What's the last weirdest dream you had?

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A couple nights ago I dreamed I was wandering around near a local town when the Dump actually showed up. And I double-flipped him. I may have also attacked him but I don't really remember what happened after that. I just know I didn't get into any trouble with what I did.

Although it's not as crazy as the dream I once had where I saw Dump shot on live TV but then he got back up and was apparently a cyborg.

I had a dream that I was a kid back in school when suddenly all the kids ran to the doors and looked outside. I could see what looked like a big blue wall, sort of like the waves that come from a mushroom cloud, rushing right towards us. I could hear people screaming and I just curled up in a corner and waited to die. Then I woke up.

Prophetic dream? Or is it just the result of all the doomsday anxiety?

Just sitting on a bench waiting for me to wake up...
Felt empty, pointless and weird when I did...

A dream about a family of tiny creatures like the Borrowers from Mary Norton's books living on the tree on my grandparents' farm.

This night I had a dream in which my cousin got raped and was going to have a baby.

Just woken up from a nightmarish dream about WW3. I hate those dreams. In the dream I kept thinking "oh it's just all talk, nothing's going to happen", but then we could hear bombs being dropped a few miles away, and I was terrified. Then the bombs began getting nearer and I started to anticipate death, which is the scariest thing. Dust from the buildings falling down kept blowing through my house and I had to try and protect my husband as he has asthma. The bombs got even nearer and I began getting hysterical and trying to imagine what death was like and if it will be quick and painless and if there was a heaven and a hell.
It was so frightening. Putin was just dropping the bombs gleefully and we had no control over it, we just had to keep hoping and praying that he'd stop and that we'd live.

Then just as I was beginning to accept that this was life now and that I was going to die soon, I woke up and felt SO relieved it was just a dream. I don't know what made me dream of that, as usually I have those sorts of dreams after I've been in a fight online, but I haven't been in any fights online for a long time now, so I don't know where that dream come from.

That nukes were dropped on us. Strangely enough, I only suffered burns on my skin that were not painful and maybe some hair loss. Not the horrifying, gut-wrenching nausea, vomiting, headaches, bleeding, infections and inevitable death that comes from acute radiation poisoning. But I knew I was likely going to get cancer.

I think I had the dream because last night I watched a RiffTrax video where they made fun of an old "Duck and Cover" film from the 60s, and it reminded me of the dream I had not long ago about being a kid back in school and the nukes being dropped, and I just curled up and waited to die while hearing other people screaming. Or maybe it's because this could happen at any moment in real life, along with the millions of other things in the world trying to kill us, and it's driving me insane.

I had a dream in which Vibia, a character from my "Lost" fanfic https://www.fanfiction.net/s/14422546/1 ... n-Darkness who could control time, created a special "time chamber" in the cave she lived with her family, where she could experiment with slowing down and speeding up time

I had a dream in which I was on the bus with my mother and a group of other people and we met an accident - my mother and me were one of the few (merely six, women only) people who survived it without dying or sustaining injuries.

I keep dreaming about being back in high school and avoiding PE classes each week. Like I was going the whole year avoiding PE and getting away with it, then suddenly becoming anxious and wondering how I got away with it for so long and thinking I'm going to get caught this time and forced to do PE in the most humiliating way. So I run around the school trying to avoid the teachers who know I should be in PE.

I wouldn't mind but I have these dreams so much, it's getting kinda boring now. Perhaps my brain can't think of anything else to dream about. I can think of a few things, like sexy dreams about Foster maybe.

I dreamed that I had a question to ask someone and so I jumped into my '64 farm pickup (which I no longer own) and drover to his house, through the front door and into the dining room where him and his family were eating dinner. While they were surprised to see me drive up, we had a pleasant conversation and then I drove through the back door to leave.

I dreamt I was in a shrink's office, the shrink was dressed in puffy white dress shirt sans tie, and charcoal trousers with black belt and wingtip shoes. he stared at me with a penetrating stare with beady black eyes, then asked me how I'd feel if I got hit by a bus right then and there, and nervously I replied, "well... mebbe if it was a good bus, a NICE bus..." to which he replied, "there is no 'good' bus or 'bad' bus, there is just bus..."

I had a dream in which my mother's buddy had a little daughter with very (!) curly, blonde hair and I admired her beautiful hair

I dreamed that I had been reported to be dead. I was alive, but everyone thought I was dead and my credit cards and bank accounts were closed and I had no source of money.

I dreamed I was the contestant on "Who Wants To Be a Millionaire".

Marching up endless flights of stairs in the darkness with a cat-alien policewoman, inside a kilometer-high cliff-face that had a beautiful seaport at the bottom and a wealthy city at the top. We were on our way to warn the people living at the top that a huge terrorist bomb had been planted somewhere in the very tunnels we were climbing past. Why we couldn't have phoned ahead, I don't know. Sometimes, people living inside the cliff would invite us in to have a cup of tea and get our breath back.