What would be the most freaky dream you ever had? Mine would have to be I was with my babysitter and we were watching the news and there was a story on the news about dolls that were the size of a grown man and they were jungle animals and they all were sun glasses and they were attacking people and blood was going everywhere and then all of sudden I was at my home and I looked out the window and hey were there outside!They crashed through the window and started eating my face and then I woke up.Or when I was in a store with a door that led into a sanctuary. ( [img]graemlins/saywhat.gif[/img] ) And my mom was standing beside me in the store and a snke was crawling down the wall for some reason and it came up and bit my mom.I tryed telling her but i could'nt talk it all came out in a whisper and when the snake bit here i went to tell that people in the sanctuary and when I screamed for help it all came out in a whisper and then i went back to my mom and she was basicly dieing right in front of me and then she said"Andrew,when you wake up from this dream,you go and see if I am still alive in my bed"
Then I woke up.That dream just freaked me out.So what dreams have you had that were your scaryest and freakyest?

dude that is pretty crazy!

i dont know if mine is a dream or a hallucination but one afternoon , incidentally i hadnt slept in about 3 days eaten in about 24 hours and consumed an excs of alcohol anyow i was iting in my room and i swear i saw a female midgt run into my rom clad in leathers who proceeded to kickthe crap out of my bookcase! then amuch larger woman in leathers about 7 ft lurched in and pulled the midget out by the hair but i never knew whether i drifted off asleep for seconds or actually hallucinated seeing this!

That's just creepy

years ago. I was a black bat-winged demon and I was ripping apart terrorists that took over the British Telecom tower in London

I've had weirder but that'll do for starters ;)

My freakiest dream was after DMing a high level campaign

A Munac Hopped in to my home in the night and whispered to me
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"He who walks and breaths does not walk for long, who who needs nothing to live lives longer than he who walks. Join with us, join with us, become one and power shall be thine...
I stood up and stared at the guy... I then tried delivering a few punches and kicks to him but my attacks went straight through him. He kept whisspering Until the stars of the sky are not and the darkness between them shall consist of OUR NUMBER those who walk shall never gain afoot above us... I shouted "JUST LEAVE ME ALONE YOU FREAK! I HAVE A LIFE TO LIVE!" alas alas, a life to live you might have but how long do you expect it to truley last? I sort of lunged at the thing and woke up laying on the floor right where i'd lunged in my dream. Perhaps I was sleep walking? Or was the aperation real? O_o im still confused on that one...

<font color=Orange>No, Someguy...Thats just wrong! Anyways my scariest or freekiest dream is when I dreamt Eewoks were invading my house and attacking all our appliances. But then after I woke up, I went downstairs and saw my mom cleaning the washing machine and the dryer. When I asked her whum she said that they were so dirty and scuffed up for some reason. O_o o_O</font>

Freakest dream huh? I'd have to say when I dreamed my parents were androids and paper bears were trying to eat me!

<font color="snow">When I was 3...I dreamt that I was in the middle of the city and needed to go to the toilet, except they were like these long tunnels and really dark, and then someone came with a torch and he was a bad person and I had to run for my mum. That was one dam weird dream. But who knows what you dream when you are 3.

When I was 8, I had just started reading LoTR and I kept dreaming every night for a whole week that Nazgul were at the end of my bed! :eek:

When I was 11, I dreamt that my alarm clock had just gone off (6am) and I had turned it off, so I woke up and quietly got dressed to avoid waking my brother. Then I discovered that it was only 1am, while I was so sure that my alarm had gone!

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a more recent (and not too bad) one:

I was Jack the Giant Killer mixed with LS ;) . I was pursued by this HUUUUGE giant with a horn in forehead. I ran into a grain silo

The giant reached in. I filled a bathtub with food (don't ask where bathtub came from). Then i magically turned most of the food into Nitro Glycerine and pushed it to him. he took it hungrily

He ran off trying to scream when half his face was blown off :D

This one was in about 1982. I dreampt that I was walking through a field and suddenly I could send that there was a cliff. I couldnt see it yet but I could feel it. I kept walking. I remember the sky being dark but the grass was a golden wheat colour. Dont ask me how there was a cliff somewhere nearby--- I just knew it.

After walking for a long time I could see the field just dropping away into nothing. The wind became very strong, worse than hurricane strong. Supernatural strong. I knew the cliff was there in front of me so I turned to go back the way I had come. Pitch black. I felt that in the blackness there was nothing but a cliff type drop to DEATH. Ok, so no going back. Im now being pushed forward not only by the blackness but by the freaky wind that felt like it was doing 500 mph.

I know that if I go anywhere close to the edge Ill be blown over. So no Im down on my hands and knees crawling toward the cliffs edge.. I still feel as though Ill be blown over. On my belly lowcrawling. This all goes on for a few hundred yards. Not knowing whats in front of me and knowing I cant go back is scaring the crap out of me.

On to the cliff. Ever so slowly crawling face down in the grass. I feel there is nothing beneath my right fingertips. Im at the edge. Wind is raging around me. Howling is too weak a word for the noise its making. SLowly I lift my head to peak over the edge.

WHOOOOOOSHHHHH Im sucked over the edge. Falling helplessly. Knowing that Ill make a very large circle when I hit the bottom. For some reason I think theres a river at the bottom but I know that Im going to fall to far and too fast for water to cushion my landing. Falling faster. faster, faster, faster, faster. It feels as though my skin is beginning to burn from the speed I've picked up during my fall. This is more than just the speed of gravity pulling me.

I feel as though Ive fallen four hours, and probably have. The Side of the cliff that used to be like a regular old cliff has gradually turned to flame. Its no longer a cliff--its a pit. Falling into a pit of flame. I know where Im going to land.. and its not going to be in a river

I begin to hear laughter. VERY evil laughter. Louder. Louder. This goes on for about a half hour. Still falling and the flames are getting redder and the evil laugher getting louder. The laughter sounds like the noise of an elephant, the roar of a lion, The baaa of a sheep and the cry of a newborn baby all at the same time. I begin to see a dot at the bottom. Getting bigger. The laughing has stopped and a voice in the sound of the elephant lion sheep baby as decribed above begins to talk to me.

"You are MINE. Your soul is MINE!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!" Over and over and over....

I see the head and shoulers of Satan now and his arms are stretched above his head as if to catch me.

I begin screaming "NO IM NOT MOTHERF*CKER!!!! YOULL NEVER HAVE ME!!!" Over and over and over.

About 6 feet before I would fall into hands--- I wake up. On my knees in a fetal position. My hands were clasped in front of my face in the classic Jesus Praying pose. Normally I dont wear a shirt when I sleep, it drives me nuts. My heart is pounding so rapidly that the shirt is ruffling from the force of it. My shirt has somewhat fallen away from my chest since Im on my knees. That should tell you how fast my heart was beating. I woke praying to God not to let Satan take my soul. My life hasnt been the same since this dream.

Two days after the dream, I got into a car with three friends bucause we had planned to go to Grapevine Lake and do a bit of partying. Dwayne and I waited in the car for our friends. Bobby and Wayne were the last two to get in and we all opened a round of beers.

Wayne says "Hey man, check out this weird dream I had a couple nights ago." And he proceeds to tell me about MY dream. I sat in shocked silence and so did Bobby and Dwayne.

After Wayne finished, Bobby said "I had that exact same dream about 4 days ago." I said I had it two nights ago. Wayne confirmed that was the same night hed had it, Wednesday. Then he stated that he had also had it three nights before that.

Wayne said that in both of his dreams SATAN CAUGHT HIM. I became much more religious than I ever had been as did Wayne.

Does that qualify as weird???

A few days ago I had a dream that caused me to wake up with sweat covering my body (which is rare). I can't recall all the details that led up to the finale in this dream but... basically the city of Chicago was reduced to ashes after it was nuked. All that I can really remember is driving away (heading home) and looking back as I was about 15-20 miles out of the downtown and seeing a giant mushroom cloud billow over the city as the Sears Tower and all the other buildings disapeared after they crashed to the gound. It was one the most vivid dreams I've ever had, atleast the ending of the dream was. I hope to God that nothing like this ever happens anywhere in world!!

Here was a maddening dream I had some time ago:

I am in combat when it starts, running about. There are middle eastern soldiers everywhere. I'm ducking and dodging when I run into a VERY large, ugly, and evil looking woman armed with an Uzi! She is slow so I get the bead on her and "click", the M-16 doesn't fire. I chamber another round and "click", it STILL doesn't work. By this time she's heard me and turns around. I kick the weapon from her hand and punch her in the jaw. The blow barely moves her head and she gives me an evil smile while fondling her brass knuckles. After a cursory muttered obscenity, I grab the non-functional rifle by the barrel and swing it full armed into her head. That puts her down but the rifle is broken in half by the blow! I jump into a passing jeep with friendly soldiers (brother and friend) and quickly ask for a weapon. They pass me a bolt action hunting rifle. As we drive along an enemy jeep pulls up next to us. The middle eastern driver has a grenade dangling from his teeth. I quickly draw a bead and "click", the damnable thing won't work either! I re-chamber and "click", it still doesn't fire! The grenade gets tossed into the jeep and we bail. The jeep explodes behind me as I run into a ranch house. As I crouch unarmed hiding from enemy soldiers, I notice a dead cowboy on the ground clutching a revolver. I take the weapon and proceed after loading it. I come around a corner and there's another uzi armed male solier. I draw on him and "click", *sigh* you think I'd have learned by now about these dream guns. I try again and "click", still no effect. The soldier hears my attempts and turns around. This time, I'm not so lucky to escape. He peppers me with a burst and I fall to the ground numb and unable to move. There ends my short and uneventful career as a dream soldier!

<font color="snow">Earthdog, yours is the weirdest of all! Especially that bit about your friends. :eek: </font>

the weirdest dreams i've ever had are very strange indeed. one was where i was in my dining room. the phone starts ringing (we keep the phone in the dining room) and the voice at the other ends just says "help me" then i woke up. it was about four in the morning i think and i didn't get back to sleep becuase of that. my other weird dream was one where i was on a journey with some friends i can't remmember much exactly about that its just in the dream, i decided to take conrole somehow and changed the location. kinda like a lucid dream. also one where i got big buy an animal and when i woke up i could still feel where the animal bit me. pretty strange. i can't remmember my strangest dream i just remmember it terrofieying me.

it's 1 AM and my mind is very suceptable to suggestion, well anyway, I am looking into the shadows right now and a set of glowing red eyes are looking back uhh this is kind of creepy i cant seem to make them go away HOLY $#%@ they just blinked uh this is scarring me now, guys, am I typing? Or is this a DreamOH I GET IT its a dream, OH ok then so im not really typing this then? hahah cool well while im "typing in my dream and its' all Lucid uh I COMMAND THE EYS TO GO AWAY...

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Weird dream #2

1984, I drempt that my oldest brother was severely injured in a motorcycle accident. In my dream he hit the rear end of a van leaving my fathers house. I called him and told him about my dream because he was 1,000 miles away at my dads place.I told him "Watch your ass bro, cuz I had a really bad dream about you and that bike." yeah sure ok no problem.

Two weeks after the dream he was severely injured in a bike wreck. He didnt hit a van - he hit a luxury car about 3 blocks from where I dreamed he had the wreck.

The result was the same though. He broke his back. Luckily for him the best neurosurgeon in the world happened to be in the town at the time and thats what we all attribute to his ever walking again. All the other doctors had told him hed be in a wheelchair for life. The Swiss doctor did the operation of a lifetime and gave my brother back one good working leg. Enough to walk on.

[ 06-19-2002, 02:30 AM: Message edited by: Earthdog ]

Ive had a dream just like that. NO BS. Not kidding in the slightest. MOVE.

Ive had this exact same dream, recurring since about 1987. I might only have it once in a couple years but the thing that bothers me is it keeps coming back.

I had a dream and somehow knew that WW3 wouldnt start until I had a child. My wife gave birth in Febuary and in Septmeber........ well, that was the start of WW3. Its going to turn into one very long campaign not just be a short mission into Afghanistan. WW3 is going to take decades and millions of people are going to die. No life will go untouched.

This is creepin me out.

I will start out by saying this: Ive had dreams that come true since about 1976. They started in the 6th grade. Im not saying Im psycic or anything but Ive had thousands of dreams that have come true. Most were harmless and not worth mentioning.

1989 my oldest brother woke my up from a dream and started blabbering about how he was goingto the auto parts store. I said "Whoa bro. Stop right there. Do you know hat you just woke me up from???" Nope. "you woke me up from a dream where Steve (our middle brother) went over and started sh*t with the guy across the street and I ended up getting shot over it. Whatever you do DONT LET STEVE GO OVER AND START ANY SH*T WITH HIM. ILL be the one that pays the price for it.

Seven days later, almost to the hour...

I was laying on a girney at Parkland Memorial Hospital with a bullet in my chest. My oldest brother walked in and looked at me and asked me if I was ok. It hurt like hell but I didnt think I was going to die. "yeah I think Ill be ok bro. NOW DID I OR DID I NOT TELL YOU EXACTLY SEVEN DAYS AGO THAT THIS WAS GONNA HAPPEN????"

He thought for about 5 seconds and said "You sure as F*ck did bro. I will NEVER doubt anything you say about your dreams again."

I think that the only reason I didnt kill the guy who shot me is because that night while I was in ICU I had an out of body experience. I floated to the corner and saw myself laying on the bed. Then I floated through the wall and went to my house. Whereupon I went across the street and found the guy who shot me. I said "Shoot me Mother>>>>er" and proceeded to literally beat his brains out. With my right hand I pounded his left temple until said temple touched the back of his skull. Very nice satisfying reddish gray brain matter was splattering all over the incredibly green grass of his yard.

In my mind I had beaten him to death so I didnt have to get my actual revenge.
A nurse woke me up at the end of my bloodlust and I told her what she woke me from. She FREAKED and fled the room.

I have never dreamed in black and white as many people say they do. When I was about 4 years old I told my oldest brother I dreamed in color and he told me I was nuts. Perhaps my dreaming in color is what enables me to dream the future. I dont know.

Thankfully the dreams that do come true, nowadays, are fewer and further between though they tend to be more serious when they do happen.

Most of the time i can't remember the dreams i had, but in the ones i DO remember i can almost always fly. I really must stop eating those friggin mushrooms ! :D :D :D

I had a dream once that I could fly. I dreamed that I wanted to fly to Cleveland from Dallas to see my oldest brother. (SICK I know.) So I took off, literally [img]smile.gif[/img] I was crusing at about 40,000 feet passing 747s no problem. Doing the speed of sound made it a prety quick trip.

I got to Cleveland and went to his house and asked where he was. My sister in law told me he went to Dallas to see me but If i wasnt there hed be back before long so just hang out. I said thats ok. If he comes back just tell him I went over to see the old house.

I take off for the old house which is just a few blocks away. When I get there the screen door is hanging by one hinge (the bottom one)and the house looks rather unkempt. I knock on the door. Some girl answers the door and I explain to her that I lived there when I was a little kid. I ask to have a look around just for old times sake. YEAH no problem. I step inside and immediately attacked by two guys. Obviously they are drug crazed junkies. Too late, Ive been incapacitated whilst being taken by surprise.

They take me upstairs into the attic and begin to torture me. Trying to find out whether im a cop or with a rival drug gang. The torture goes on for hours. Im bleeding from various places and am bruised all over. Both eyes are black, nose is broken, teeth missing: Im messed up pretty bad. My brother appears at the door and fights all three of my assaliants to the death which doesnt take long. Brother unties me and gets me out of there.

The really weird thing is that I went to visit my brother up in Cleveland a few weeks later. When I got there we had a few beers and he says "Hey bro. I had this really weird dream about you and we could both fly..." And proceeds to tell me my dream but from his point of view. I freaked on all this. He said that he knows if he had been home none of that would have happened. But he decided to go see a friend of ours for a bit before going back home. Then he got a really bad feeling that I was in trouble......

The next day we drove by the old house and the screen door was hanging by one hinge.....The bottom one...... We didnt stop.

[ 06-19-2002, 09:59 AM: Message edited by: Earthdog ]

I always forget my dreams the second I wake up...

I have never dreamt in black and white dude.It has always been color.No matter what.Everything in my dreams are right.Down to the flesh colors,to scars,to the color of my friends' eyes.

EDIT:I also feel pain in my dreams.Ow.

[ 06-19-2002, 12:13 PM: Message edited by: SomeGuy ]

Earthdog, go have a talk with Lord Shield about dreams on MSN sometime soon...

I think the strangest one I ever had was the one in which I dreamed that my classmates and I were pulling Christmas crackers in our school's gym hall, and out of the crackers came nothing less than fresh vomit. I woke up at 4am and burst into laughter at my own insanity.

[ 06-19-2002, 07:28 PM: Message edited by: Arledrian ]

<font color=Orange>Well, I would too. You have a strange mind</font>