Not even trying to humor anyone here, but I seriously once had a dream that I was picking up my pre-order for Shenmue III at a local game shop. Needless to say, I woke up and wanted to kill myself. Worse than any nightmare.

I had a dream that made me feel like that once. Same kind of disappointment upon waking up.
Fucking dreams that are too good are the worst because they make your life suck in comparison.

In dreams I walk with you, in dreams I talk to you.

For some reason Werewolf's come in quite a bit big scary ones sometimes fearful for me sometimes soothing that is so strange typing this Christ what a Nut job am I.

When I am about to nod off I hallucinate about Spiders. Dinner plate size then that is it every light on .Quilts-pillows thrown ,the other half telling me off and me a gibbering weak all night.

I dream about a guy in a dirty red and green striped sweater. He's got burns all over his body and this weird glove with knives on his right hand.

Probably nothing to worry about, goodnight everyone!

Here's a few of my "classics" in terms of dream, lol.

I was Nemesis. I remember sitting in some chair (more like a gurney with the top half tilted upwards), restrained, and these researchers injected me with all sorts of crap. Then they sedated me and untied me, only to apply several heavy chains to me. They dragged me out and made me follow them all across town, to what purpose I do not know. At a crossing sign I remember that I managed to break loose somehow, and pummeled them to death. Then I brought out my rocket launcher, shoulder-hoisted it and started firing wildly into random cars driving by. It was epic. Then the cops came and used somekind of flash grenade on me, and then I woke up.

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Another one was with a flesh-eating virus and I was at some diner. Me and a bunch of staff members and guests had to run into a tightly sealed staff room with no windows in the back, because the windows in the diner were destroyed and we were afraid someone would try to use the doors. Anyway, so we locked ourselves in this room, only to find out that a bunch of the people had food poisoning and started to vomit all over the place. Please note that I am deathly terrified of anything relating vomit so I was paralyzed with fear and tried to make a break for it from the room, but they tied me down and held me there... Ughhh. Then I remember entering a dream IN this dream, where I was sailing on somekind of raft on an ocean and sky painted in all sorts of psychadelic colors and patterns... And then I entered some current leading me downwards so I was spinning upside down in this psychadelic hell.. Man was I tired after those 2 dreams.

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There was this one weird zombie dream I had in particular that started out at a pool party at night, we were all having a blast, dancing around, chilling in the pool etc. Suddenly this truck comes rushing up towards the pool, full speed, out of nowhere and it crashes into the pool with a giant splash and everything goes black. When I come to, everything's quiet and everyone looks dead. Only when I approach the pool, I notice zombies are rising from it. Anyway long story short, I rush out of there, make it into a city by dawn, and from there on out there's several days of trying to survive, gathering rations and ammo, building barricades etc. The whole dream had a very "The walking dead"-esque feeling to it. The city became more and more infected and crowded and I broke into an apartment I thought was empty... Only as I'm looking out a window (shades drawn ofcourse), I hear shuffling and a soft moan behind me coming from the closet. I get bitten and that's where I woke up. There were other survivors too but I don't remember them much.

Such interesting dreams! I have a lot of zombie related dreams... I always feel relieved to hear I'm not the only one lol. At the same time, I suffer from sleep paralysis quite a bit, so it's always a little horrifying to not be able to move in my dream or in real life.

My interest in Red Dead Redemption, Hell on Wheels, and reading the Little House on the Prairie series to my kiddo every night have recently led me to have a lot of dreams taking place during that time period. The only detail at stands out is that everything was dirty and dusty and the neat-freak in me hated it.

I used to have a lot of dreams, or nightmares, running from some sort of robber or intruder. These always took place in my grandparents home (where I grew up as a little kid) and without fail, I'd constantly take cover in this somewhat hidden space in my closet that led to the attic. I rarely have these anymore, it was more of when I was young. But literally had to have had that single dream over fifty times, it was pretty eerie. If and when I would be found, I'd always jump from my window but my legs would give out, thus forcing me to stumble as they chased. Something must have freaked me out as a kid, because that dream sucked. Haha.

I used to often have dreams where I couldn't open my eyes and couldn't walk or stand because my legs were too weak. This was sometimes at critical moments like running from something but often there was no threat at all and I just was lying there. Those dreams sucked.

I had this one dream where my hair was naturally pink via some rare genetic thing and people wouldn't believe me. I got turned down for jobs based on my hair color and I sued them for discrimination, which I won. It was very strange.

A weird dream to me is when I actually have a dream. 90% of the time (not completely concrete on the percentage here), I just sleep in darkness and wake up.