I had a dream that my cousins and I were having a get-together at my aunt’s house, in the yard. My cousin, John, was the last to arrive and his car fell into a ditch as he was attempting to pull into my aunt’s driveway.

We all ran to his aid. He got out quickly and yelled “I’m okay!”

We all laughed. I said “Wow, this is just like old times! Everyone is here, even (my other cousin) Jane! … wait, Jane is here?”

I look at Jane, and time stops. The color fades from the background, but she is still there in full color, smiling at me. I wake up crying.

Jane (not her real name) died a couple years ago, and I have variations of this dream still.

Probably the one where I was in a relationship with the woman I loved more than anyone I ever have and we had an amazing life together going on adventures, making things, blowing things up, and generally just having fun with life and not taking it too seriously. Then I woke up…

There was this one fighting move in the PS2 game Enter The Matrix that featured a backwards leg sweep that would throw your opponent sideways off their feet, and then you’d spin forwards and punch them square in the chest, throwing them back quite a few feet. Anyway I must have been playing that game too much at some point because I had a dream where I was in a colloseum in ancient Rome, and I performed that exact move (though I can’t remember if I witnessed it 1st or 3rd person) twice in succession on Roman soldiers, and uhm, it was awesome.

This is a long one. I used to have very frequent, intense, vivid dreams when I was younger, and this one stands out even among those. I had this dream when I was in my mid-20s, and 30 years later I still remember it like it was yesterday.

I dreamed about these monsters called blood-bats that were ~3’ tall, squat, red-skinned, winged monsters with 3 big black claws on each hand. They would claw people and leave long, white lines on their flesh, draining them of blood and also the will to live. I dreamed I had gone to Marrakesh (for some reason) and the streets were filled with people who all had these marks on their arms or chest or whatever, and they were all just shuffling around like they were zombies, staring at the ground, etc. They were all kind of moving in one direction, so I pushed through the crowd in that direction and eventually discovered a palace that appeared to be their destination. Inside the palace was this long, wide great hall that was lined by these little booths that each had a priest of some religion or other in it. The people were all lining up to go into the booth of their choosing where they would kneel on a small carpet, the priest would bless them, and they would collapse and a pair of orderlies would put them in a body bag and carry them away.

I was determined to find out what was really going on here, why all these people appeared to be grimly shuffling off to their ultimate demise, so I skipped out of the line and found myself in an elevator. As the elevator started going down one of the creatures came in through the hatch in the ceiling and attacked me, but I managed to fight it off without getting clawed and it fled. Pretty soon the elevator stopped and the door opened and I found myself in this vast open warehouse-like structure filled with thousands of hospital beds, each one with one of these creatures on it. There was an old man pushing a cart around from bed to bed checking on them. I approached and asked him what the shit was going on and he explained that these creatures were from another dimension, that they traveled between dimensions hunting sapient life to drain as a food source. The way they hop dimensions is they make someone where they want to go dream about them - usually only a few at most - and then when that person wakes up the ones they dreamed of would exist in that reality.

As soon as the old man finished telling me this I realized that I was dreaming and was about to wake up, only I wasn’t dreaming about 3-4 of these guys, I was dreaming about the entire race. In those hazy few seconds between being fully engaged in the dream and fully awake I was frantically searching around both the dreamscape and my bedroom for anything sharp that I could use to kill myself before I woke up and brought all of them here. Fortunately reality reasserted itself in pretty short order, but that handful of seconds might’ve been the most scared I’ve ever been.

Even weirder, several years after I had this dream a friend of mine described, without having heard about mine, a dream he had once had that featured virtually identical creatures, but in his dream they were torturing people in dentist’s offices and shit. Kinda freaked me out.

I dreamt I visited Jurassic Park with my class from elementary school. Everyone got eaten except me.

I had a dream I was within the blast radius of a nuclear bomb. My skin vaporized and it felt very cold for a very split second then it felt like all of my body just split apart and went everywhere all at once. Too quick to hurt.

I became sand and my awareness was everywhere in a pile. I had no bodily awareness and nothing felt like anything. I just felt an odd sense of calm and coziness. Time went on maybe but sand just shifted and moved. Peaceful and weird.

I woke up feeling weirded out.

Dreams on psych meds are a trip. Started taking resperidone and had a colorful dream of a matrix like a blanket that I would push on and I felt the push somewhere else on my body.

There’s been other dreams like that too. I had a dream of my ex wife the other day. It felt so real, it shocked me it wasn’t real. Honestly made me depressed

Running through the most golden wheat field I could’ve ever imagined (I swear I’m not a british PM), on the side of a hill that went on to the horizon. Behind me, hauling ass, was the mystery machine with no driver. On top of the mystery machine was Cliff Burton, Bo Bonham, and Jimi Hendrix playing purple haze. I woke up as I stopped running and just started floating.

Either that, or the time I dreamt I accidentally killed a romantic partner in my sleep in a huge hotel that looked like something out of Brazil. As I woke up (in the dream), the bed was covered in blood and the police was banging on my door. I pushed an armoire into the door frame, broke a window, and jumped out. Then I woke up.

Nice try hackerman

This one is from nearly 30 years ago. In my dream I’m approached by 2 policemen who tell me my father has been killed and they need me to come with them for questioning. I’m 100% sure my father is alive and this is all a misunderstanding. I get in the back of their police car laughing that it’s all a waste of time but whatever, no worries. As the car is rolling along I’m looking out the windows as the landscape gradually changes. First it was all tall pine trees then became rocky, then nothing but rocks. While still moving it all fades away and the car disappears and I’m flying. The only other thing I remember is seeing a bird flying with me. It’s a bird I’ve never seen before even though I’m a bit of a backyard birder. There were teardrop shaped things trailing behind it’s wings as if attached by strings. Truly unusual looking. I wake up in the morning and I’m convinced I was tricked into leaving my body by these men claiming to be policemen. Fast forward to just a few weeks ago, someone posts video of a nightjar. A nocturnal bird that looks just like the one in my dream! https://youtu.be/8XqqlC_MoWk

I’ve got a few written down. Standby.

Edit, this is the first dream I have written down:

Had a dream that a mustached, mulleted Nic Cage ran a failing tech startup in the near future. It opens up to him trying to borrow money from a human-level intelligence cyborg chimp that was wanted for a huge number of crimes, mostly driving related. The chimp stiffs him so Cage chases after a fleet of cop cars (all driven by chimp cops) and rats out crime chimp using a megaphone while crime chimp races after trying to stop him.

After Cage gets cyborg crime chimp in trouble, he drives to the office, which is super overcrowded and really modern looking like a Google office or something. When he gets inside the secretary(?) checks his hands to see if he had collected rent money(?). Cage gets pissy, picks up a very fake-looking baby doll and pretends it’s a real baby while kicking me out of the old-school media room that has a CRTV hooked up to a VHS player and one of those fat-back, large screen TVs that was like an inch from the wall with the screen facing the wall; Cage headed to that TV. All this time Chris Hemsworth(?) and either Chris Rock or Kevin Hart are riffing on each other in the background. But now it focuses on them and Hemsworth is joking(?) about how often he’s banged RockHart’s, and everyone in the office’s, gfs. RockHart looks pissed and Hemsworth is grinning/laughing at him. Then jump cut to Hemsworth in a moshpit or something punching everyone. I assume that was a crowd of all the boyfriends whose gfs Hemsworth banged.

I think the movie was called Overdraft. Me, [redacted], and [redacted] just walked into the theater after watching a movie about water or sharks because [redacted] said he heard it was a good movie.