Recent dreams containing meta page 5

I was in an abandoned run down strip mall at night. I was with two other people, they were both young adults, a young man and a young woman. At time I would see myself in the third person, I looked like a vital old man with a strong nose and a head of silver hair. (Though In reality I am 20 years old) We walked into the bowels of the mall and could here the sounds and voices of the city fading behind us. We walked to the end of the corridor and felt an evil presence. Down an escalator at the end of another short corridor was a pile of garbage. in front of it were two dead bodies and a man tall and muscular with a crew cut and pitiless sandy eyes. "What in the name of Christ is going on" I shouted as I ran down the stairs towards him. He acknowledges me with a casual nod and grins. (What he says next is lost to my memory but I remember a chilling fear as a result of his words) Immediately I turned to my companions, I am between them and the killer. "Go get help" A bright light is on their faces yet concealing their eyes in shadow. The girl is two paces from me and the boy a pace behind her. She smile first, a little reluctantly I shift my gaze to the boy and he meets my gaze with a relieved smile. And in a moment they are gone. I turn back to the killer (He says something else that I can not recall) This time his words have no sway. He jogs over to a door in the wall, with a remorseless grin he beckons me to follow. Through the door I got into a small dusty room. The room is small and very dusty filled with metal objects and two metal workbenches in the center. The killer speaks one last time and moves close with his hands outstretched to choke me I assume. I grab his arm and using his momentum throw him down onto the ground. He gets up and continues to assault me. Soon it escalates and he grabs a metal blade. I move in close and disarm him hoping to hold him in check until help arrives. Unfortunately he slips away and now he is slashing and throwing anything sharp he can find at me. I manage to evade him and finally my compassion gives way. I take a long 10 inch blade and drive it down to the grip in his collar bone. He looks at it a moment with disapproval and continues to assault me. Now I am desperate and anything sharp I can find, I plunge into his body. Finally I find a small piece of sheet metal with a tapered edge and drive it into a long wound across his chest where his heart should of been. I throw him over my shoulder and he smashes into the wall and lies crumpled on the ground, a bloody mess. Tears well in my eyes "Why do you live like this aren't you in pain?!" He answers laboring "The pain is great..." Suddenly there is a bubbling sound he pushes himself off the floor and walks slowly toward me. All the metal in him is receding, disappearing into his body until there is no sign of conflict at all. He stands in front of me, puts his arms firmly, almost tenderly on my shoulders "...That is what I want for us" I am shocked no words come to me. He walks me to the door "Wait I have something to show you" He walks around a corner and brings a white towel over to me "look" he says He opens the towel a little bit and I stoop down to see what it is. A can of cat food half opened. light glints off the sharp edges of the lid "Its just cat food I promise" he mumbles as he walks into the shadows of the room. My heart skips a beat and I walk slowly out the door and start down the hall" I take two steps and my heart skips again as I hear from behind me the sound of the metal lid being pulled back from the can.

I had to get food. There was a big circular tank and a strong metal fishing device for the tank. I drop it in to catch the shark that was in it. No matter how hard I tried I couldn't catch the shark. Then my dad had an idea to use our green van. He started driving only to fall down a hill onto a small beach filled with orange sand. I said we must leave the sand alone because it was rare.

This dream is from when I was 5 years old. I'm hanging upside down at my elementary school which had 4 rooms oriented like pillars on each corner of a square area for sitting maybe 200 by 200 feet. I am in the middle hanging upside in a area about 4 by 4 feet with metal railing in a square surrounded by Jason,Micheal myers,ghost face all of those horror characters not scared at all of them since I have NEVER even seen these characters or heard of them since I am only 5 years old so no way I should even dream of them. was also randomly eating crackers not sure if I just had them or was given them.

Pulling out rotten tooth that has a long root and metal wire, with my fingers, loose tooth, back door

I was inside of a dark building. Every minute I spent in there, it got darker. There seemed to be no way to get in this building, and no way to get out. There were no doors and no windows. There were also exit signs that weren't lit up. I tried following them to find a staircase, but there were no stairs. There seemed to be people that worked there, but you couldn't tell what they looked like. Additionally, they also whispered inaudible things as I walked or ran by. There was only one other victim, other than me. I remember bumping into him. He sounded very distraught, but he was still rational. He seemed to be on the brink of insanity. But when I talked to him, he seemed to have calmed down. He was very hungry. He kept telling me how hungry he was, and if I had found food. I told him I'd help him, but we went our separate ways. The strange thing about this place was that it was very factory-looking. There was no operating machinery, or sounds...but almost everything was made of metal or sheet metal. It looked like a hospital or a hotel. I remember there being a lot of elevators. All the ones I tried didn't work. Some of them were out of order, and others looked too terrifying to even try. Almost every single one had a mirrored ceiling. None of them worked right at all and each one got more sinister looking as I had found more and more of them. But there were no stairs. I remember specifically not trusting the elevators and wanted to find a stairway. I never did. The last elevator I tried was interesting. It could only go from floor 6 to floor 7. I had no idea what floor I was on. Be it 6 or 7. I never had a chance to reach another floor on the top or the bottom. I could only tell this elevator could go to either one, and it only had the two buttons, whereas the other elevators had several to choose from. I tried to use this elevator. It didn't work. The last thing I remember was finding a source of light. I frantically traveled through rooms to find a way out. The light looked promising but I couldn't tell if it was a window or just a hole in the wall, because the entire place was getting darker and darker and I could no longer make anything out...I only saw a light. When I tried to look through to see what was on the other side, the entire wall of that room shattered like glass and I fell out of the building. I was definitely not on a 6th or 7th floor. I was very high up and I appeared to be falling to my death. Instead of staying in the dream to see the impact, my fall was interrupted by everything turning black again. Then I heard the most realistic groan I have ever heard in my life. I don't know if it was me waking up or my unconsciousness putting that sound in my head, but it startled me awake. Even though the sound was disturbing, I was relieved to be out of that dream.

My wife and I were in a trailer in a parking lot. It was night time. A friend of mine walked into the church, My wife grabbed her purse and said she had to meet with him. The church let out. People were coming out but I oxuls not finw my wife. I waited and knocked on a small metal door. The musicians were practicing. I asked for my Friend Paul DeAngelo. I asked if he had seen my wife. He said she left a long time ago.

Inside bag was a piecof clothing and inside the clothing i found an angel ball bell when i moved it in my hand it chimed but the metal it was in was damaged

Tv screen blinking on and off with pc ads. TV changes look and shape. Cow pasture outside window with lawnmower sounds. Playing a game that doesn't exist called Final Fantasy V-2. Play a game called Metal Gear Rising, wake up and realize it was just a dream and want to compare it to the actual game, which has 2 games. Demon starts screaming.

My fish tank explodes so i save a particular set of fish in a metan container then start looking for a swimming to pool to put them in to save them

A metal statue of myself