The Dream Thread

I dreamt last night that I was watching a movie called Death Dildos. And, somehow, my subconscious managed to make it a pretty compelling and interesting narrative.

Y'see, there's a serial killer who lures women into his camper van by acting all charming, and then he knocks them out, and then he drives his victims to a remote location and beats them to death with his collection of baseball bats (which he refers to as his death dildos). So he lures his latest victim onto the camper van, drugs her and knocks her out, and while he's driving he swerves to avoid an animal on the road. This causes some piled objects in the back of the van to fall onto the woman, and she wakes up. She's trapped behind a locked door, but she manages to break the lock using one of the fallen objects, and she finds the guy's bat collection. The bats are stained with blood, and each wooden bat has women's names carved on them. She's shocked, and makes a sound, and apparently the killer hears her because the camper van suddenly stops, and she frantically tries to find somewhere to hide.

It's around this point that I woke up, and I wanted to know how the movie ends, so I grabbed my phone and looked up "death dildos" but to my disappointment this movie does not exist.
I had a disturbing dream that I was in a haunted house like the ones you pay to go through on Halloween. But this one was built in a decaying abandoned shopping mall. It was also a Running Man type of game show. It was also really haunted. So I was running through all these creepy/scary scenarios while trying to blow past zombies and ghosts. Most were just there to slow you down. But there were like 3 that were trying to kill me. So I went through 10 or so rooms like creepy mansions, locker rooms, industrial kitchens, operating rooms, etc. I had to hit a button at the end and run back out to the exit of the mall. All the while there was some Chuck Woolery type announcer commenting on my every move.

All the way through I was chased my a young female ghost that was a lot like the one from Harry Potter. She was the most dangerous one. As she could pass through walls at will. Her grasp could melt skin. Just as I could see the large glass doors on the way out, she grabbed me. My left wrist started to melt. I then took out my Schrade Fruit Knife. Like a 5 inch long folding knife, it is very simple. I had to hold it in my melting hand and open it with the other. Switch it to my free hand, and stab her with it. It did no damage, but it turned into a large ivory handled Stiletto Switch Blade. This time it hurt her. Then it turned into a small ivory handled Chef Knife. I stabbed her again and she vanished. Then I woke up, feeling bad that I killed what was basically a teenaged girl.


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Had one of those "I'm back in high school" dreams last night. Except this time, I wasn't lost or late for class or in any kind of trouble (other than apparently having to go back to high school of course).... but the only part I can really remember is a teacher asking me "So have you found a date for the dance this weekend?" and me having to explain "To put it delicately, at 43, me asking any of my underage classmates out would be creepy and problematic at the very least."
I mentioned previously that I have a female friend who will often show up in my dreams as a random character.

Lately a female friend of mine, a classmate from university, will consistently show up in my dreams as a random character. Occasionally she plays a major role, but more often she just shows up in the background. The weird thing is that I haven't talked to this person in about five years, and before she started showing up in my dreams, I hadn't really thought about her at all.

I suspect there's something of a feedback loop going on, in which I've started thinking about her more these days because she keeps showing up in my dreams, which then in turn causes her to pop up more often.
See? I did mention it.

Anyway, last night she finally showed up as the main character in a salacious dream, and now I feel guilty.