like they are supposed to. There was something dirty on them, leaving them textured and tasting like iron. I walk downstairs to look in a mirror. It's evening, but there is just enough dim light to let me see my mouth. Red of blood, my lips opened to show my deformed and fully blood-covered teeth - at least the few I had. My set of teeth was shaped like a rabbit's. I went into the kitchen where my mother said I must have grabbed and chewed apart this weird salt grinder-like wooden thing while I slept. I went into the living room and sat in the couch with the salt shaker thing in my hands. My father walked in and asked what happened to my teeth, so I explained what I must have been doing while sleeping.

#1 Racing through Trackmania-like obstacles, loops and such, but with speedboats. My classmates appeared as my opponents for this year's annual race, which happened to take place on a very nice and sunny day. After being the first to complete the track on water, with my classmates right behind me, we left our boats and ran onto land. The race went into a big abandoned hotel. As I entered the building, I noticed it was very dark. Looking out of its windows, it appeared that it had now suddenly turned night. A few light bulbs lit up the labyrinthy corridors here and there, but not even enough to cover half of the shadows. I heard a lot of strange noises, and saw some shady figures, but never got a clear sight of what was hiding, just waiting for us to approach. One of my classmates clung to me, which I found was somewhat an annoyance. We went up a flight of stairs and to the left, where we were met by the moans and screams of something that had just started chasing us. I didn't get a look at it before it came out of the darkness, but I had an idea of it being a humanoid creature, possibly similar to what one might find in the Dead Space games. We ran for our lives back past the flight of stairs, where I now noticed a set of numbers, but this time we ran to the right. I passed a chair which had a body in it, laying completely motionless and in a position as if it had plumped down from the ceiling in a lying position and just landed on the chair (arms sticking out to the sides, legs stiffly in front of the chair, sitting off the edge of the chair). I didn't have the balls to look it in the face to find out whether it was alive, or if it was one of my classmates - knowing it could suddenly spring up and scare me - so I just ran past it. We figured the set of numbers was the place we had to go for the race, but we didn't get a specific letter (the hotel had some special mirrored room-number system so the right half had the same room numbers as the left half), so we weren't sure whether we had to run back to the left of the flight of stairs or take the door leading out to the fire escape. We decided not to go back to the creatures, and just wanted to get out of that hotel. When we got outside, it was indeed night time. We got to the ground, and noticed the host of the race as well as the remaining participants sitting in the lobby watching an old movie on a projector. Apparently three classmates were lost in the hotel and the race was called off.

I woke up after this part, but it continued in another dream.

#2 The host and I went to search the hotel for the missing classmates. As we entered each room, the host had to do something with his briefcase before we could continue, often resulting in a creature creeping up on us and scaring the shit out of us by screaming from behind when we least expected it. I was scared shitless of creatures hiding somewhere in the rooms we entered, such as behind curtains, in the bathrooms, or behind the bathroom curtains, so I checked every possible hiding spot. We never found the missing classmates.

The dream started off with me sitting in my living room's couch, with my laptop on my lap, watching porn. Then my little sister came into the room and sat beside me, wanting to watch what I was doing. I minimized it all, but for some reason, big thumbnails to all the images I had just watched filled my desktop. I tried to open up a program or two, to put in front of the thumbnails, but the thumbnails appeared everywhere. She asked me what that was and I said I didn't know why or where they came from.

Next thing I know, I was at a LAN, supposedly in my school, but in a supposed classroom I've never seen before. My teacher was there. He stood behind me without me noticing him, and he must have seen the thumbnails everywhere. He asked me if my laptop was infected, and I said "no, I think it's just an error, I don't know where they came from". He kept asking, and in the end I almost hammered my fist into the table and yelled at him. Then a page popped up on my screen saying:
"LOL I hacked your PC, and I was extremely efficient at it!" along with a bunch of Russian text and disturbing pictures. I figured what this virus did was redirect files from your temporary internet files (cookies) folder, to your desktop, which is not a huge damage, but can still be quite annoying.
Next thing I know, we had to get out in the main lobby, which was a big place I've never seen before either. We had to sit on the floor and watch some lame 'magician' or whatever. She asks for a volunteer. I was the only person not raising my hand. She chose me. So, she wanted me to throw some ball, for a reason I do not know. So we threw a ball around a couple times. For some reason I dropped the ball every time, even though it was some easy throws, but oh well, it's a dream designed to make me feel bad, just wait.
She told me to crawl up in a really large double-chair, like one of those chairs tennis judges sit in, just way taller. She sat beside me. I asked her how far up we were, and she replied with 50 meters. I felt my fear of being on fragile objects in extreme heights kicking in. I noticed there was a balcony beside us, so I held onto it. "Oh come on, you big pussy" she said. Then she started rocking with the chair. I told her to stop.
"What? Stop this?" she said and started rocking more. A man at the bottom yelled that I was a huge pussy, and I heard the students sitting on the floor laugh. The man started crawling up the chair, while shaking it violently. I thought fuck no and climbed onto the balcony. He laughed at me in a degrading manner and said:
"Oh what, are you going to go play your computer?". I got pissed off.
"Why yes you fucking asshole, I am."
I left, and walked into the classroom, where only 2 guys were sitting. I figured the rest was still playing audience. I wanted to play a bit of Dead Island and launched up the game. I didn't get put in the game however. As soon as I double-clicked the game's shortcut, the room turned dark and silent. The other people were gone. All lights were gone, leaving me in an Amnesia-like environment. I was scared, and walked out of the room. The whole place was dark, and everyone was gone.

I walked outside, and watched myself exit the house in a LoL/HoN/DOTA third person perspective. I saw a person at the garden gate with a green health bar (teammate), fighting off two guys with red health bars (enemies). I went to help him, and thereby we took both of them down. My perspective switched back to first person, and my teammate was gone, leaving me on my own, in a dark environment with a scary ambiance. I looked down the road, and saw a unpleasant looking pale guy with white eyes, fast and calmly walking towards me. I figured the best idea would be to flee, LoL style. I walked around the house. Every time I looked back, I saw him being a little bit closer each time.
I rounded a corner, and swiftly crawled down a ladder beneath a trapdoor. I stood on the ladder for a little while, listening for footsteps. Didn't hear a thing. Instead, two men opened the trapdoor and climbed down the ladder. I managed to jump down and hide without them noticing me. I heard them talking, but didn't understand what they were talking about. They climbed back up and walked away.

I was in my house, looking out of the window. It was raining outside. Every single light in my house was turned off.
A guy behind me asked me if I'd heard about the news.
"What news?"
"A guy has stolen a car from a carport and driven it into a wall at the same house, then beat the owner of the car to death."
"No I haven't heard that."
"Why don't you check on your car?"
"My car is alright, okay?"
"Are you sure?"
"Yes."
I was starting to get annoyed, but he walked out of the room.
A moment later I could hear a loud crash from somewhere around my front yard.
I ran down the stairs, into the kitchen and grabbed a kitchen knife. The house was still off lights.
I ran into my living room, which was brightly lit up by a blue color.
I looked out of the panorama window, and saw the moon, shining as bright as the sun, but with a blue hue. The reflections of the water drops from the rain were shining bright and clear.
I saw a person sitting on a chair on the terrace, with it's back turned against me.
I ran out through the terrace door, stood behind the person, and punched him in the back of his head.
"What did you do to my car?"
He slowly turned around in the chair, then looked at me with a psychotic smile on his face.
My kitchen knife was gone. It wasn't in my hand anymore. I was defenseless.
He grinned at me, and the last thing I saw was his fist against my face.

Okay, so last night I went to sleep at about 23:30, and fell asleep at about 00:00.
My alarm was set to 06:00, but I woke up at 05:00. I turned around and looked at the clock, then went back to sleep. I had some weird fucked up dream, then I woke up again. 05:03. Back to sleep. Dream. Wake up. 05:07.
Repeat this until 05:30 and some serious strange shit happened.
So I woke up, turned around to look at the clock (05:30), then while I turned back over I thought "30 minutes left. That's like 1 dream per minute". Immediately I heard a voice angrily yell "NO". Before I could think "What?" I got hit by extremely violent vibrations in my eyes, which were looking upwards at the ceiling. My body was completely paralyzed, I couldn't move. Along with my vision shaking, I also heard an extremely loud sound of about 1000 bunsen burners mixed with a bunch of static bass.

AS IF THIS WASN'T ENOUGH
While I was looking at the ceiling, I saw flashes of white/light-blue light come from my television as if it was burning with weirdly colored flames, and I heard this song.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gtqwdXQStS4



It all ended and I was there, in my bed, completely shocked and bathed in sweat.
It was not a dream, because I didn't wake up, I even pinched my nose and tried to breathe (a reality check) to make sure.

I didn't sleep for the last 30 minutes after that, before I had to get up and ready for work.
I was shocked out of my mind for 1:30 hour after that.

WHAT




F*CK SLEEP PARALYSIS D:

So, this nightmare occurred in the time space of one hour.
I fell asleep at 23:30 and woke up at 00:30, soaked in sweat.

I do not remember much from the actual dream, other than it was really dark, I was in a Colosseum, and a paranormal spirit pushed me out on the fighting grounds, to watch me battle with a paranormal enormous bull that I could only sense and hear, simply for it's own entertainment. The spirit was a teenage girl, however, I didn't actually see or hear her. She talked to me through my mind, and pushed me while I could only sense her being there.
The bull rushed towards me, hit me heads-first, and sent me flying.

That's all I can remember, but I am sure there was more to it. I recall something about walking through passages in darkness, but I am not sure.

From yesterday night.

I was riding a bike through a road, going upwards through the right side of Samsø - a danish island, south of Østjylland where I've been once on a trip with my class for 3 days. I had a map in my head, that I could look at like a HUD interface. The map represented Samsø, and I saw myself as a dot on the right side, and a red trail behind it showing where I've been. On the left side, I saw a low wooden fence the whole way. My mother talked to me through an intern voice in my head, saying that she put up the fence and I should not cross it. She didn't say, and I didn't ask why. However, when I reached the top corner of the island, I turned left and crossed the fence. I comforted her by saying I was just checking out the landscape and then I would come back.

Note @ 05-08-2013: Watching 'The Orphanage', I saw this scene and it just clicked that I had seen the place before, and I remembered this dream. This is exactly how the place in my dream looked:


I came to the opening of a large forest and met a group of hillbillies with torches, standing with a basket of berries. I asked "what's the matter?" to which they told me that something unnatural had been going on in the forest. The sun was going down and it was becoming dark. I offered to investigate, and ventured into the forest. The hillbillies followed me in.
An intense, frightening atmosphere laid upon us as we entered. I saw a corpse lying on the road in front of us. I inspected it quickly, and moved on into the forest. Unnatural girl screams were bursting my ears. Strange paranormal shit was going on. It was now so dark, the only light we saw was from our torches. We saw a big bonfire light up ahead of us. I moved closer, and walked to the side to avoid a tree in front of me. As the log crossed between the fire and my line of sight, it disappeared along with my torch. I now stood on a smaller forest road. I heard barking and trampling paws coming towards me in the dark. Behind me was a tall fence of solid wood. I jumped to the side in the right moment to avoid the dog. All I could see was the silhouette of it. It disappeared as it went past me. I ran back to the main road. It was like a dark being was shifting through the woods stealthily, watching me. A hillbilly yelled "hey, didn't you say you could spawn wherever you wanted?" to which I replied "no, this isn't a dream!". I heard another dog coming and ran as fast as I could to the exit of the forest.

Tonight I dreamed that I snapped and went psycho in a fully crowded church. With an SMG in each hand I slaughtered everyone, sparing only 4 people (I don't even know why I spared them, as they would testify against me). They stood lined up and talked to me, made me feel guilt. I walked out of the church and got home, watching the news. They mentioned what I'd done. I listened closely, as they said "..but we do not know who did this. We are working on..". I walked outside, where I saw one of the 4 left-overs, talking to me and inflicting more and more guilt, making the whole thing a nightmare for me..

I dreamt about waking up at 11:45 (and had to be at my work at 12:00) so I panicced around, trying to make someone take my shift, but couldn't. I couldn't get on the bus in time either.
Today I actually had to go to work at 12:00, but I woke up in time luckily :-)

Then later i dreamt about finding a maggot infested body in the woods. Not sure if it's a part of the other dream.
More detailed; I walked on a trampled path in a field of tall grass, showing a person where the body was. We moved some planks with nettles, and found a supposed old, rotten and dead woman with a coat on and a massive bulge on her back. Maggots, flies and leeches were crawling all over her. The person I showed her to, lifted her up and walked away with her.



Side notes: It seems that lately, I've been dreaming about stuff that could happen/go wrong the next day if I've been nervous about it.
Another example is that the day before my oral english exam, I dreamt that I went through alot of awkward trouble and turned up 15 minutes late for it. Very related to this. I should start doing reality checks every time something goes wrong (I'm clumsy).

Side note 1: This was the night before my english exam earlier today.
Side note 2: When I went to bed I tried using a FILD technique which didn't exactly work.
Side note 3: This dream was very vivid.

Tonight I dreamt that I arrived at my school 5 minutes before the exam started. But then I was on a bus. I got a call from my teacher reminding me that my exam was starting, so I was like "oh fuck oh shit", stood off the bus, and told my teacher that I was "taking a shit, it might take a while". I looked at my phone which said the clock was 10:35. I then looked at a bus plan to see that the next bus driving back to where my school is, would arrive at 10:35. Then I saw my parallel-class' teacher and a sensor. They asked "what are you doing here" but didn't wait for an answer. I drove with them back to my school, which the dream skipped.
When I arrived at my school, I had somehow lost my t-shirt. I really didn't mind, but apparantly people on the hallway found it amusing and laughed at me. I arrived at the exam 15 minutes late.