Share your last dream

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The title says it all. What did you dream about last night? Describe it the best that you can.

[Halei-Helai]

Oh gosh, my dreams are always extraordinarily strange. I think last night's dreams involved a strange but beautiful glade that housed all sorts of surreal plants and vibrantly colored animals, a buried cache of dragon eggs, an abandoned and run-down house that was once very grand that I was trying to restore, a recurring dream from earlier in the night where I was shopping but the layout of the store changed which was confusing me, and the original starship Enterprise having to consult YouTube for scientific matters. Oh, and there was a camping trip in redwoods and a walk on a bleak beach somewhere in there too, because why not.

I actually have exceptional dream recall, but it is hard to write thousands of words on a phone so I won't get into too much detail here, ha ha.

[anoni]

I don't often dream but I did last night, was really weird. I dreamed I was playing fallout 4 and I was making this campaign or something, was sort of strange. Makes me want to play fallout 4 though!

[SuperSimoholic]

Last night I had a weird dream.


I can't remember how it started but my 2 best friends and I were at this 'airport terminal' but the gate was at the start of a tunnel, but outside the gate, the 'rest' of the 'airport' was a school playground for some reason. So, my friends and I were about to go through the terminal and suddenly there was a bear! It attacked one of my friends, and people were running around, and I knew my friend was still alive and I had to hide her in case the bear got her again. (it was just running around the playground mauling anyone it could at this point)
I saw some dumpsters and thought "Ah, perfect! The bear can't get her in there!" and I started dragging her to the dumpster, and as I was doing that, the bear got my other friend. Unfortunately, other people had the same idea for their loved ones, there were only a few dumpsters (that were empty for some reason) and people were taking out other people to save their loved ones, and I went to go get my other friend (who was also still alive) and dragged her back to the dumpsters but someone had moved my first friend and I couldn't find her.

Then I left the playground to find her (totally forgetting about my second friend ) and there was a caravan, and I jumped on top of it and started riding it down this really long steep road, but when it went super fast, suddenly it was like I was in an old arcade style fighing game, and I had to press buttons at the right time to punch people away and keep going fast, but then they were too fast for me and kept punching me (me, who was now a buff pixelated man in a karate uniform?) and calling me names and laughing at me.

Then I woke up.

[thefurryf0x]

I had this dream that everyone related to me  had died, in fact, I was the last member of my entire bloodline.

I woke up before it finished the dream, but the whole thing was that everyone wanted me dead for some reason or another, and were pretty much going to kill me any way possible. I never figured out why I was being targeted or why my family was, but still. It ended with me running from this really tall man in a building that kind of looks like the layout of my school.

Eh. 

[Cheza]

For some reason I was forced to move back to my adoptive family despite me being considered an adult now.
It was fine at first, but then my "mom" decided history should repeat itself and I was sent back to the orphanage.
I don't remember the dream too clearly, but those were the main things.

[yo]

The last dream I remember having (two nights ago) is that I became my fursona. I kinda just was in a hilly landscape, and the next second I was in my house. I feel like It's cuz I just had realized that day I was a furry. Before that I just liked anthropomorphic animals, but never thought of myself as a furry. Kinda weird for a dream.

[HollowOfHaze]

I heard the screams of the dying soldiers around me as I looked around, ears still ringing from the mortar shot. I felt the cool polymer grip of the plasma pistol in my hand as I holstered it, the armor's magnetic strip holding fast to the iridescent casing on the sidearm. Checking my carbine to see less than half the magazine remaining, I looked up as I rose to a kneeling position. Amidst the smoking remnants of the battlefield was a lone Sangheili in white armor, unarmed but looking at me as it roared. I rose to a standing position, firing the few remaining shots from my carbine before switching to my pistol in a smooth, almost mechanical motion. The monstrosity rushed towards me at a breakneck pace, never slowing as it readied to deliver the final blow. I sent a dozens shots forward, each one a bolt of green trailed by a bright mist of plasma. It was less than meter from me in moments.

I woke up.