All right. The story gets deeper. I now am wondering if I am being targeted by some entity. I just woke up ten minutes ago from one of the worst nightmares ever and thank god someone called my cell phone and woke me up. Usually that pisses me off so much, but this time it was a blessing. Even though I could of learned more from the dream, it was absolutely terryfying.
It literally was a mix of Texas Chainsaw Massacre (the new one) and Chevy Chase's Nothing But Trouble. It started out with me almost in a scene from high school. I ditched class with these two girls (I am not sure if this is me btw) to go on a 'burn cruise' (aka drive around and smoke pot). We notice as its really wet out that there is mushrooms everywhere. We pull over to go look for 'magic mushrooms'. I was walking awfully close to an electric fence, and slip in the mud as the ground soil completely gives way. I slide under the fence, and slide with it, electricuting me several times over until I go under it and down a hill sliding in the mud. And then darkness...
I wake up in some basement, and go up the stairs where there is this guy standing there waiting for me. Very 'red neck' looking. He asks me what I was doing on his property and I tell him exactly what happened. He takes out a piece of paper, and tries to make me sign it explaining what I did. I only acknowledge on it that I was trespassing but didn't acknowledge anything else. He starts laughing and implying that I am "*ucked now." After this, these goes absolutely crazy and scary. It seems like I am being held captive in some red neck's home in the middle of nowhere.
Also, during this, it seems like my sibling manifests in the house, and is being held captive too. It felt like my little 12 year old brother, but I am not positive. I just know they were my sibling as I am not sure if it was even me (which umm never happens). The man informs us we are going to be 'entertainment' for his kids. I ask how old they are and he hesitates on the age between 16 and 17. He offers me food and says its delicious. It's a meat mix with dog food in it and some mystery sauce, but I have to cook it myself on the grill.
When his wife gets home, the kids are two baby triceratops that are pink with yellow dots on their back and extremely overactive. We end up sitting down to dinner all of us, and it was really awkward. They start asking us questions about our 'beliefs' and systematically start reconfiguring our beliefs. I remember they shot down something like "latino dancing" and it was the devil haha. They got upset when I would not discuss my philosophical beliefs, as I said it was none of their business.
After this a sheriff comes in, with two ladies. One is lifeless, well the other one seems really weak and out of it. He takes the lifeless one and brings her into the basement to "feed her to something" which seemed like a gator. He then is holding the other one who is scarred for her life, and grabbing her boob as it's hanging out of shirt. He then throws something on the table, and the man picks it up. He opens it and it looks like coke which he then tries a line. "Good stuff. Tell them to come in." I don't know where the sheriff went after this, but some people came in, almost like a line of people mostly hippy looking who first tested the drug then bought it.
It seems like some high schoolers came in, really cocky ones, some guys roughly 18ish, and after they buy some, ones comes up to me as I am no longer standing at the table. He says "hey can you open the back door for us, we really want to get high right now. We'll smoke you up if you do." I tell them I can't do that. Two of them then walk out the front door. I don't know why but this really ****** off these folks, and they start screaming and flipping out. One goes outside, you here some screaming, and she comes back in with what looks like a metal sic, just the top piece (no long pole, the thing used to cut wheat) and it's all bloody and covered in guts. I then see another women I hadn't seen before, also rather plump, come in from a back door and had some bloody metal tool in her hand. I step aside and maneuver to the living room where I see a bunch of the druggies railing lines off a table unaffected by what is going on. And then my phone rings...
That's the gist of it. And I don't like it. I never get dreams like this in any way, shape, or form. Any more advice would be great!
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