Uncategorized

I remember there being a party at my uncle's house, where all of my friends were invited. We wanted to watch Black Dynamite but couldn't for some reason. Not much goin' on there.
There was another dream where my friends and I all lived in the same apartment. I can't remember too much of it but it seemed like the apartment was just a bigger version of my home. Alarm Clocks were involved somewhere...

The most detailed dream of the night, however, was one where I was playing golf. It started out pretty alright, almost got a hole in one, talked to an old guy about... I don't know what, when all of a sudden the world goes dark. There were zombies everywhere and the old man fell into some water, thus turning him into some sort of tentacle beast. Much like in other dreams, the horror I should feel wasn't present at all, but I realized that we needed to run, or else we would die. My family and I just barely managed to escape that monster as everyone who wasn't a police officer or in the military ran away. An officer got close to me to ask me about something but I tossed him into a shed to avoid speaking to him, because, y'know zombies, however, once I reached the car, another officer came to ask me about something called the room of pain. I told her that it was not a physical place, but a sort of mindscape and I even found myself thinking of Silent Hill. Once I had answered her about the room, my family and I were off. Behind us, the place was on fire and it was incredibly dark. The only things to light the way were the lights of the car and, later on, the lights from the buildings, which looked beautiful. I could tell the monsters hadn't touched this place because there wasn't any smoke or fire.