What did you dream about last night?

I go to the local bookstore to get a book that I've been eyeing for a while. Clearly they're open as the door is wide open and there are a few customers browsing around yet there are no lights on. Save for the faint sunlight coming through the two large windows covered in posters, the open door and the faint glow coming from the computer screen on the front counter, the store is nearly pitch black. I get the book and take it to the counter where instead of ringing me up, the lady working begins to read from it aloud.

She stops reading and walks away, disappearing into the one of the many blacked out areas of the store. Its at this point the room changes and I'm now in a nightclub of sorts watching an S&M stage show. The stage is massive with a large white backdrop. On the stage are many cages with chained women, some wearing white gowns and red blindfolds, others blue prison suits (very Robbe-Grillet). The girl from the bookstore is in one of the cages, stage left. A blonde man wearing one of the white gowns walks towards her holding a bloody bucket. She drops something into it and he walks towards me. Inside the bucket is the book, which I pay for. He gives me my change, but its much more than the actual price of the book, and its in a strange new currency that resembles the US dollar but is different.

As the man walks away, the room again chances to a semi-fancy restaurant. A slightly pudgy man with a goatee wearing a blue tank top looks over and says that last night is wife was counting money on the bed and he wound up with a large pile of cash in his lap. That was pretty much it.
 
I can't remember what I dreamed about last night, but I jotted down something from a few nights ago...

• 10/8/16
o Something about an evil woman named Miriam something, who might have been a witch or a priestess or something else. Then I find myself leaving Rockford’s trailer [the Rockford Files] checking a TV guide magazine, and find something about a Colombo episode with a character named Miriam, and I’m like ‘Oh yeah the episode where Colombo finds the witches’ and a scene of ~5 witches hovering around a lake on broomsticks (still with 60s-70s film quality, think: the lake that the people crashland into on the original Planet of the Apes) unfolds. Then something happens to shift me to Maui inside the apartment, and I vaguely remember searching for a specific item of clothing before leaving; part of it involves just getting pants to not get sunburned but there was something else. Also, something where I was watching TV and it was dark and there was something mysterious/spooky going on, like maybe the witches were interfering with the signal, but not quite.
o Then a jump to a clearer part. Remember being at some kind of museum in a large city (just think of the museum in Vampire: Bloodlines for reference) possibly with the family, and being given reason to leave, which I think might have been part of some artifact-hunting quest given by a butler/curator/old guy in a suit. Also think 50s noir meets Lovecraft. I leave, cross a couple streets, and end up in a back alley with brick buildings. Something happens to inform me that I was in an 80s music video, specifically an unreleased Rob Halford solo thing titled something like ‘Headhunter’, and I see him in leather on top of a fire escape doing some kind of Michael Jackson dance, complete with 80s pop metal backing. I feel certain that the song is about blowjobs. The rest of Judas Priest is now with me, and we climb the ladder of the fire escape to reach and capture Halford, but he keeps hopping away. KK Downing is the last one to climb up, but as he almost exists the ladder, something pulls him down and he falls to his death where a Predator-like creature guts him. We continue the chase over rooftops, and find the Predator thing (which looks more zombie-like up close) stuck inside of a metal storage unit, only the front face is covered with a screen door, which somehow is enough to keep him inside. Someone opens the screen door and he escapes, but I believe the Predator is killed anyways. Something about a small dog being there too, maybe it helps killing him. I think we then just leave to go back to the museum, but I wake up inside the median of the last intersection being crossed to get there.
 
I haven't had a dream in awhile, I mostly have nightmares..Actually, I get the same nightmare quite often...I dream this dark figure about 8 feet tall is chasing me and he has no face, just a blank face...right before he catches me I wake up sweating and screaming...8-]]
 
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Well, I had two I interesting dreams last night. I dreamt that I went to Marilyn Manson's Mansion. For some odd reason, each room looked like a Megadeth album cover, but then they started getting creepier and creepier as the elevator took us lower. There were skeletons and stuff everywhere.

The second dream, I was at my aunt and uncle's house in the living room. My aunt and uncle were out somewhere, but there were all of these girls from my school. Anyways, I started jerking off pretty visibly. I noticed some staring, and stopped. I started again without thinking, and then this girl starts half staring half smiling at me. Then, the dream ended.

I had a dream i was with your mother and your new father. I don't know what was worse, the dream or reality.
 
i'm 28 years old and i still have a recurring dream where i haven't attended any school classes for months or submitted any work and i'm dreading telling my parents about it.
 
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I had a dream not to long ago where I was ballroom dancing with Patricia Kennedy, the redhead 90's porn star in what looked to be an abandoned cattle ranch. She was wearing a black robe with a green dragon on it and we were dancing to the Japanese version of "Daisy Daisy" from the tricycle race scene in Revenge of the Nerds.
 
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Sometimes when am laying in bed am awake and asleep at the sametime and get a knock on my bedroom door, just one knock. If I sleep in my room have to have my door shut and also the bathroom door. It's happened to me on and off for years, usually I fall back asleep and forgot about it, wake up, and do what I normal do, but I know it happens. It also happens on my main door also, just one knock. I know it is not anyone I know, the knock does not sound like a normal knock. I rarely think about it, but if I do it creeps me out.
 
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