I do not recall my dreams too often, but last night I had a Halloween panic dream, and I need to share.
In the dream, my in-law asked me to watch her house for her, and I agreed, but walked into my house talking on the phone to my mother, and forgot to lock the door. Then, in typical dream fashion, I somehow just knew that 6 hours flew by while I sat in a chair staring at the wall, trying to fall asleep, when suddenly I recalled that I might not have locked the door. Getting up, I walked over and realized that it was unlocked, and panic started to set in. I paced in the "bedroom" (which was a small room with a chair and a wall of books) wondering if I should just go to bed, or let anxiety win and go explore the house. Finally deciding that my dreamgut instinct was telling me to check it out, I pulled a gnarly fillet knife and meat cleaver from the books (?) and as I turned my head to go look, my glasses flew off my face from the turning motion and disappeared into thin air. So in the dream, everything was blurry as I wandered through hallways, checking inside of closets and behind curtains, brandishing my Iron Chef Knight weapons. I got to the back of the house, and everything became way too blurry, I couldn't see anything, and my dreamblood was pumping so fast I was losing my balance, and my hand fell on a ladder. Looking up, I saw that there was a hatch in the ceiling, so I crawled up it. I could now see that the building was built like a big square with the circle missing on top (kind of like a courtyard), and there was an amazing greenhouse nestled within the walls. I looked up and there were two people there, and I realized in the dream that I never questioned if my in-law had roommates. Strangely enough, the woman nearest me was actress Maria Thayer (I had to look her up to post this because I had no fucking idea what her name was. She was the red headed girl in 2006's medicore comedy Accepted with Justin Long. She was not great, I was not particularly attracted to her, and I have not seen her since, but she was there) and she gave me some general dream speech about how important plants are. Down in a lower part of the green house (it was layered like rice fields) there was Post Malone (who I do not like) standing on a ladder in an old chimney sweep outfit (think Mary Poppins, I assume that's what my brain did). In the dream, I was like "oh... this is nice" and then suddenly blood started to spray from Post, and I saw little spectral bluegreen arms holding knives repeatedly stabbing him. Shrieking (and abandoning Maria. Sorry Maria) I started to run back through the house to the front door, but there was a guy playing video games in front of the TV in the living room with freakish eyes, like he had never slept. I shouted at him to run, there was danger, but he wouldn't turn around. A disembodied head of Chucky picked him up, and all those arms wrapped around, entered the center of his chest, and pulled him apart right in front of me, so I took off running. I got outside, thinking I was safe, and I realized that the world had been changed. Every building was covered in construction supplies (so, plywood boards, scaffolding, yellow tape, random tools and machines) and my clothes were getting wet even though it wasn't raining. I realized that I also shrunk down to the size of a child, and kept running, knowing I had to find my parents at the community center (None of the town's I've ever lived in have had community center, I have no idea wtf that was about) and then this little pig person started running next to me asking for help. In the dream, I recognized this as a Shounen-type side kick character and told him to follow me, and then I woke up.
