At the start of my dream, I was in a huge house, something like one of the hostels I stayed at when I was in Ireland. I remember having a good time at some sort of a party in this house, maybe drinking, and then I ventured upstairs into the house, where I walked into a room with a whole bunch of bunk beds. A bunch of girls looked up at me like I wasn't supposed to be there, but then I said I stayed in a place like this in Ireland, and that seemed to get their attention. One girl talked to me and then asked me to climb up into her bed to talk more. I don't remember the conversation, but it was good natured. We were there talking for a while, and then suddenly she said she was tired, and everyone was starting to go to bed.

I went to leave and started to gather my things, I had a bunch of things like cigs and ipod and stuff, I made a bunch of noise and people started to complain that I was taking so long. What I remember is that it had gotten dark fast, and suddenly there were a ton of people in the room going to bed. I went to leave and noticed the room was on a huge slant, and had difficulty getting out. Upon leaving, I started to feel that I was spinning kind of like you are in a circle of people and they are pushing you around. With difficulty I made it back to my room, and noticed I forgot some things.

I turned back and then decided to go back to get my stuff. At this point the world was very very dark, and it felt like I was under some sort of a spell, the spinning had gotten worse. I was going back to the place I had forgotten stuff, but the floor seemed even more slanted. I must have been going the wrong way because I ended up in a young group of peoples room, and they looked and laughed at me like I was crazy or something. I then made it back into the room and was trying to navigate this steep slope and the dark. I was sliding everywhere, and the spinning was horrible. Finally some girl grabbed me and said I was bothering them and took me to a desk on that floor.

At this point a man turned around. And he looked at me and said I ought to be more careful and stop making so much noise. I asked how in the world people made it through this house with the sloped floors. At that point I realized that he was behind this. I said you, you are behind this, what the hell is going on. Then it dawned on me. It was something in the drink, I said. And all he did was laugh and say drink up, and then the spinning became so violent that I fell on top of a bunch of garbage bags.

I thought I was going to die, and then i was forcing myself up when I woke up suddenly, like one of those movies where the character gasps when they wake up. Only this was a process like I felt myself coming back to life. Then I remember my arm was asleep and extremely numb. I remember it being black, and I had this feeling that I had no idea where I was. Then I realized I was at home, and I went to get out of bed and get a drink, but the spinning was still there, though not bad. I went to go back to sleep, but my head was still spinning and I realized that there was no way that I was going to be able to get back to sleep.

I do remember one other part where I found myself outside and a girl was on a ledge and a bunch of people that I knew were there with her, and she was going to jump and they were trying to convince her that she was drugged and told me to go find some help. I think at the time I realized that she was going though the same thing I was.

A little background about myself.

None of the characters in this dream were people from my real life. The only similarity was the hostel was a lot like a place I stayed in while traveling Ireland.

I will say that I am suffering depression, and that the day had been very bad, I had taken two xanax during the day. Though I don't want to blame this on the drugs, because I have never had an experience like this before.

Sorry for my bad grammar during the description, I wrote this down very fast after I had woken up.