Sorry, since my phone refuses to add anything to any posts over 5048 characters long I'm afraid I'm going to have to resort to the Double Post of Doom! To tell you that I'm sorry this is taking so long. I realised time had gone by faster than I thought it would during that last post and I had to go and get ready in order to meet my bfs kids in town to go out and have a meal with them. So I'm writing this on the phone whilst on the bus.
I can't really write down the main lot on this thing as I'm sure you can appreciate, but I can tell you some of the more minor ones/ones I can't remember as much.
(EDIT: Hurray, I can edit again. I'll just do the nightmares but I can put the dreams up too if you think that might help. ^_^). Here's the little ones:
There were two nights where I don't remember what the dream was but I do remember waking up in the middle of the night, feeling compelled to walk into the bedroom. I didn't because I also felt convinced that if I did give in to that compulsion then aliens would abduct me through the large window.
I had one where I and some dream girl had found this gigantic, homemade wooden adventure grounds in some obscure part of the country. So we started playing around in it, and found that straight was curved and vice versa. So we'd walk along this little wooden bridge and it would appear that we were moving straight, but we'd end up back at the start at the end. We then went and climbed up what looked like a big wall of wooden planks attached to each other in a pretty rickety way that made it easy to climb up, but when we got up there we realised we were actually on top of a massive wooden bridge that stretched all the way into the horizon as far as we could see, both ways. We started walking down this bridge since we figured this should curve too. It didn't of course, but by the time we figured that out we'd both walked so far the entire landscape had changed, and when we went to walk back the bridge collapsed behind us. I also vaguely remember something about having to climb a part of the bridge with my bare hands because the floor started collapsing, and at one point stopping to admire the scenery because it was so vast, I could see so much in each direction. Even so we couldn't climb down the sides anymore.
There was one where everything was pitch black. Almost literally, since I remember not being to see anything. But I knew I was running down a corridor that was very, well, square and there was something that was chasing me. I don't know what it was, because I couldn't see it, but I knew it was chasing me somehow and if I stopped moving whatever it was would catch me. I remember stopping at the end of the corridor, I couldn't go any further because there was a bottomless pit ahead of me but there was a turn right next to it. So I tried to turn, and I could only do it slowly. Too slowly.
And here's the bigger ones:
I was in a house, apparently I lived there (which makes no sense since I live in an apartment but eh) and there were three people there plus me-except everyone was in silhouette, shadows, I couldn't make out any features. We seemed to be having a party of some sort that involved quite a lot of gaming, movies and food and I had the back door open. At some point I found a letter which I put down on top of a bunch of letters to send to the post office the next day, as it was late, and it wasn't addressed to me so I figured it was probably delivered by accident. I can't remember what the address was, all I remember very clearly on the envelope were the letters 'DIW'. Then one of the people there brought this newspaper over because they really really wanted me to see something on the front page. So I looked, until I insisted that they stop insisting I look because I was missing out on what was going on around me. That person left and I fired up the computer so I could play a game with one of them, then went into the kitchen where the open back door was, only to come across this very large man who was holding a screwdriver in a weapon like manner. And he pushed into the wall behind some curtains then put a finger to his lips to say 'Shhh'. I was quiet but I whispered "why are you threatening me with a screwdriver?" and he went "Oh, this? Sorry, this is for protection. I didn't mean to threaten you. The real danger is the person who walked in here while you were distracted" so I made a weiord look and the guy sat down in a chair and sighed, then asked me if I'd seen a letter with DIW on it. I had of course, so I said yes, and the guy told me that the letter was extremely important, in fact so important this dangerous person who'd entered the house would do horrible things just to get it. I offered to go get the letter, the guy with the screwdriver said I could but I shouldn't trey especially if the guy had already seen it, as then he'd know I knew and would do those horrible things to all of us and screwdriver guy wouldn't be able to stop everyone getting hurt if that happened. I went back in and counted heads-there was one extra, but because everyone was a silhouette they all looked the same so I couldn't figure out who it was... So I went to check on the letter, found it still where it had previously been... and then had danger guy come up behind me, and I got the impression he already knew about the other guy somehow. Then I woke up.
There was one that actually involved Doctor Who, not sure if this exactly counts but it definitely doesn't count as a dream, it was much closer to a nightmare, I trod on a crack in the pavement (sidewalk) and ended up stuck somehow in a large elevator that was also stuck. Then the TARDIS appeared in the centre of it and apparently I'd managed to not only step through a crack in time, it was also a crack in dimensions, and by doing such a thing I'd stopped both-that 's why the Doctor turned up. He fixed it, somehow, and I had to leave the elevator or it wouldn't work properly, but I had to make sure, somehow, that the swirly grey vortex that opened up when the doors opened was the right place and time otherwise I'd be stuck in an alternate dimension forever. On the way I remember thinking that I probably wouldn't mind so much if I did end up in a different dimension but I never did find out if it was the right one, because I woke up again-and was very confused and wondered if this really is the right place.
This one, is going up in creativity because it was so long and complicated and twisty it deserved it's own storyline, so I'll put it in a spoiler tag for people:
<div class='spoiler_toggle'>Spoiler: click to toggle</div><div class="spoiler" style="display:none;">This one happened on a lone planet with little vegetation and water, no seas, only very teeny tiny living animals, no mountains but lots of red-orange sand and rocks. There were prefabbed colony building that were a sort of yellow colour, uniform, had several floors and sloped down each side so there was a bit of a roof over each floor, and they had all been lowered down from orbit. I was up on the rooftop and saw an Alien on the floor of the other prefab building that was acting weird. It didn't attack or bring out it's friends it just went back inside the other building. So a few of us including me went over to the other building and found them acting even stranger, especially when they found us. They weren't aggressive at all, they just sort of... stared. We went back to the original prefab and they followed us in there. Almost of all them followed us in there. Then the screaming and running and terror, they caught everyone and herded them back to their building. Well, they herded females back to their building, males I never saw again. They rounded up all the girls of every age and took us all to classes, where they started teaching us their culture, language-how they talked, behaviour, perspective, that sort of thing, then when they thought someone had learned enough they'd take them away somewhere. They did the same thing over and over until you learned it off by heart. I asked one of the girls who was from the neighbouring prefab where they were taking them-she said she didn't know, but you never saw the graduates again either. At one point our 'teacher' got distracted by another Alien and I decided that jumping out of the window was my best bet for getting out of there. So I did and then came face to face with a single one, which opened it's mouth and looked like it was going to do the tongue thing to me. But it didn't, instead it looked in the window at some others, grabbed my arm and dragged me off somewhere. I asked it why it was helping me, but it never spoke but somehow it communicated to me that it didn't like what the others were doing. It took me off to a place that was beautiful, it was a calm pool with an arc of rocks and plants on one side, with the full moon and stars reflecting in the water and small life dancing around the place. We stayed there for a bit and I remember it had it's back to me looking off into the distance. We left the pool and went to a lower room in the prefab where I saw the other girls strapped to the walls and having their wombs ripped out from them whilst they were still alive to make a suitable environment for embryos (their eggs had no facehuggers since they had no queen, they were laid by the females with very slight crests in this group, and the embryos would die if they weren't put in a womb almost immediately). I asked what was happening and I was told they'd been 'sterilised' and that memory is passed to them from the mother-that's why they were making people memories their stuff, so that it would also pass from the womb to the embryo. I looked away for a minute and then back and the companion who brought me here has gone. I'm suddenly in the midst of a group of these creatures who don't take kindly to me being there of course and so they rip out my womb with their hand claws. I started laughing maniacally, holding my stomach-what was left of it, and slowly collapsing, as I died because it was only then that I figured out what was going on-that Alien had shown me and brought me down here on purpose so that the creature that came from my womb would know everything about what was going on here. </div>
There was one that started on another planet that had a fluidic neighbour, full of some sort of energy. People wanted to harness the energy and ended up making a long, black, rectangular hole in the centre of the planet-I was watching it open up from one side to another. Some people thought the machine that did that wouldn't work, others that something terrible would happen. Everyone was stood around 'the square' outside watching this thing open and then the square itself went fluidic, and around the edges of it a 'square circle' of water started rushing around like a river, then completely lifted off the floor and started floating in the air. Then someone yelled 'they're tearing a hole in reality!' but even so, they couldn't turn the machine off or were too transfixed to do anything about it. Then, as I was starting to think of going over there and trying to shut it off whilst everyone else was preoccupied a large, angry, orange dragon (pretty much a Charizard) burst out from the fluidic floor, roaring. It had it's back to me but it was quite obviously roaring at the large white horse that had risen up on the other side of the square with a horrible, nasty, evilly happy look in it's eyes and a slightly twisted grin on it's face as though it had somehow planned all of this.
Another one had a small plot of square grass surrounded by houses that were being terrorised by ghosts. I called them red paper cut ghosts because they were red and flat and everything living turned into one of them if they gave you a paper cut, and they came out of the fog that surrounded the entire place. They could be scared off by little dogs-jack Russells and West Highland Terriers, someone tried a cat and someone else a mosquito but they didn't work. We had to try to find the airport in this fog as it was the only way to leave and I remember looking up and seeing a colourful 'lego exoskeleton' of a plane leaving just as the little group got to the place. I remember thinking that that might be the way out but it doesn't look like it could carry anything but itself.
And yet another one, where I tried to go into a house that I thought was safe because there were 'sand hippos' in the ground that would tear you to pieces, lots of little dark coloured ones in soil, and larger ones in sand, but there were small rocks that you could stand on scattered about where they couldn't get you, but they could move the rock platforms. There was only the one house nearby so I went for that one, but I had to run across a sand courtyard to get to the dark brown stone door and steps. But a large purple headed hippo with an open mouth that was bigger than I was rose out of the sand before I got halfway there and came towards me, making me back up until I climbed on top of the stone fence that surrounded the courtyard to get away from it. At which point we just stared at each other, for a while, since I couldn't really move. Then a grey wolf so pale it looked almost white appeared out of nowehere and jumped on the hippos snout, forcing it's mouth closed and drawing the monsters attention when it leapt away from it, enough that I ran past the hippo up the stone steps and finally into the house. The door was intricately carved, and the inside was almost gothic in it's architecture. I found more people inside, huddled together hiding from the 'hippocalypse' at the top oif a balcony. I joined them for a short while, until I realised they were barely able to talk and didn't want to explore the perfectly safe if slightly eerie large dark house, because they didn't want to touch the floor. They'd gone completely insane. So I left them to it and went and explored, at one point even seeing the word 'eerie' written in glowing white on a corridor wall, in a sort of flowing script. On my explorations I met the white-grey wolf again near a door and remembered that it had helped me so I knelt down and started talking to it like you would a dog, to try to get it to come over so I could pet and thank it for earlier. It had been staring at a door but it turned it's head to look at me with really bright blue eyes before turning and bounding towards me. I stood up, and when it got to me it stood up on it's back paws with it's front paws on my shoulders, stared directly at me and started to talk. I was amazed and surprised at this, of course. It asked me not to talk to it like that but it was glad I'd gotten away safe. I asked it if it was called 'White Fang', it said it guessed I could call it that if I really wanted to but 'Grey Fang' would probably suit it better as it had never considered giving itself a name before. It also said I could help it out by opening the door, as it's paws weren't very good for that. So I opened the door, it said thanks and ran outside. I yelled 'G'bye White Fang' as a bit of a joke and it turned around, ran back in, came really close up to me and said 'you know what, just call me Fang' then turned around and ran off. I remember shouting something else that offended it and it came back in and had me down on the floor this time making perfectly sure I knew it wasn't happy, then it ran off again and I woke up.
There was one another one, where mud had accumulated in cities little six inch tall batwinged demon creatures with no tail, sharp teeth, rounded ears and double bent legs would pop out from another 'Grey' dimension and swarm around people, causing general chaos and destruction until the mess was cleaned and the swarm of 'vermin' caught or killed. But they wouldn't stop popping up out of the muck until the dirt itself was destroyed by fire. By a firebreather, as ordinary fire would only work temporarily. Whi9ch is what I was in this nightmare-I could destroy these interdimensional muck portals by breathing fire on them until they were destroyed. That's also what I was doing, walking around the concrete city collecting the horrible muck and setting fire to it, waiting until it was destroyed. I'd almost cleared out the whole lot of the muck until someone told me that the creatures were actually quite harmless once their disorientation from coming through had passed. So I gathered what was left of the muck in a bucket and waited for one of the creatures to pop out so we could ask it why it and the others were so desperate to come into our world in the first place. I set fire to the muck after it popped out so it couldn't leave, and was going to ask the other guy who's idea this was how we were supposed to communicate with it when I woke up.
Yet another one, I've had a lot:
In this one, there were twins and I wasn't really there, I was just watching. There was one twin running around quite happily on the outside watched by a female caretaker. He was happy and like a normal kid. His twin was in this square building that was looked after by a male caretaker. The door halfway down a corridor to the kids locked room was really thick, and it had a floating keyhole. It was basically a round hole in the centre of the door, that had a floating metallic circle in the middle with white light around it, and rectangular hole in the centre for a key. The twin on the outside found out that his twin on the inside was locked in, stole the key and let the twin out. Turned out the twin inside wasn't exactly right, they went to the market together which was surprisingly bare for a market, and the kid started stealing, well, everything. Absolutely everything he could get his hands on. he became invisible when he was noticed, so the other twin got all the blame and taken back to the two caretakers who were a couple, the kids were theirs. Yet even they mistook the innocent for the bad one and locked him up instead. All I could do was float, watch, and yell uselessly because I could make no noise.
This was the worst one, this is the one that came when I thought they'd gone away, this is 'the worst one':
In this one, I dreamt that me and my partner went to see a live wrestling show where we got to take part in the show via disappearing into a hole in the middle of the ring. I got hit with some liquid of some sort on the cheek by some suspicious looking guy, but thought nothing of it until we went back to our flashy hotel room in a flashy high rise hotel, when my face started developing these horrible overlarge pus filled boils that almost immediately shot out projectile pus as they kept growing-which then immediately set off more whenever they touched other parts of mine or my partners face. So I had to call 999 (that's Britains emergency line)and get a helicopter to come get us out of the window, and I warned them 'not to touch the stuff with their bare hands, and if they did not to put it anywhere near their faces'. So they turned up in biohazard suits to take us away. After we got 'cured' (well, we didn't have projectile boils anymore anyway) we went far away from the city to the middle of the countryside to stop anything from spreading, or so we were told, only to find that angry mobs of people who'd got the thing from us were there too and that we were all being held in 'protective captivity' to see if the disease did anything else. Eventually, the threats, break-ins, and 'official visits' that involved a guy in a wetsuit with a needle and a lot of force got too much and we managed to find someone who would repair and rebuild a crashed helicopter nearby to take us away from that place. It was ready and hovering outside the windows when some other angry resident smashed the door to pieces with an axe and a crowbar, then threatened us with it.
(Still editing, this may take a while. Will put up nightmares one by one in this one post)
), but I didn't seem to get nightmares very often since I got into horror movies. Maybe your mind stops creating nightmares when you view them as entertainment, a kind of "become your monster" type affair. 
. Or at least in a halfway sociable timeframe-one where I can actually take part in a useful college or university course, even. I envy people who get home from work before it gets dark.
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