Most fucked up dream you've ever had?

[Always_Remain]

WANT SOME FUCKED UP SHIT?

I had a dream a few weeks back where I was walking down this completely white hallway. As I walked forward the path behind me begin to get progressively darker. Soon I saw a girl sitting on a chair in the middle of the hallway so I walked up to her. Her expression was blank and her skin was gray. When I got in front of her she looked at me for a few seconds and then her head fell off and rolled down along her body. As it hit the ground blood begin bursting out of her neck. It filled the hallway. I tried to get away but I couldn't. I swam desperately trying to find a way out but then I dropped down in a large hole. I stood up but before I could do anything spikes impaled me to a wall and the girls head appeared in front of me. She was screaming. It was terrifying.

Then I woke up in a cold sweat. I am the king of fucked up dreams. There are a few more but long post is long.

 

[Slenn]

I had a really bizarre dream last night. Probably not the most f***ed up thing I've had, but it's pretty weird. I was dreaming that I was in the undergrad lounge room for physics majors and one of my friends was sitting in front of his laptop with headphones on and watching a video or something. Then all of a sudden tears came from his eyes. I then found an item box from Mario and out came a starman, which I grabbed. The next thing I remember was me taking my sparkling arm and passing through my friend's torso as if I was a ghost. Even weirder was that after I did that, my friend's tears started to come out like a gushing faucet and they pooled up in his lap.

 

[Citrus]

I hate discussing dreams with people.

When you wake up after dreaming, you forget 90% of your dream within ten minutes. When people come along and recite long, vivid stories about their dreams, the first thing I think is: "you're just lying to get attention." I know a ton of people who go on about their creepy dreams, how "omg i'm totally messed up lol" and whatnot. It annoys me to no end.

What I find sort of funny is that alluding to suppressed mental instability is actually seen as cool in society today.

 

[Yokai]

My favorite dream ever was the one where I walked out my front door, got hit by a bus-sized meteor, and screamed "BULLSHIT!" as I was atomized.

The most fucked up dream I've ever had...dunno. Possibly the one where I'm getting pulled down into a black hole, feeling it stretch me and crush me into oblivion...the best part? It happened several times over the course of my childhood. Haven't had it for about eight years though, so I guess I'm good.

EDIT: WAIT! I thought of an infinitely more fucked-up one. I'm heading up the hill to grab our mail from the mailbox...and a bunch of dessicated corpses tear up out of the ground and surround me. Then a huge, shriveled one (with its head cracked open and empty skull cavity visible) slowly pulls himself up, and I recognize his hair and beard. It's my dad. Whose zombified giant self then grabs me and looks me in the eye with his empty sockets. Goddamn that was terrifying.

All of my truly scary dreams I had when I was under the age of ten. I get extremely weird ones now, but I tend not to remember them and they're not as creepy.

I was driving my car in the city, and two guys crossed the street in front of me and started yelling shit, trying to pick a fight. I floored the accelerator and blew past them, scaring them and making them jump out of the way. Then, somehow, in that way dream-space works, I was in the parking lot of a mall or something, still driving my car, and there were no exits from the parking lot. I parked and got out of my car. There were some people with me, and they said they'd show me how to get out of the parking lot, and for some reason we were all on roller-blades. I followed them, and suddenly we were back in the city, roller-blade-ing down the sidewalk. Several of the buildings had awnings, so it didn't seem all that strange when the front of one building went right across the sidewalk and our path was blocked by a door. One of the people I was with opened it, and I asked if they were sure this was the right place, because I was afraid we were just walking into a stranger's apartment. They reassured me that they knew who lived there, and we went in, with me inexplicably in the lead. The door opened onto a steep flight of stairs, and when I followed them up, I found myself in a large, wood-floored studio apartment with one window, a big three-paneled bay with a seat. Oh, and also, the stairs behind me had disappeared, and the people who had been with me were gone. The studio was completely bare, the walls were white, and there was a girl sitting on the window-seat. She looked like me, except a me that was really skinny, much paler, and had no eyes. She had no shirt on, and she was nursing a dead fetus. When she spoke, it sounded like she had a million voices, coming from everywhere, and her lips did not move. I don't remember what she said to me, just that her voice terrified me. I think it was at this point that I woke up, because I don't remember anything else.

Holy shit. I can't decide if that's more Lovecraft or Silent Hill. Either way, that's a hell of a lot worse than mine.

 

[VivaciousDeimos]

Let me preface by saying that my sister is currently nine months pregnant, so I'm literally on call all the time in case she goes in the labor and I can meet them at the hospital.

So lately I've been having baby related dreams. One especially weird one involved me giving birth (and just so you're not imagining a pregnant man, I am a girl), and the baby falling into a dark void, with me going after it...

...And then Bruce Banner got involved somehow and I don't remember anything else after that.

 

[iLikeHippos]

Well, I had one.

I was sleeping in my bed when suddenly that "creepy" girl from The Ring appears at the side of my bed.

I see myself in 3:rd person though, so I see myself sleeping as she continuously stare at me, until I turned around and saw her.
I did what had to be done; I punched her in the fucking face.

She immediately got down on the floor and started sobbing.
Than, out of nowhere, appearing out of my 3:rd person view, Will Smith appears and starts to comfort the girl, saying things will be alright, than he gives me a dirty look while holding her in his arms.

I woke up confused wether what was real or not and... Oh so confusing.

 

[matt87_50]

ah yes, dreams you have when you have a fever are awesome!

 

[Ldude893]

Zombies. Dark abandoned house. Ugly 7 year old zombies in Japanese student uniform and a Hunter.
I didn't play Left 4 Dead for a while after that.

 

[JEBWrench]

Flaming space rocks destroyed my home community in the swamp, and from the rocks emerged talking cats.

(This is the only dream I've had that I still remember.)

 

[Lucifron]

Alien occupation of earth ala HL2's Combine is a recurring dream I have. I and everyone I know and love usually end up dying horribly.

This one time I dreamed that I had sex with a man. I woke up screaming in horror.

 

[_Cake_]

I use to push on like wood walls and the other side of it would move.

Also I had to hold my breath to float. It just felt so real I'm 100% sure it didn't happen.

 

[Kenni-chan]

Me, the L4D Witch, Heavy and Medic were only wearing panties and school shirts singing Malchik Gei the russian verson to a sell out audience.

I dremt that last night

 

[Jubilant]

Fucked up dreams? I happen to be the king of those.

3.) Me in my bedroom looking out the window to see a giant mecha flying to me, I get in it, then fly up into the sky to fight a giant Luigi on a humungous platform.

Um... what?

Actually, I just had to do an English paper on this... huh.... For some reason, it had Pyramid Head in it and it made me flip out...

Spoiler

It was warm. The inside of the church was stuffy and the dust particles were suspended in the light. The soft light flowed down through the stained glass angels, and the altar that held the Virgin Mary stood in white marble, gazing down and smiling to me. Though, even in such a place of privacy and ease, I felt a foreboding sense of fear and apprehension. I heard a muffled sound, and I looked at the door of the church. The sound persisted, and I suddenly heard a shrill cry. I started, my body becoming rigid before I plucked up the courage and rushed to the door. I peeked through a knothole and saw a gristly sight.
There, perhaps a mile away, was a rather well built man with a giant knife in one hand, and a flailing man in the other. I watched in wide-eyed terror as the man struggled, begging the man to let him free. He kicked the metal, pyramid-shaped helmet, and the tall man under it growled loudly. I shivered, and, with great ease, the larger man began to put pressure around the other’s neck. The other sputtered and begged in anguish for help, before a sickening ‘crack’ pierced the silence. I panicked, and the man’s lifeless body hung in the other’s still firm grasp. I let out a small, terrified cry, and the larger man turned towards the church as if he had heard me.
Suddenly, he dropped the man with a hollow ‘thump’ and began to walk forwards at a frighteningly quick pace. I stumbled back on weak legs, before turning on my heel and running as I heard his footfalls right outside the immense oak doors. I bolted to the back of the church and burst through a door to find myself on the landing of stairs outside the church. It was a beautiful day, the sun was bright, and the breeze welcoming. However, these things did not occur to me for, fearing the murderous man, I rushed down the stairs at a furious pace. I hastily fled past oblivious picnickers, a feeling of otherworldly dread gnawing at my senses. Seeking sanctuary from the solitude of such peace, I ran headlong into a largely populated building. The sound of people speaking and bustling about seemed like music to my frightened ears, my blood still pumping, and the adrenaline still flowing through my veins. I looked around, trying to examine my surroundings. However, no matter how hard I concentrated, I could not seem to construct the faces of those around me.
I suddenly felt anxious again, and the feeling of fleeting security completely left me. At that moment, a large crowd of people came flooding towards me like a great herd of cattle, with the police busily rounding up and pushing everyone out like the cowboys that owned the animals. I fought in vain against the crowd, screaming pathetically over the deep rumble of voices. When I returned outside, I turn to again flee, but suddenly and fearfully noticed a large shadow overlapping my own. I looked upwards and my throat constricted as I saw the enormous frame of the fear-provoking man from before. I watched in terror as he raised the giant knife, and I screamed in helpless horror before everything suddenly went black.

Wow, I have long responses today...

 

[Spiner909]

Well...nothing evil. I think that's good! So here is one of my gems:
I was in a mall, buying clothes. Then terrorists break in, start shooting, then everything turns into legos. I escape on a hoverbike then eat onion pizza. (ew?)

 

[Mechanix]

I dreamed I was in the forest having sex with a giant woman, but I don't think it was human, almost though. Then I got sucked into her vagina. Lol. I was young and I just hit puberty so imagination got the best of me

 

[Safe in the Dark]

I had a dream that I was in an empty city....Just buildings and then a girl I had a crush on appeared and was running from me...I followed her into and alley and when I got there she was mauled with the word "murderer" written on the wall,then the city burst into flames and the buildings were made of bones and there were people burning and dying....then I started to panic and I found myself in front of a mirror my reflection had red eyes and was covered in blood smiling at me....He came out the mirror with a knife and the world "Murderer" written in blood on his forehead walked over to me and whispered "Now you know the one who killed you." and stabbed me,thats when I woke up.

 

[Smagmuck_]

Worst dream?

I raped a close friend. Damn that was akward talking to her the next day. I was twelve too.

Freakiest dream?

It was reoccuring. I was being stalked by this very fine lass, crazier then Hanibal though. Everytime we ran into eachother she'd try to get me to lay down on a table/desk/floor etc. and try to get in my pants. I had to fight her off a few times though. That was last week I think.

 

[ultrachicken]

I once had a dream where a man in a black robe forced me to decapitate my cat and eat its head.
It was disturbing.