I've had a lot of messed up dreams, not many lately but a few years back every other night it seemed something was trying to put me off my dinner.
One of the stark examples in my mind would be a dream I had in which my family was going on vacation to some small village. We took a train to get there, but on the way it crashed due to a Predator (Yeah, the Arnold Schwarzenegger type) boarding somehow. Anyway, my family made it out fine, but I was pinned down under something and stuck in the same car as the Predator who'd damaged one of his arms during the crash. The gist of that scenario was I had to cut a limb off a dead body and give it to the Predator as a replacement, otherwise I was a dead woman walking.
As if that wasn't bad enough, and foreshadowing the horrors awaiting me....
I never encountered the Predator again in that dream, met up with my family and we checked into our hotel like nothing had happened. Then the dream got sort of 'movie-esque' in that it started flashing over to view other events happening at the time elsewhere in the town. Essentially the mayor of this town was a hated bastard. I don't know why people hated him, but he gave off a negative vibe, and as such there were constant assassination attempts on him. They worked - to an extent. But the thing about this mayor, when he was shot, instead of simply dying, he'd get his lackeys to find another man of similar build and he'd rip the mans' skin off and put it on his own skeleton. Essentially he was living forever under the skin of other people. (Don't ask how his organs were fine being shot up - it was a dream). But yeah, at this particular point in time the mayor had been shot while he was staying in the same hotel as us, and guess what? My dad was his size.
I'll let you imagine the rest from there, if you so dreadfully choose. Sorry this post was so long, it's just a dream I remember vividly and one that has always disturbed me more than anything else.