I happened to remember much of my dream when I woke up, so I thought I should record it before I woke up. Heeeeeeeeere we goooooooooo!


The beginning of the dream started in some kind of platforming level in a video game (I can't remember the circumstances of how I got there); everything was a bronze, glowing-orange metal and there were grates everywhere (not in a Silent Hill-y way, but in an industrial way). I feel I was there to navigate somewhere, that the place was between somewhere and somewhere else, and that I probably shouldn've been there. I jumped up some platforms and went through some kind of teleport portal to a secret area consisting of two rooms. The first room was filled at the edges with thise weird bobble-head fungus thingies with Silent Hill 4, and at the edge of the room was this giant circle with glowing, pulsating orange and black veins in it (not unlike the last area of Silent Hill 4. The room felt incredibly oppressive at first, but when I realized that I'd be safe if I didn't touch anything, I stopped caring. The second room was an exact replica of the old computer room in my house, complete with red walls and civil war memorabilia. When I saw the room, I felt as if I had stumbled upon some kind of secret vantage point in which I could observe the rest of the world without having to interfere with it, which brought me a lot of comfort thanks to my alienated-by-the-rest-of-the-human-race feelings (in the dream, that is). In retrospect, the first, oppressive-looking room probably existed to scare people away from my haven-room. I definitely remember using the room to hide from something, and the haven-room teleported into being attached to my house again, and apparently whatever I was hiding from was inside my house.

I can't remember what happened in between, but later in the dream I remember the band Liars performing a concert in one of the old English rooms at my high school. I remember Michael was there, though he and everyone else in the room were sitting on the desks (I didn't recognize anyone else in the room) while Liars performed "Point Your Pistols to the Sigh" and I danced as rapidly as I possibly could. After they performed that and "No Barrier Fun" the lead singer just walked out, and I overheard the drummer and guitarist mentioning something about something being broken and the lead singer left for a replacement. After a while I slowly began to realize that he wasn't coming back and the performance was over. I complained to a nearby stranger that when I finally got to see Liars, even if it was only in a dream, that I only got to see them play two songs (I think at that point I'd realized that I was dreaming, which happens more often than not).

Fast-forward (can't remember the in-between details) to some movie theater in a West County, St. Louis-like area; the movie theater was small and mostly inhabited by people who were in my grade in high school as well as the grade ahead of me. The interior layout of it looked a lot like the old Whistle Stop gas station where I lived, except with everything flipped horizontally with the counter on the left rather than the right. I remember buying a ticket and a massive cup of fruit punch, going into a theater and seeing that the theater was playing some documentary on snuff films, after which I started complaining at the dream itself (again, I was aware that I was dreaming) that there was already enough violence in the real world and that the least it could do was keep violence out of my subconscious. After leaving the movie I somehow got back to my dream apartment (I can't remember how) and someone I know (who shall go unnamed) said that we had to go back to the theater immediately because he left his kids there or something. We got in his van and he was speeding down the highway at uncontrollable speeds. His speedometer read 120 and for some reason I thought in the dream that if it exceeded 130 then my skin would be ripped off by the surrounding wind. Eventually he lost control of the vehicle and the vehicle kept driving off the various levels of highway in my dream and landed on a highway that was facing the opposing direction of the theater. The driver started driving against the traffic, and he almost made it to the theater without hitting anyone when he hit a woman on the highway who was parked on the emergency lane and was getting in her car, but kept going rather than stopping. When we arrived back at the theater I remember wanting to hide my wallet in case the police came for the driver, for some reason. The driver left the vehicle and I don't remember seeing him for the rest of the dream.

I walked back into the theater, which was close to closing, and realized that I had somehow been holding my empty cup of fruit punch the whole time during the car sequence. I walked up to the counter and asked for a refill, and the cashier told me that I'd need to show my receipt to get a refill; I told him I never kept the receipt, and he asked for my debit card instead, and for some reason I regretted not hiding my wallet at that point. I tried to find a place to sit and noticed that my leg kept going numb. I sat down and looked at my leg, and noticed that some weird shapes were moving under the skin of my leg, not unlike the gory wall effect from the hospital of Silent Hill 3, except the place where the blood in my leg was moving, it was black. I was wondering if some kind of parasite was under my skin or if I was dying, and yelled for help. Two of the girls working at the theater, one of them being a cute redheaded girl, the other being an unattractive blonde girl, both of which I previously knew and both of which shall go unnamed for the sake of my sanity, walked towards me. The blonde girl started asking about my previous vacation to the Great Sand Dunes in Colorado (???) and the redheaded girl started looking concerned about my leg and offered to call the hospital. I asked the girl if she lived around here, which she confirmed. Then I told her not to worry about me, and made some weird joke about growing old and the the moving patches in my leg being varicose veins, which she thought was hilarious. I stood up and started talking to the redhead some more, and then she said "Wait, stop." I responded with "Why?" "Because you have to leave..." I wasn't particularly upset by this; rather, I felt a sense of reluctant acceptance. Then I woke up and wished I was still asleep so I had more time to talk to the redhead. The end!

EDIT: Forgot to mention, the main songs that played throughout the dream were "Point Your Pistols to the Sigh" and "Here Comes all the People" by Liars, followed by "No Barrier Fun", "WIXIW" and "A Ring on Every Finger" by Liars, as well as "For the Ages" by Craft Spells, at the very end.