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Explore a collection of the latest dreams shared by our community. Discover common themes, intriguing narratives, and unique symbolism. From vivid adventures to thought-provoking scenarios, these recent dreams offer a glimpse into the subconscious mind and may even spark insights into your own dream world. Browse the "Latest Dreams" to find inspiration, connect with others, and delve deeper into the fascinating realm of dreams.

I'm at a pretty nice hotel checking in for a work type convention or event, and I'm excited. I'm in the parking lot unloading my baggage when I start hearing this women talking about me, with a picture of me, asking people if they've seen me etc. I get the sense that its not a good thing so I lay low and I sneak into the hotel. She spots me in the lobby and starts chasing me through the halls. I duck into a room and lock the door. She tries to get security to open the door but I've bolted it shut. I create a diversion by throwing a home made molotov cocktail with stuff from the mini bar and then run out of the door. And we keep running in circles. I see her bump into someone she knows at like the hotel bar/resteraunt so I use the time to try and escape, and I run into this creepy like ballroom/activities room at the end of the hotel. I think I'm safe hiding in this creepy room for a second until I realize there are things in the room, and I sneak around the corner and see these disgusting giant bug like monsters sawing and disembowling little children and eating them piece by piece and I scream and run out of that room and straight into this girl, who i figured out is a female bounty hunter, and we start fighting

Dreamed I was with my close friend, we had left a fun party to go to a partially deserted mall, we were driven there by her husband who would return later. We walked across the parking lot into a building and i noticed that the beautiful new pink formal pants that I had been wearing for the party were too long for me and the bottoms were covered in mud. i wanted to clean them and tailor them, but my friend convinced me to change into some plain black pants that i had owned before that fit but were not beautiful. Then I went into the basement (resembled my parent's basement), and searched in an armoire (wooden closet) to look for a top to match the pants. Nothing beautiful or sexy, only old loose clothes. Then I noticed a sliding door was partially open nd something was lurking outside and watching me.

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