Recent dreams containing blues

It was in the at night a was being chased by an unknown person-I could only be his silouhette. The I then I as ran a big serpent. A second person came from the blues and caught the snake the he asked me to get a container and milked the venom in it. As I smelt into the substance I became dizzy...

This seemed to be loosely based off of Caroline and a circus, it also felt like I had been here before either in a dream before or it was just a random memory from this dream. Basically I was running literally for my life through this puzzle. Certain rooms include crossing a bridge with a huge drop underneath, a long maze hallway with light twitching, tree house like rope course which things would fall apart as you went. While going through these rooms a woman was chasing me. I finally found the final room and I ran inside. I remember the room being filled with lots of colors, the walls went from blues, purples, pinks, yellows, and more with designs like spirals, dots, zig zags. On the ground were a bunch of pillows matching parts of the wall and there were a couple of mirrors around me. I actually knew what would happen next, again as if I’ve done this before. Then the girl appeared in the room holding a butcher knife. I remember a conversation we had but not exactly what we said. It was about the fact that this was the final room for me to do and the girl would give me a puzzle, since I've done this before I think I had either known I couldn’t beat the puzzle or I was too tired/ lazy to do it. So instead I decided to annoy the girl so maybe she’d just let me go. She ended up getting really really mad at me and took the knife and sliced it in between my left shoulder and neck. I didn’t wake up immediately though. The person pushed the knife into me further. It didn’t hurt, I even remember these exact words in my mind “Why doesn’t it hurt?” Yet I was still wincing in pain. After the knife was pushed down to my stomach I finally woke up.

Sitting by a large body of water with someone I know, there was sand in the air as it was kind of stormy and dark. The water and colors of blue and darkness were beautiful blues and orange and black. My conversation was about my gender dysphasia. My friend or family member told me I should do something to feminize myself…maybe get facial feminization surgery. Then I woke up.

I dreamed that as I was look on at mirror in the bathroom, it felt like I was in bed sitting up looking at it, there was a blonde hair boy dressed in all blue, he must have been 2 years old or younger, had the bluest eyes, and was hanging upside down in the mirror staring at me, and the state, was just pure evil. I was scared. I knew in my dream it was evil, I didn't even want to look but I wondered why was he staring at me like this.... I could sense the evil, feel the evil to core of my soul....when I woke up, still pretty unnerved by it...what does this mean??

My brother and I walk up to a local school to see a bank of phone that only one has a while flag on it meaning it can be used. There is instructions saying to pick it up and it will call the office. I pick it up and immediately hang it back up. We walk to the edge of the property and there we go swimming in the road in the clearest, bluest water. I look up and see thunder in a cloud that is coming towards us. I dunk myself underwater and when I come up the storm cloud is even bigger and swirling over top of a yellow plastic slide. I get my brother and we get into an older car. I try to start it but it won't start. We start rolling backwards and roll past my grams house. I can't get it to stop using the brakes. I turn around a corner and there is a car coming. I am trying to still start the car and driving backwards. I steer away from that car and another one comes. I swing the car around to the other side of the street and miss that car. There is another cat that I miss but it hits a parked car.

I was dreaming I was in a class room full of strangers when I feel asleep. My dream was that the folks in the room all changed as their eyes went pitched black and their entire hands and up to about a quarters turned into gooey tentacles that infect you if you get wrapped up. When I woke up I was still in my dream as I woke up in the class and not my bed as I looked over and a few of my friends I knew where there and this one chick I didn't know but I couldn't stop looking at her.She had brown hair, the beautiful blues eyes, and a smile that could light a room. As the class went along I left a sense of déjà vu washing over me. As I looked over the mysterious chick had stood up and walked out of the class and I gave chase but the teacher had grabbed my arm asking where are you going. I said I was thirsty as I freed myself and gave chase. My friends in the room ran after me as I exited the room and ran down the hallway. At the end of the long hallway was the mysterious chick as she looked like was laughing and went into the next section of the school. This goes on for half the school until we reach the ramps outside of the library. I managed to grab her left arm as she gave a small chuckle and said "you caught me at last". As she turned around to look me face to face her eyes filled with fear as my friends slowly limped to us looking like they were in my dream in the class. A turned back to say something to the chick I was chasing but it was too late as she was the same and had me in an iron grip. My friends seemed to ignore the both of us as they entered the library.I tried to fear myself but every time I felt as my energy was drained away but weird thing is I felt a sense of peace and not fear. I looked at the mysterious chick once more thinking this was the end and her face went back to the way that were in class. I stared into her deep brown eyes and she smiled as she said "you chased after me and I don't plan on let you go", as I was engulfed completely and it was about that time I woke up in my bed in a cold sweat

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Marring a man in my dream that I havent thought of in a year or so, he was wearing dark glasses and dress blues. i wasnt happy with the gray suit i was going to wear so someone found me a girl gray dress instead. all i could think was that I hoped it fit and that i didnt really want to marry this guy but that we could separate down the line if it didnt work.

Teenage girl from the anime Daddy Long Legs was running to the left in a black background and slid like Angelica Pickles from Rugrats did on Touch-down Tommy. Music and singing with subtitles on the bottom sounded like Rhythm and Blues.