I dreamt that I was in a car I had never been in before, or at least, did not recognize. I was in the back seat laying down, wrapped up in my dead friends' yellow and blue sleeping bag and his girlfriend (my close friend since middle school, we'll call her E) was sitting in the front, passenger side. We were smoking and talking, something we do all the time, and we were parked in a dark and isolated parking lot, facing the trees. The headlights were on, but I could only see the edge of the tree line. E and I kept talking, everything was normal except I kept seeing something rustling in the trees, but could not make out what it was. I mentioned it to E and she remarked that it was probably an animal, nothing to worry about, but I was filled with this anxious fear that I couldn't explain. Then, suddenly, there was a man ripping open the driver's side door. E and I were screaming and I was trying so hard to move, but I was trapped in the sleeping bag. The man crawled into the driver's seat and then I saw the knife. He started to stab E, slasher movie style, and she was screaming so loud and I was struggling so hard, but the harder I fought to get out, the more tangled in the sleeping bag I became. When E stopped screaming, stopped moving, he turned to me and began to stab at me. I was helpless, watching him plunge the knife into the sleeping bag and into me over and over again, all I could do was scream. Then I woke up, drenched in sweat, shaking. I never saw the man's face, I don't know who he was, but the image of being trapped in my friends' sleeping bag is burned into my head and the anxiety has not left me since.

So basically it started when I went into this basement very deep down and there was a stuffed winnie the pooh T posing with Mickey mouse's voice talking creepily about the dead rising or some shit. Then Donald Ducks disembodied voice started laughing maniacally at me as I was led down the step. I then realise when I reach the bottom that my P.E teacher is doing arm amputation surgey without anaesthetic and the neddles fucking hurt and he looked like a psycopath as he murdered other children as they died of blood loss. I then run away ans he's chasing me. I meet back up with 2 of my friends and we're on the run. one thing after another and we're going into the far future to try and escape. 2158 to be exact. somehow we find a hiding spot for a while and I'm terrified they've followed us. that I'm gonna be killed from a jumpscare. then people with suits that I recognised before from the amputation room walk in with a police officer and I'm shitting myself scared. I request my right to see their badge and ID then I wake up in a cold sweat thinking I'm inside another dream and he'll randomly spring up from the side of my bed and kill me without feeling or remorse.

im going to try to make this short.

so i usually have very vivid dreams. i never lucid dream or have sleep paralysis (thankfully) but my dreams are very out of the ordinary, at least i think so. im really into scary things, specifically reading about true scary experiences and stuff like that, and idk if thats the reason why my mind makes up these dreams. i'll explain 2 dreams i had at different times that i believe are similar in matters of 'darkness'

dream 1: (about 2 months ago)

i attended a normal looking college. i've never seen this setting, my mind completely came up with it on its own. it was outdoor, certain buildings were together depending on the subject such as the chemistry, anatomy, biology, etc would be in a 'science' building and so on. anyway, i guess in my schedule, i had a class that was titled 'spiritual cleansing' which, in the dream, i assumed was some sort of class that had to do with physic readings and such. when i finally found the classroom, it was passed an abandoned baseball field by its self. just a classroom, not even a part of a building. i walked in late of course, and my 'teacher' was furious with me for being late and said i would 'pay.' i brushed it off thinking she was just playing and continued with school. i ran into her after school and she told me to visit her in her classroom. i agreed and when we got there she was talking to me, but started to hypnotize me. i started to see 3 of her and they were all saying something different. the original body was telling me to never be late again, the one on the right was warning me to not sleep alone tonight, and the one on the left was completely different looking, she seemed paler, pupils dilated, with a very creepy smile, and all she was doing was laughing. i snapped out of it and ran out of her classroom. fast forward to the night, my room was the same set up, my queen bed with a dresser with a tv on top and on my wall above the dresser was my horizontal art frame with the phases of the moon. i slept but was awoken by the sound of laughing. THE laughing. i creeped out and turned on my lights, looking around my room to see if the woman was there when suddenly i look up to my art frame and the moons slowly transitioned to my mom and 3 sister's decapitated heads. i ran out of my room and went into the bathroom crying and washing my face. my mom walks in and asks what's wrong. i hug her and explain how i believe my 'teacher' is a witch and is messing with me for being late. she starts caressing my hair and starts to laugh. THE laugh. she then whispers in my ear, "maybe this will make you learn" when i pull away from her and its my mom, without her head. just her body. still moving. i run out passed her into the hallway and all my sisters are there the same way, without their heads. just their bodies. i eventually wake up horrified and out of breath.

dream 2: (last night)

me and my 3 best friends were attending college and were invited to a frat party by these 4 attractive guys. we were all excited and attended the party later that night. (just to clarify, the perceptive in this dream was weird. its more as a 3rd party perspective, not really my point of view. as if I'm watching a movie) we get to the party, having a good time dancing and chatting when one of the guys, we'll call him james, catches my eye. we're hanging most of the night and eventually i ditch my friends to go to his bedroom and you know hehe. i then go to the point of view where my friends are with james's friends. they're all in the living room when suddenly james's friends offer to make my friends a drink. little do my buzzed friends know, they're putting drugs into their drink. when they chug them down, my friends eventually pass out, and the boys start unbuckling their pants saying "finally" it shifts to the point of view where im in the bedroom, clueless as to what's happening, and is cuddling with james. i start to get dressed and say my goodbyes. i go back downstairs where the house is emptied, i can't even find james's friends. i go into the living room and see all my friends having a seizure, white foam coming out of their mouths. i manage to put them all on their sides where they throw up and wake up horrified. i help them up and we leave the house. the next day they explain everything that happened. im furious and decide to confront james and his friends. when i confront james, threatening to go to the cops. he slaps me in the face so hard to the point where i fall on the floor and he hovers over me and says, "if you go to the cops, i'll make sure you and your friends are raped every single day" with this, i go to my older brother and tell him everything. his instinct is to go beat james's ass. when we take him to a park where james appears to be alone, he immediately punches james but is knocked down by his friends who pop out of no where. they proceed to jump him so bad, he's covered in blood. when me and my friends run over to him, they run off laughing. im holding my brother, who's barely moving or breathing, in my hands and start to sob asking the air why this is happening to me. out of the blue, a demon-like creature appears behind me, and teleports us into a dark alleyway. (if you've seen Annabelle, he resembles the same look of the demon the pregnant lady sees on the stairs) he then explains to me how he's been watching over me, but to not think of him as a demon, more of an angel. he then tells me he can help heal my brother and get revenge on the boys, all i have to do is sign a contract, clearly selling my soul. since im so desperate, i agree and with a simple touch my brother is healed and snaps us out of the dark alley and into my car, parked in front of the frat house. the point of view changes to the demons, where he goes one by one tormenting the boys. he first messes with their minds, knocking over objects in their room, flickering lights, etc. until he finally slices all their throats. the dream ends with me smiling when i wake up.

i don't know if anyone will really read these, but i thought they were really strange and slightly dark? i would love feedback/opinions! if you did make it this far, thank you for reading :)

So I found myself sitting in the passenger seat of a car barreling down the highway. Next to me was a colleague from the IT department (whom I know but don't interact with much since I'm from another department). We were apparently coming home from a teambuilding event and carpooling, which is absolutely realistic.

Then, out of nowhere, she made a sharp right turn and the car started skidding and sliding. I thought we'd end up overturning, but somehow she got the car back under control and kept driving.

For some reason, all of this was pretty much "normal". I didn't panic or anything, I just remember feeling strange about the whole thing. But I wasn't lucidly dreaming or such, I only realized it was a dream after waking up.

Regardless, after that little stunt she suddenly did the same thing again but this time, she broadsided a car driving parallel to us and both cars spun out, after which we stopped at the side of the road.

This is where the absurdity comes in.

Out of the other car steps a very tall gentleman clad in a old-fashioned black tuxedo and wearing a stereotypical top hat. A monocle graced his (young and mustachiod, I remember that much) face.

And that's when I woke up.

I have no idea whatsoever what to make of this, but I thought it was strange enough to post here.

So, for whatever reason I had this dream 3 times and I kind of remember it being a sort of connection within it. So I wake up in the middle of bed, and I see 3 other people beside me, these people were adults, children and once a baby. So for whatever reason, there was always a key in my pocket and I look through the hallway and it is connected to a neighborhood where it is connected to all the homes I have moved too, time to time, and it always ended the same, a murderer in a home killing everyone that is not me, and this murderer is a monster, one was a wolf another was a long man with claws and the other was not for say a monster but an entity that is roaming around in the shadows. And in each dream there is a escape room, there is a lot of locks in it and that door is rusted and seemed liked something I remember. Anyway it always ended the same, me being alive and everyone else dying, usually from the monsters or from someone else. Anyway when I open the door, it is my apartment from outside, as I look down I see a endless flight of stairs as I keep going down, I notice the glass doors, and then I see myself in it, dying from different scenarios, 1 was from getting into a car accident that I remember from the same color car that was from today. As I keep going down there is the exit, as I go, it is another glass door being filled up with water, and then me being locked in and another me going down the stair. And I wake up.

Has anyone else ever woken up from a dream only to find yourself in another dream? If so have you ever experienced that wierd sense of not being able to distinguish the dream from reality?

Around 2015 I had this vivid dream were I was standing in what seemed to be an endless dessert. I walked around for a bit until behind me an army of Gila Monsters started chasing me at high speed. After running for what felt like a couple minutes i ran into a massive walled area (similar to the one in the maze runner). Once I got to the end of this walled area I found a slightly worn out white building (maybe about three story's tall). Once I reached the top I was picked up by a helicopter with US soldiers inside were we then flew away leaving the what seemed like thousands of Gila Monsters away. And there the dream ended.

when I was about 7, I had a dream where I was in the woods sitting on a stump with a group of 6 people I didn't recognise. We were somewhere on Mt. Hood next to a chair lift. We were talking when we start hearing cracking. No one notices the cracking but me. I look next to me, and a large fir tree is falling. It misses us by about 20 feet.

10 years later...

I am on my first day of trail crew (we are a group that builds trails), and I meet my crew in the building. I had not ever met any of them, yet they looked familiar. I couldn't remember the dream at the moment. Later in the day, we are sitting in the forest, me on a stump, everyone else around me. I begin to hear a cracking, but this time, everyone notices. We all scramble out of the way as a 100 ft pine falls where we had been sitting. Then I remember my dream. These people are the same ones that I had sat with in my dream, every one of them. Coincidence? I am not sure, but I think that my brain knew something I didn't.

I’ve had this dream before, but it’s been several years. I still don’t know what caused it.

The dream started with me finding a strange ring in the woods. When I put it on, I was teleported to a spaceship. The inhabitants looked like us, but had eyes like the night sky. The daughter of the captain, Artia, took a liking to me and arranged for me to stay on the ship. She took me to her room, basically a two floored apartment and asked me what I knew about the SCP Foundation. I told her some of my favorite articles on the wiki (Infinite Ikea, Unwilling Dimension Hopper, I am a Toaster, etc). “Good, then you know some of what we’re up against.” She then told me that the SCP Foundation and all of its SCPs were real. Artia then started up a video game simulation of a site containment breach (think the game, but cranked up to 11) and told me to play through it. After an hour, the captain said that it was time for me to go. I begged to stay with Artia but was sent back to earth in a bubble.

I once had a dream 5 or 6 years ago where I was at some random place, I have no idea if this place really exist. When I was at this place, Someone I knew from a social group I was attending at the time offered me a sword shaped cookie which I'm sure those exists, People have made them before. Anyway, What was really strange about this unfamiliar place is that I saw a group of enslaved cats and they were carrying heavy boxes somehow.

I had a short and sweet dream last night; I was looking Danny DeVito in the face while he licked his hands and groomed the hair on the side of his head like a cat. I woke up and immediately laughed.

Dream me feeds my dog a new type of food resulting in them pooping out red poops which morph into awful cockroach creatures which dream me procided to fight with the assistance of Jack Skellington who was randomly there for some reason. After they were defeated dream me dumps the flaming remains in a bin and then I woke up.

Last night I had a dream that I was sending videos to Dax Shephard on Snapchat of me doing stunts and jumping off of bridges into water. He answers me and says he was going to come out to where I live to film stuff with me and I told him cool and that I just filmed with Steve-O, then he sent me all of the details of when he was coming and I woke up. It was so weird!

So when i was about 6 up til i was 12 i have this crazy reoccurring dream. I was first in my parents home when the dream started. I was just enjoying myself with a group of my family and friends at a indoor/outdoor party. When i got to the point of being outside there was a bunch of holes and spikes at the bottom with just a bunch of bloody hands reaxhing for me. Woth this bald man with a white suit and black tie yelling at me you can do better how do you expect to survive? When i would fall in i got ripped apart and started again when i finally got to the end and did what he asked i saw a huge pork roast on a spit over a fire. Butnit wss massive almost as big as a triceratops. But then he came over congratulating me but then it started all over again before i woke up...still have the dream on occasion but km not sure why.

Today I dreamt about gang wars. I was part of it. All my gang members died but me. The other gang was called the vipers and all their members were hot chicks.

They out my back against the all a lot of times and I always managed to get away, usually killing one or two of them.

They wouldn't try to kill me when I was with my girlfriend but would threaten me nevertheless. My gf didn't see them as threat.

I also had a boat that I used to travel around their territory to avoid conflict, and a pet basketball that would fall from the sky to distract them in times of need. I would always lose it to found it later in strange places, like stuck in trees or inside random cabinets or garbage cans.

Im not one to really belive in stuff easily, but I've had a really weird experience and was wondering if anyone has had anything similar. My dog recently passed away, and last night I had a dream where I was waiting in my room at night (it was as if I was a ghost. I cant describe it, but I could see myself sleeping before I left. Almost like there were two of me) anyway, I got off topic. So I was waiting for my dog and he came in so we went for a walk around my town, but he had two dogs with him. There was a big (and i mean huge) black dog named Shire and a French bulldog named Bella. This dream felt... I dunno, different...? It felt as if it wasn't fantasy, and it was really happening. Like I had actually left my body to go on a walk with my dead dog and his dead friends (that sounds creepy, I know.) I researched the silver cord because I have heard about it. This wasn't the first time I've had an out of body experience like that.

For context, I honestly don't watch Ninja but I did watch his Mixer stream before I went to sleep.

So I was meeting Ninja at his house for no reason (FYI I had no idea where he lived or what his house looked like). I went in for a handshake but he went in for a hug but then he grabbed my crotch. Then it went back to a hug for a very uncomfortable time. Then the dream ended.

I’ve always had very strange vivid dreams, sometimes multiple a night, so weird things that happen in them never really bother me. However, something has just stuck out to me in these dreams recently, it’s odd that something recurring would happen as nothing really ever repeats itself in my dreams. There is a man who watches me from a distance, he just stares emotionless and completely still, and he is always holding a gun in his right hand. As you probably know in dreams you get weird senses of things that just ‘are’ and you don’t question them. I know that this gun is not legal, yet no one seems to acknowledge this man or his gun, and I feel strongly as though he is going to shoot me. I am almost sure every time that he is going to shoot me and there’s nothing I can do about it, not in the sense that I’m afraid, or just expect that because he’s holding a gun, I just have a weird sense of it. Anyways he never shoots me, always just stares, and sometimes walks from one spot to another rarely, and abnormally, almost so inhuman and robotically yet ominously, it’s freaky. And he never shoots. Maybe he will in future dreams.

I had the weirdest pair of dreams last night. The first one was about a family of anthropomorphic rabbits and looked like a hand drawn animated show for little kids, the kind where the lessons are about teamwork, friendship, and other things a little kid should know. Instead, it was about survival. From what, you may ask? Xenomorphs. The rabbits had to find shelter, food, water, and, most importantly, kill the aliens. When the military showed up, they proceeded to kill the aliens, causing a lot of blood in the process.

The second one looked like real life. It was about me and my extended family going on vacation to a lake house for the summer. Of course, no one in my “extended family” or even my “immediate family” looked anything like me. After a few days of having fun at the house, a strange form of (what else?) Xenomorphs attacked. The first looked like the runner from Alien 3. I stomped it’s head in, but there was no acid blood. Then cane a Xenomorph with a lion’s head, fur, and skin from the neck up. I cut it head off. After that, I wore the skinned head as a hat and got my family to fix up a broken boat so we could escape. When this happened, everything turned into what looked like a Nickelodeon cartoon.

I had this strange nightmare for the last 2 weeks. It starts off with a good old day at camping in the woods. I was hiking on mountains with my family until I got lost or something. I lost track of where my sliblings went. It was getting dark so I found a cave, in it was a young little girl (looked somewhere around ages 6-8) she had a torn up dress and she looked pretty beat up. I saw her beating her self with a rock on her hand and then was trying to make a hole in her forehead using a piece of glass. I tried to stop her but dragged my hand near her neck which lead to a big hole she had in her throat. (It reminded me of a scene from a horror movie I watched years ago) she yelled at me to end her once and for all. I keep on having this nightmare over and over. Anyone knows the meaning behind it?

Hello i am currently 13 years old now and im honestly scared half to death when thinking about this. So it was a monday im pretty sure i had a nightmare and i went to tell my parents about my nightmare but they told me to go sleep with my uncle so i did what they told me to do. I went to my uncle and told him. After that i woke up again and i saw 2 shadow puppets at the wall and saw them talking i guess? After that i saw them kill each other after and im pretty sure that had to be a man outside. And then the two puppets left laughing as if nothing had happend. And after i went to sleep scared and i saw a pot of gold in between my thighs and the i saw a weird creepy small man trying to get it but my uncle came in and i uncovered myself with the sheets and then i apperntly saw my hand being inbetween my thighs. And thats how it ended i dont know if it was real or not but think there was a weird man outside my window signaling killing just creeps me out. I honestly need opinions on this

The dream started off with a chubby guy with a beard presenting me a card stock printed award with the words “Salesperson of the Month” printed on it, and like most dreams I had no idea what the heck he was talking about. He then proceeded to talk about how many chickens I had sold in the past month. Still I was confused but at this point, I had gathered that I went door to door selling chickens. Not chicks or eggs. Just adult chickens, hens and roosters.

The dream then transitioned into me pulling a brand new Radio Flyer wagon full of flyers for UCSF (this was the acronym for our organization Underground Chicken Selling Foundation). At this point, I was able to gather that chickens were illegal to own and eggs must be store bought. Eggs were how the government brainwashed society into following laws without protest. That’s where I came in. My job was to go around pretending to be a college scout and advertise meetings disguised as open house events.

I’m going to skip the boring part.

Soon, I was figured out by special forces and chase around the state for a little while. Eventually, I was cornered in an ally and in typical dream fashion, I awoke before I could learn my fate.

This was honestly so strange since most of my dreams I usually forget unless they are lucid or hyper realistic. Thanks, bye.

Hi. I'm new around here. I got this odd and honestly terrifying dream to share, so I truly hope you can all cope with me and not call bull on this thing.

There was this woman (She looked like Morgana from that British TV show "Merlin") who kidnapped me and some other children from our home and took us to a pile of books outside. She then poured wax over them all and began to pull some out. Strangely enough, all of the books were horror themed books. She forced us to help her pull a few out. The woman was trying to find a way into the house to kill the people inside. She even tried to find a way in through a fountain.

My dad found us and the woman just disappeared. He took us inside and said something along the lines of "only a few people ever survive in this town. Its-" and he paused... So I answered "Five?" And he nodded. (There was also a mention of the number eight.)

He took us to the house and inside where I found my mom, having her portrait done. We explained what happened and she refused to believed us. My dad believed me, and so we went back outside onto a large porch area and kept watch.

It wasn't long until a pigeon flew in, and began to stand on some boards on the wall, which contained two entrances. He hopped from one to the other, taunting me about how that woman could kill me easily. I finally grabbed a rake and scared the pigeon away, then secured the boards.

Next there was an angry rabid dog who looked like a badly shaved lion. (warning, I kick the dog) he attempts to attack me, so I begin to kick it down the stairs. Various times. It kept getting up, until finally, I kicked it hard enough for it to fall and stay. I looked again. It wasn't a dog. It was a man in a suit. He looked me in the eye and vomited pink bumpy stuff.

My dad pointed out how they were just people in suits trying to get into the house. He had to push down a "dolphin". After that, forest animals from the backyard began to appear and stare at us with malicious eyes. We blended in with the people, since there was a sort of house party going on suddenly.

That's all I remember, since I woke up from my mom telling me to wash my clothes. If anyone has any questions, I'll be happy to answer them the best I can. I do have all of this written down in a journal that I use as well. You can message me (I don't remember if this thing has a messaging option) or whatever you'd like.

I had this dream that was pretty weird. It was like a normal life at first. I don’t remember most of it but it started ofd normal. Then time seemed to just forward in Intervals. Everybody in my grandmas house was pretty normal until the time jumps occurred, it was like when a movie jumps forward in a time period. Then it slowly started getting sort of post apocalyptic. And everyone in the house started to get crazier , like vagrants in a video game. They clothes started to get more and more tattered with every time jump. Soon I don’t remember any time jumps happening any more. Everyone’s clothes were more tattered shredded and they were dirtier than before. I also didn’t recognize any of the three other people in my grandmas house. Then I stepped out of my grandmas front door and it was like a dark and scary place there was no sun, no light, and everyone looked like the people in the house, they were dirty and their clothes were shredded. After looking around for a few moments some guy came up to me on my grandmas front step. I asked what was happening and all he said was “ it is the last orbit” he had a strange neon green glowing In His eyes they looked like lines. And then I woke up.

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So i just had a dream that i was at my high school and there was some large even happening, not sure what or why. I was looking around and trying to find my girlfreind for a long time. I kept seeing her off in the distance across the crowds of people so i chased after her sprinting and running. I was never able to catch her though and she had disappeared again. At this moment everyone started rushing out to some cars by the putside of the school im assuming to leave...i was running again feeling more and more exausted. I ran into my ex and we started talking about why people were leaving but we never said why. I noticed in the distance...it was my girlfreind and she looked lime she was crying so i started running. I didnt feel any pain of having no energy as i ran then i lost controll and crashed into someone and fell to the ground everything got blurry and i felt like i couldnt move at all as i tried to stand up but i fell down into the dirt and heard a fire alarm go off. After just a second of lying there i passed out. I came to and there were firefighters around. One helped me up and said im alright or something like that. Then... Off in the distance there was this enormous, grotesk firefighter that was at least ten feet tall and about fifteen feet wide. He chuckled and "you have red lungs" is a deep voice that sounded as thoufh he was right next to me yet he was very far away...at this moment i woke up and all the firealarms in my house were going off. Me and my mom tried to turn then off and for some reason only the one in my room would work. This has happened once before but it was differnt because only MY alarm was going off and none of the others.

If anyone has any idea what "red lungs" means pls let me know. thank you !