Most disturbing/awesome Dreams/Nightmares you've had?

(They don't have to be MLP related!)

I think I just woke up from one;

I had an awesome/terrifying dream where I was in a theatre that looked like the setting of an airport, and I told her that somebody recommended this film in this exact theatre, and she asked me if I ‘Had an appointment’ And I just said yes. The cashier/ticket lady gave me a ticket, but also a letter. And while opening that letter she asked me to choose between either activities in a candid fashion. "Which one will it be?" So I read through the letter and it read that if I was interested in the activity in the letter I should follow the instructions. To which I just shrugged and decided to choose the letter(Even though by this time I still had no idea what to expect). I walked out of the main double doors and over to a secluded area that looked like the back gate into a garden. It was initially locked but a very enthusiastic man that looked like a young Morgan Freeman opened the door. He was in janitor type clothing and held a mop, so I assumed he worked there. He let me in and led me to a wooden door, and when I opened it there was an ever increasing square staircase that inclined upwards for what seemed like miles. The caretaker man told me there were 25 doors, all which were named after a piece of music, and that I should start at the bottom. I walked in alone, and decided to see just how high up it was, and I reached the top floor. There was only one numbered door, the last one, which was just numbered ‘25’ which I assumed was the last and the door beside it was named “Trekka” So I go to sneak a peek into the ‘Trekka’ door, but I get this overwhelming sense of caution when I turn the handle. I decide to go ALL the way down and start at the very bottom, to which I alerted the Janitor/Caretaker that was now laying a brick wall for some reason. He smiled at me. I entered the first door on the bottom floor, which was named “Blue” (Another Maynard J Keenan song I believe). So I enter, and I come face to face with a beautiful garden, with stone pavements and a green hedge that circled a glorious cottage that was the size of a mansion. I’m awestruck for a moment, and I walk backwards, somehow trying to get a wider area to gaze at, and I SUDDENLY BUMP INTO SOMETHING and I just began to scream and scream, but hands grabbed at my arms and turned me around, to which I hyperventilated in panic. I was grabbed by a person dressed in Vicar robes, and when I looked at his face it was ANTHONY HOPKINS OMG.

And he just looks at me and smirks and although he’s dressed like he was in his film “The Rite” He said; “Why are you panicking?” and he had that ADORABLE BUT SINISTER LISP THAT HANNIBAL LECTER HAS AND I’M JUST LIKE; “Omg I’m SO sorry I just hyperventilated in your face!” And I’m just starstruck and confused! He then turns me back around and leaves his arm around my back with his hand on my shoulder and his leadi9ng me closer to the massive cottage, which was attatched to a type of workshop. “Are you the owner of the Cottage?” I asked him curiously, and then I cautiously followed it with; “If you don’t mind me asking…?” And he just licked his lips at me with a sordid “Yessssss.” And I just stutter like; “I-i-it’s Really b’beautiful!” AND BY THIS TIME WE REACH THE DOOR AND I TRY TO BACK OFF BUT HIS HAND IS JUST LIKE ‘NOPE’ AND PUSHES ME FORWARD.

By this time I’m freaking and once he gets me inside (you guessed it) he locks the door and traps me inside like an animal. The interior decoration was really dark, with oak browns with black floral patterns and a velvet sofa that was the darkest blue I had ever encountered on a sofa. Incense was burning, yet I noticed a very intense smell coming from the pantry, something like rotten fruit. Vicar Lecter then bends over to the coffee table and pours me a cup of tea. THERE WAS A TEA SET ALREADY WAITING FOR A GUEST HOLY FRICK and I take the cup and politely thank him, not wanting him to devour my brain with potatoes and asparagus with melted butter. He says absolutely nothing and then sits beside me on the sofa; REALLY CLOSELY TO ME ON THE SOFA and I’m just trembling with fear and anticipation whilst he hums to himself and like a far gone crazy person in an asylum. He then turns his head towards me and spoke in the darkest, most creepy voice possible with a sadistic grin on his face. “Close my eyes just to look at you, Taken by the seamless vision, I close my eyes, Ignore the smoke, Call an optimist, she's turning blue, Such a lovely colour for you, Call an optimist, she's turning blue, While I just sit and stare at you- -“

HE’S JUST LITERALLY SPEAKING THE LYRICS FROM A PERFECT CIRCLE ‘BLUE’ WHICH IS A SINISTER SONG ABOUT DEAD PEOPLE AND LOVE HELP ME.

It got worse, he the leaned closer to me, myself having to lean away to the point where my back was on the sofa, and I don’t know whether to be afraid or happy at this point (Because this man is an Adonis holy dayum) and His lips are just inches from mine and I feel like crying, cause then he said, in a cold, lifeless, hissing tone;

“Mistook the nods for an approval…
Just ignore the smoke and smile…
Call an optimist, she's turning blue…
Such a lovely colour for you- -”
HIS MOUTH OPENS LIKE HE’S ABOUT TO CHOMP MY FACE- -

AND THEN MY BOYFRIEND WAKES ME UP BECAUSE APPARANTELY I WAS CRYING IN MY SLEEP.

Oh. My God.

OH MY GOD.

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tl;dr This post will give you Poobrain because I literally have just woken up and I'm typing furiously and help.

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Beat that guys! I want to know if anyone else has had these kind of nightmares/dreams!

 

I've only ever had bizarre, random dreams before, so when I have a nightmare/dream that has a basic story structure I remember it quite vividly.

I actually try and do that! I actually tried with the dream I had last night. It was like some kind of overwhelming urge of curiosity. But it didn't work obviously. I end up waking up during the night and then falling back to sleep almost instantly and the dream carries on, but it unfortunately didn't happen last night. Occasionally, when I have night terrors, I try and force my eyes open whilst I'm dreaming. I find it amazing that people can consciously try and wake themselves when they're asleep. I can't lucid dream or anything, but at least I can force my eyes open.