Hiii this is a sorta dream journal!! Sooo ironically the website about dreams has an owner who rarely gets dreams and barely remembers them when they do get them.. Wellll when they write them down they basically remember it forever soo there's that!! ^^ They're trying their best :3
I was in a hospital room, reminiscent of a school's nurse's office, with this dude who was upset that none of his friends would want to marry him, and for some reason I was trying to comfort him in that??? And then he talked about how he's gonna have to marry a girl instead, I told him something along the lines of "you can still be gay" which is so funny to say, and then for some reason he wanted ME!? Uhmmm this was not cool at all I don't want anything to do with this I'm super uncomfortable, and I like start to get away but omg of course this crazy dude was crazy, and started to follow me out of the room.. Anyways I'm speedwalking now as this big dude tries to force me to marry him, I go out of the building, and omg why am I still being followed. Anyways panic starts to set in, I'm sure the fight or flight thought process went a little like this "omg this emotionaly unregulatable dude is madly in love with me trying to chase me down, and is TWICE THE SIZE OF ME, I have NO OPTION BUT TO RUN AHHH" I am basically running now like I could tell my dreamself was actually scared now, and holy cow good thing there were lots of people in the hospital, because once I entered I immediately told everyone "help me this guy is gonna hurt me" or something like that.. AND THE HORRIBLE PART IS THAT AT THE START NO ONE EVEN BATTED AN EYE, AND SO I WAS BASICALLY ON MY OWN.. But then he kinda started pushing people out of the way to get to me, and it started to attract attention. I finally got some cover though, behind the reception desk, where there were people there. FINALLLY people decided to stand up for what was happening, and a few different people were telling him off to get the heck outta here, and eventually he did.
Wow that was terrifying, uhmmm idk why no one paid any attention to me, even though I was calling for help, and that I only got the help I needed when everyone else was being afected, wow real life reference.
Okayyy time for the subplot, for some reason I had this story split in two by that first one I talked about, so it looked like I was playing some video game, and the protagonist is just some dude, who from the beginning we know that something that happened to him in elementary school has affected him for the rest of his life for some reason..?? Anyways there's like a miniboss enemy among a bunch of others and my character has some kind of shotgun, there's also some ally npcs fighting them off. Of course I don't immediately go fight them, I go look around at secret stuff like I usually do, and I found this dragon person, who turned into a normal person upon interacting, and I got some kind of quest that teleported me, I don't know what happened there or anything of the sort, maybe my sidequest was being chased down lmao. Anywaysss the second half of this story was like the end of the game, just some cutscene where the protag is like super op now, and like zooming around, finally got the antagonist, she's like some girl who has like snake hair not like medusa because it's like only some of it, and they are more like little tentacles more than anything, and she gets like a cut on the neck or something and like uses those to cover it and and stuff, while the protag is like venting about his elementary school trauma, and elaborates on it more than the beginning of the story, something something about always being exluded, and how that shaped him??
This one was kinda silly, the protag's backstory was kinda interesting, because from what I could make out it was just like not being part of groups and stuff which okay, I mean he was killing bad alien monster thinges soooo who really cares.
I started out in some goldsrc-esque hotel, where there were a bunch of teenagers my age in here getting in trouble, for messing around and uhmmm also murdering people?? I didn't see any people during this dream, nor was I told this was happening I just knew.. I was in a hallway with a lot of the doors open, and I was looking around to see what was going on. Each of these rooms had fresh trails of blood, sometimes guns and/or knives, and these rooms were incredibly empty; at most they had a single bed with a window to a pitch black view and some curtains, creepy.. Anyways approacing the end of the hallway I entered the second last door on the lefthand side, to suddenly be in an entirely new location. I was in the same yellow and brown color scheme of the hotel only in what looked like the central staircase of a mall. The lighting was subpar, and there were no windows to be seen, I went up the staircase to find a vast three-dimensional floor, and by that I mean there were layers to this single floor, with obstacles and stairways only navigable by epic parkour skills (lol). There were some stretches to just walk peacefully in, and I was taking those. Eventually I would start to find messages written in fresh blood, telling me turn back and that whatever I was approaching was dangerous and whatnot.. I kept going.. I was in what looked like that Half-Life 2 deathmatch Nova Prospekt map, except more yellow and dark, as well as being a wayyyy more scalable and vertical area. Anyways at some point I had apparently obtained a shotgun?!?! And it functioned like a Garry's Mod addon shotgun. And suddenly I had an urge to run back, I was in danger.. Soo I did just that, and hey good senses my dreamself has because I was being chased by a horde of zombies!?? At some point while beginning to run away I had suddenly gained really good maneuvering skills so y'know what? Let's go kill some zombies apaprently. I was basically flying around looping around stuff and taking down a few zombies, somehow. Anyways I made my way back towards the hotel and that's where my dream ends.
To be honest I don't know why my dream looked like a goldsrc rendition of the backrooms mixed with Half-Life 2. And I guess there's a lore implication that all the hotel poeples turned into zombies!!1! (lol) Anyways I think this is the closest I have ever gotten to having a nightmare that wasn't my dad's snore being heard throughout the house, I don't know why but I myself don't feel emotions in my dream, I can recognize that my dreamself does, it's like I'm peering into somebody else's life when I'm dreaming.