Dream logs of a sort. My memory is pretty shit, don't expect too many details.

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1/26/18(????). I was a writer visiting a vampire's mansion for a night party, and there were a lot of others there as well. The party was odd, but nothing by dream standards. I looked around the place for a while, it was a mix of gothic and modernist architecture, with a surprising amount of windows to make it feel more open with all the relatively tight hallways.
The party got sieged by the military some ways in, and we all had to retreat to the basement, which was very odd in.. everything. It was somewhat mundane at first, with smooth grey walls and grounds and such, though too many doors to be considered normal and all these doors being differently styled or some not even being traditional doors, one just being a soft tunnel to crawl through for example. There were some blocked off areas as well, such as "XXXX's aquarium", XXXX being just black paint covering a name.
As you got deeper into the basement, it got ever stranger and more obtuse. I crawled, jumped, climbed across large floating blocks and smooth grey books, with no writing in them, all up to a higher (or lower) floor of the basement. The vampire was following us, but he didn't seem to be a danger to us...
I don't remember the inbetween for this, but I eventually found myself in the core of the basement, so to speak. It was nearly a dome with a sloped floor leading into a small hallway with 2 doors on each side. The walls, grounds were dark blue and crystallic (though not jagged, very smooth and seeming like a gem everywhere) while there were pulsing, glowing orange lines running through the insides of the floor. The walls were mostly translucent, and outside was just a multicolored, though dark spiral whirling around and around for as high as you can see while unable to see past it. At the other end of the sloped floor was a large obelisk-like machine with a single seat/operation cockpit in middle of it.
The vampire arrived at the area and prompty stepped into the seat. His "ghost" projects from the machine, though it was barely visible and much larger than him. He implanted thoughts into my mind somehow, and asked a very dangerous question. He asked if I wanted to be happy, and I naturally replied yes.
I don't know if I'm controlling myself anymore, and I proceed down the floor to the end with the 2 doors while everyone silently watches me. I stop at the doors, and I choose the left one, somehow knowing it would take me to the afterlife. I gratefully thanked the vampire and stepped through the door.
Inside it is just a multicolored swirling, winding tunnel of lights that I endlessly float through, heavy-lidded. I was asked multiple questions and given a set list of destinations, though the questions and my choices for both things were very abstract and nonsensical. When I picked my "destination", I found myself waking up from a nap in a car ride and I look out the window, to see that the sun is beginning to set on a big lake or ocean, and it's a semi-cloudy day.
We just passed a dam that was next to the road, which itself was a mountainous forest road with one side being met with forested mountain and the other being the expanse of the sea. I started crying because somehow I knew I was dead now, and the area I was in was really beautiful.
I arrive at my destination, a small restaurant/home in a forest clearing with golden sunlight shining on it. I slowly step out of the car, and at this point I'm crying really hard, but not because of sadness but because of the incredible happiness I felt now. I wave goodbyes and say thank yous to whoever was driving the car, and they depart. I go inside the building, and I'm hugged by two people I faintly recognize. This is the happiest and most content I have ever felt, being surrounded in the warmth of the people I wanted to see that were waiting for me, and I stand there, tears flowing and my eyes shut, my heart truly satisfied.
This being a dream diary, however, I woke up in bed.

1/22/18(8:42AM).
I can't remember much of what happened in this dream. All I can remember is that it was a very long dream, there were people laughing at me at one point, and, unusually, that I had cried very hard at someone's death at some point in it. I tried reaching for a gun when I woke up.

1/22/18(4:16AM).
There was a false war where both ideals were not real. I was at a burial awash in white sunlight, in a grassy field, with the only tombstone there being at the foot of a large tree. The leader of our side had suddenly appeared for some reason, and people were surprised. He walked up to the large tree and was slowly decapitated by dark tentacles hidden in the top foliage of the tree.
I don't remember much after that. Some time had passed, and the world was in ruins. There were zombies around.

1/19/18(4:00AM).
I was exploring maintenance tunnels? of some sort. They were as expansive as a train station, except longer than one, and more bare. There was the occasional hostile creature that I can only remember a blur of.
I went up to a small residence built into the wall somewhere deeper in the tunnels and there was a teenage girl with long green hair and white eyelashes. She was drawing something in crayon, and I watched her for some time. The next thing I know, I'm waking up and I'm pulled close to her in her embrace, only a dim light remaining in the room. It felt really warm in there and I didn't want to leave.
I had to, however, and continued on through the tunnels. The last thing I remember is walking up to a chain link gate at an intersection for another tunnel, and feeling/hearing a sharp crack on my head and waking up.

1/18/18(4:30AM).
I had built a small house on a moving island. It was very small and I had to build it very meticulously so as to not upset the balance and tip the whole thing. After, I was free to sail the world- it was all small islands (none such as small as mine), sea, and blue skies. I found a plane crash at one point, but all that was inside the plane was space.

1/18/18(1:15AM).
I hung myself in a dark room.

1/15 ~4am
I was in a small desert city consisting of mostly tents. Daily life was depressing, there was never any meaning to it all.
One day, an absolutely massive, dark skull had come from the sky. Bigger than any manmade construct, it was comparable to a mountain. It slowly landed far off in the desert and it still looked massive there. There was nothing in it- but the eyes had a slight tint of red to it. It simply stared at our village. The last thing I remember is packing up and heading out for it, the ominous stare of the skull remaining the same.

1/13 ????
A chaotic hell conveyer and maze. The clanking of the gears never ended.

1/12 ????
The world was nice for a while. While strange in landscape as all my dreams tend to be, it was still nice. It was my fault it got ruined, somehow. There is a mountain in this world, called the Gold Mountain. It's not really made of gold, and didn't look like it either, simply just a name I suppose. It had a crater in the middle, but wasn't a volcano. In it, was a golem that was a replica of the mountain except not as big (though still massive compared to humans) that had an opening in its own crater to the technology inside. I had somehow exploited this to destroy it in the past? Then, that's where the blizzard never ended.
The golem was absent and the world was covered in snow piling only higher and higher. There were few residences left that the people lived in, but there weren't many people either... Somehow, I knew a way to a secret underground refuge that was certainly better than a regular house. I knew the exact footsteps to take to it, even. You had to go outside the house, and go diagonally left and never stop- even at water, you would have to swim through it (though the water was lukewarm for some reason.) and keep going for however long to reach a small door in the ground that would take you to it.
I told an old man about it, but also advised that he not go because he's old and wouldn't be able to make it. I then set out myself to it, and after a while I heard the front door of the home opening and closing in the distance. I was swimming through the water when the dream ends there.

1/12 ????
"rewrite history"

1/03 ????
I was at an auction in some catacombs, though they weren't underground and rather just in a brick building on a city street. I had my fun trading and doing all the regular auction business, talking to the people around me about things. The bodyguard of the auctioner was a large, butcher looking man. He was bald, and wore a torn up welding mask that didn't do many wonders in hiding his face. He wasn't all that abnormal looking under it.
For some reason, if you stayed after the auction even a single minute, he would catch you and butcher you for meat. Once the auction was near over, everyone started leaving but I wanted to stay because I hadn't gotten my things yet-- they usually gave them out early, but my stuff was being given to me very slowly. Eventually I tried to leave without my last things, only- I was one second late. That was enough to set this man against me.. why did he need me so much? He walked slowly while I was exiting the building. I already knew I was being chased somehow, so I tried running, except I was slow in my running, frustratingly slow. The city street was populated but nobody wanted to help me, and so I frantically kept trying to go faster. I saw a police station with two armored doors to pass through before getting inside and I quickly tried to get in. I locked the first door and heard him banging on it and saw him smiling through the glass. Two police officers in SWAT gear came to my aid, and they said I would be safe in it. They would wait at the first door to subdue or kill him, while I would go in the station and lock the second door as well.
While I was locking the second door, feeling relieved, the butcher twisted the first door off and threw it aside. He crushed the skulls of the officers with ease, giving me an evil grin. He slowly proceeded to the second door and tore it off, and I couldn't move. He grabbed me by the neck, lifted me up, and brought me close. The dream ends there.

1/1 ????
I was looking at a house in a distance, atop a dead tree. I was riding a bike, and had fallen off of it. I got surrounded by crows and simply looked at the bleak sky.

12/22 ????
This dream is important. I had it similarly in the past, I don't know when. It feels like so long ago that I had it. I was in an old, familiar town. I don't know why I was so familiar with it, I don't... think I'd ever been in it. There was an attic in this one house full of things familiar to me, pictures, bats, hockey sticks, all covered in dust and old.
My old room? I don't remember having a room like that. It had toys in it. Some pictures. Bunk beds. Other paraphernilia I can't remember. My brother was different in this dream. He was looking around the house, but he wasn't like himself, but he was still familiar. I was panicking and freaked out and had to leave this house. I've been to that house before. I don't remember it, but I've definitely been there. Lived there, even. And my brother. He was like that once upon a time- not insane, and actually calm, friendly, brotherly. These must be my missing memories.
But I left this house in a panic, I'm no longer there. And so layer 1 begins. I am on a dark forested road, going at a fast speed. Scraping my knees across it. There's a house after a while in a neighborhood. I'm familiar with it in the dream sense. There's clouds on top of it, and a noose extending from it. I take hold of the noose, and I'm taken inside the clouds.
Inside, there is the girl I love. Long, pale blond hair, red eyes, and a simple white dress- barely even a dress. It could be mistaken as a sheet with the necessary holes cut into them.
The clouds were more spacious on the inside than they appeared outside. There was an ever present, dim red light that covered everything, but no light source for it. There was a central platform with a table and 2 chairs, and a tea set. Several dark lakes around, possibly blood. I spent a lot of time with this girl, I love her a lot. We occasionally watch outside the clouds, seeing the world outside. The neighborhood she lives in is dead, of course. There's nobody around anymore. It's just us here.

12/17 ????
I don't want to write this up. It's been a while. I will just grab the necessary keywords I wrote.
forget the feeling of the drill in it i had my eyes pulled out of my head my body mechanized i can still hear the constant grinding and pounding of the factory and everything looking at me and the rogue ai disallowing my escape we were moving from a smaller factor that produced eyeballs (that always stared at me for some reason) to a bigger one because we had the money the AI that controlled it went rogue, and stole my eyes and converted them into mechanical ones, and forcefully shoved them in my socket everybody else in the factory was gruesomely decimated into their base forms, that being meat it was really noisy, constant grinding and pounding some people were turned into abominations and put in a gallery where they would endlessly suffer, and the AI would snatch people outside the factory to do more horrible things there were giant speakers on the outside now, hurting people and brainwashing them AI of a factory took over all the systems and converted everything painful stole our eyes art gallery thing to save myself from death

12/16/17(????) i dont want to write it all take the keywords take them
gathered papers around an area where everybody's trying to kill each other, go to a run down church in the distance the door has like words scratched into it i cover the words with blood because that's what I needed to do it slams open and some kinda darkness starts pouring but then everything kinda 'resets' and the doors open and I'm still standing there I go in and there's this big cross with rose stems all over it but no actual petals surrounded by all the church pews I get an idea to tie myself onto this cross, which somehow prompts everyone in the area to come to the church then a preacher and his 2 identical twin preacher brothers come up center and start an weird end of the world eulogy then they start slamming my head into a piece of rebar sticking out the pole because a sacrifice was needed for something and the earth suddenly appears in the sky above us everyone was taken to an alternate world and unable to return then out of the very back of the church behind the altar comes like things I can't even remember- all black, many teeth and four legs everyone starts rushing to get out panicky and I'm consumed by this wave of whatever while the priests are laughing but the dream doesn't end there, I'm treated to watching these people make their way around this new world while having spiky balls lobbed at them and explode from behind there was kinda a flashback to my face before I got killed by whatever it was and I was screaming and that's where it ends Collecting papers. Run down hell church, a sacrifice of blood, tied to cross, head stuck onto iron pole, mysterious person appears when everyone has been gathered, earth appears above us in the sky, when at this church everything was unleashed, I opened the scratched up incantation door with blood and the night before that the blood church i was tied to a cross with rose thorns all over it someone kept slamming the back of my head into the part of cross with an iron stake sticking out on it

11/28/17(??:??PM). I was in an old childhood home on a rooftop, with my family also there. I was outside with my brother and sitting on a bench when some electrical fizzing noises came from the direction of the billboard/letter signs that were on the rooftop. My brother went over to investigate, and I heard a yell and a thudding noise. I went over to look and there was a robed man holding an electrical pole that looked like this. The pointy end was the charged side. It had a charge strong enough to knock out a person, and it would pierce them somewhat, but it wouldn't really do any fatal damage unless in a very well placed spot.
When he saw me, he just kept trying to force a voice out, telling me about the virtues of the weapon he was using, how it's really easy and effective, and it can make noises to draw people over (the electrical fizz was the weapon). I agreed with him on these points, and the strange thing about this whole situation was that we were both really casual in a weird way. Not exactly like nothing was wrong, but more like we didn't really care. He then told me to go inside and put some shoes on, since I shouldn't be standing outside barefooted.
While I was inside putting shoes on, my sister had gone outside and subsequently been killed by a blow to the head from the man, though I still had no sense of urgency or worry. When I went back outside, the man told me to cut up my sister and put her pieces in a garbage bag and throw her away, which I did with little issue either physically or mentally. I threw her body off the rooftop after doing the prior tasks. My brother then woke up, but he didn't really say or do anything. I don't know when, but while the grounds of our home was still the same (rooftop) we were now on the ground, with a driveway and in a neighborhood. I then saw my grandfather walking by on a sidewalk and my brother and I rushed to him, surprised that he was still alive only to find that it wasn't really him, just one of eight identical sons.
The murderer was still there, but he was preparing to leave. He had a motorcycle around the back of the house when he arrived and got on it, said goodbye to me and I said have a nice day in reply, and he drove off. After I couldn't see him anymore, I heard screams of a girl and saw police cars following. A few cops arrived at home as well as paramedics, who went inside and retrieved my father who had somehow been fatally injured and dying the entire time. They airlifted him to a tall wooden tower that had no walls; just stairs and platforms. It was a bit shaky.
A police car took me and my brother on a long silent ride to the tower, and I was desperately hoping my father would finally die. When we finally arrived, a woman with long dark hair in glasses and a lab coat led us up the tower. I almost stumbled and fell a few times on the way up, and I remember just looking listlessly at the world getting further and further away from me, with the red light of sunset illuminating it all, and a strange yellow haze obscuring it all. I heard music playing faintly during my whole trip up, Crazy Sunshine from The Pillows, I believe.
At the top, on a operating table with only a masked doctor next to it, laid my comatose father. My brother hunched over and whispered things to my father, almost crying. I did nothing except stand there, but then my whole vision was getting disoriented while I stared at my father with disappointment. I lost my balance and fell off the tower. The last thing I remember is just letting my fall happen, my back to the ground as I felt the wind whipping past me and watched the tower speed past me.

11/25/17(2:37PM). various dreams: being on a boat that had a desert environment, being chased around and beaten and killed by people with a lot of resources, laying in bed with a TV sticking out of my stomach and waking up (still dreaming) to see that it isn't there but now i'm plugged into a very cobwebbed power outlet and there are signs of heavy age everywhere and i feel like i need to get up but if i do so someone will be very angry

11/20/17(11:29AM). I was cursed by the gods. Left on the earth with no more structures remaining, the earth morphed into a surrealist nightmare. I was given a car and a "starting point" at my home's driveway. There were 3 other people who accompanied me, but they never spoke, only to condemn me. Just mere vessels of the vindictive deities who thought it virtuous to at least give me a fighting chance. I was supposed to reach a certain location by a certain time, in this unusual world prowling full of the strangest creatures. Sirens left without lungs and given bodies of spiders, false angels with their wings still intact, etc...
After my street, which only my house stood on now, the rest being grass or trees, the world's corruption had became visible. There was only one street that shot straight forward, and no trees in sights, only grassy plains with the occasional indescribably large structure. In the completely clear sky, there were holes of darkness- I could see the stars through them. This was what I was doomed to; a failing and unknown Earth. These holes would get bigger over time and the scenery behind them changed at least once, I saw diamond tiles, gnashing teeth, and eyes all separately.
I rode in the car quietly, having made one of my deific mannequins drive the car. I just simply sat and stared out the window for a long time. Eventually, we reached new territory: lands of crystal and ice. The one road remained with the area around it being relatively flat, but further from that was spikes and crystalline columns everywhere. Here, I died once.
The aforementioned creatures had descended upon the car and tore it apart- my companions did not make a single noise although they did try to fight back. I also tried to fight back with just a sawn-off shotgun, but it didn't get me very far. I eventually got caught by a spider siren and torn from limb to limb slowly until I found myself standing in my driveway again, with the companions with me. The timer didn't reset. My time was running out still and the gods were laughing at me. I took the car again and rode out, following the same routine. I barely scraped past the crystal land this time, and met my demise to a similar situation in a land of black stone and crags (road remained the same). The last I remember is more laughing as I felt rumbling beneath my feet and seeing even larger holes in the skies while at my driveway.

11/19/17(10:43AM). The world was being corrupted by a supernatural epidemic that was slowly morphing the world and petrifying its inhabitants; the world was slowly becoming more horror-like, being darker, labyrinthine, with structures that make no sense. The petrification process was slow, and when I was in the dream, only my hand was useless. The beginning of this new world, or rather the origin, was someone I discovered in a dim, murky hallway dyed in blood. It was a girl with long, black hair hanging from a noose in the middle of it. The noose slowly moved forward through the ceiling to in front of my face, and she stared into my eyes. The top of the ceiling flew off (though the girl still stayed there) and out from the ground came the various "buds" of corruption that would start the end of the world that I resided in now. I don't remember much of any action except that my teeth were sore after waking up, meaning I had been grinding them quite a bit. I do remember being in a dingy hotel room with tan walls and yellow lighting, leaning against a wall/half sitting on a chair near the door, and sweating while loading my last few shells into a sawn off shotgun clumsily, as my hand was frozen. There was a child saying unintelligible nonsense but he was completely harmless and just a victim of the world. I also remember having some sort of last dinner with lots of alcohol and such as a type of final grand feast before I went out to die.

11/11/17(6:29AM). I was aboard a small spaceship with two other people that never talked. The sun was hidden behind something and about to come out, so I suited up and got inside a spherical attachment on the ship that was encased in glass. When the sun came out, it was lighting up the whole space for a few minutes, then it was dark. I was now descending deeper and deeper into some sort of darkness. I felt myself transforming into an eldritch being, but it didn't really hurt. At the bottom was many creatures like myself, except they were never originally human. I heard the voice of the boss, which I never got to saw. A lengthy conversation took place, but I can only remember something like "We subjugate the humans not because we need it or because we can, but because they can kill us.". After that, I left through an ordinary doorway that was just in the middle of all the darkness. I woke up back on the space ship, in the sphere, and I went back inside the ship. I tried telling my shipmates what I saw, but there was no reply as I expected. I then suddenly found myself as a part of the ground on Earth, like I had been sleeping there so long that it had decided to grow on and around me. I laid there, staring at the sky for a long time. There were roots and such creaking and breaking as I got up.

11/9/17(4:30PM). I don't remember much, just being in a graveyard where the ground is covered in tall white flowers, with many sakura blossoms littering the place. The graves themselves were pearly white, and the area was a sort of downward slope converging into a small overlook with a white fence. There was nothing past the fence, just sky as far as you looked any direction. I was holding a knife and bloodied all over.

10/27/17(??:??PM). Too lazy to write a full version.

10/13/17(9:19PM). I walked into a clearing after wandering through a dense forest for a long time. The sun was beginning to set a little bit, so the clearing had an almost golden glow to it. I saw two people who were having a wedding, and I couldn't see their faces. A small stream was separating us, but I jumped over it and proceeded to the middle of the clearing and turned the woman around. I still couldn't see her face- it was obscured by random noise. I then started punching her while the also faceless groom was cluelessly fiddling with some kind of strange giant tech block. I knocked the woman to the ground and got on top of her, continuing to ferociously smash her skull in, pulverizing it all with my fists until I was hitting the ground of the forest. The groom was now nowhere to be seen, it was like he had simply just disappeared. I interacted with the block and ended up in some kind of empty hospital dancing hall. There were only a scant few people, and the amount of light trickling through the window was small and all blue-tinted as well, lending the room a very depressing feel. I myself was in a chair, unable to move. I was hooked up to all sorts of medicinal equipment as well as wearing some kind of mask. All I could do was just look around.

10/9/17(??:??)??. I am me. I am the real me, and me simultaneously. Everything isn't right. Why is my heart feeling this? I'm seeing through everything and not through everything. It's almost like, in this village of eternal sunset, my home set at the tree tops and also within the streets, is simultaneously glass and stone. I am being forced to sell off my PS1 for college funds? My heart feels stress. Everything is still not right. I need to go to the end of the sunset. I keep seeing through everything. It goes all to the sunset atop the water between the mountains. What is this village? It isn't right. My heart feels a heavy sadness. I look at my phone. An impossible server exists. I look at it, but I'm not seeing. The real me is seeing. I'm not. I am starting to feel an extremely heavy nostalgia and sadness now. My head isn't right... I'm seeing through everything. This is the real me? I'm me right now though. What's at the end of the sunset why does the sunset have an end can my heart really feel these things am I me am I real me what is this village this isn't right everything's not right everything fades into blocks I feel sad I feel sad I feel sad I can't discern any form anymore it's all blocks and spinning and my head hurts and I feel sad why am I so sad why is my nostalgia so heavy why is my heart stretching this isn't me what are these pictures and text I'm not allowed to see but I am allowed to see stop it stop it stop it my head hurts hurts hurts you're wearing it out too much

10/4/17(10:35AM). I was dragged off by my neck with chains into a never ending, circling dungeon hallway. At set intervals there were gates that I had to get through before they closed leaving me to starve to death in them. There were constantly traps about, of several varieties, such as bombs dropping from the ceiling, the gates closing extremely fast when I get under them, bear traps, etc. They were all not very functional at the beginning, but the further in I got, the more effective they got. There was an announcer talking about the miles I've ran, the traps I survived, and apparently cameras for a class of students to watch me. I was apparently setting an example punishment. I gradually got worn down and damaged from all the constant, desperate running and occasional hits by the traps (missing a jaw from a spear trap, leg taken by a bear trap, arrows in back) and finally shoved my head into a bear trap, severing it at the neck and ending my suffering. The last thing I remember hearing is some sort of fanfare and the announcement that I ran 59 miles (or gates?) before I had died.

10/3/17(10:19AM). I can't remember much, but I do remember conversing with a girl with very long, blond hair on an empty city street at night. I think we were talking about lost money, when a lone motorcycle comes speeding through, being ridden by a strange maid. She ripped the girl's heart out of her chest without even getting off the motorcycle and it was like the whole thing had happened in slow motion, and turned to a stop after doing so. The maid stared at me with a stoic expression for several moments before riding off. I started to hide the body in a side alley and headed off to an alcohol shop after unceremoniously dumping it in the alley. Just outside the shop, I met the girl again, and she was smirking this time. She said something like "I can't believe you've forgotten about me already.". I hugged her for some reason, and the dream ends there.

10/2/17(10:51AM). Someone led me into a control center of sorts, all the panels and equipment being black with dark orange and red tones. The room itself didn't have any lighting at all besides equipment strewn everywhere. On the various screens around were several clips of what appeared to be memorials to certain people I can't quite remember, except for one, which was just watching a boy run through some kind of industrial trap-filled maze.
After watching for some time, I was taken out of the room on a ride somewhere. The van we were riding in had a fair amount of space in the back, with a small couch and curtains on the windows. Outside, it had been dark and the sky was a bit red. There was scaffolding just outside the building complex that the control center was in, and it seemed like a mech was being built in the middle of it. When we left the area, the roads got raised fairly high, and it wasn't hard to see why. There wasn't any land to see and the seas were constantly raging, with whirlpools and such. I remember seeing a big crystalline structure far off in the distance, with a mech encased in it.

9/30/17(6:03AM). I was in a very, very large castle/lab hybrid area. There were elevators, stairs, pulleys, doors, conveyers, etc. absolutely everywhere. I took one of the myriad elevators scattered about and was met with a room where 2 people were succumbing to a large number of leeches and giant maggots, blood being strewn about the place. I was suddenly pushed in by a scientist and the door was closed. I, with the little help of the barely alive people got the door back open and into the elevator, but I got several leeches on me as well as the body of one person in the elevator before the door closed. I remember feeling weaker and weaker as the elevator descended before the dream ended.

9/15/17(5:16AM). The second time and continuation of a recurring dream. In the first part of this dream that I can't remember much of, the world was absolutely ruined. There was not any more ground to live on, which meant everybody had to live on massive ships. There were still strange cliff faces where people occasionally carved out caves and living holes in. Food was synthesized from the water and fishes. The water was murky and gross, so there was not much drinking water. There was no more sunlight. The ship I was on was incredibly poor and one of the last few ones remaining. There were many people, but the count and motivation was dwindling. However, there was a small hope for this world. Somewhere in the world, there was a sort of wishing door, where God would grant your two wishes for a new world and create it.
This second part starts off near the end of the journey. I was talking to some people on my ship and planning a strategy, when some important person on the ship had somehow died and absorbed into the ship. We tried pulling him out to no great success, instead the ship flipped over and we lost a few more people, but the ship unflipping wasn't a difficult process. In this world, there was a massive cliff cave that a giant old lady lived in. The cave, upon entering, looked like an enormous supermarket. It was full of food and water but the lady was incredibly greedy so it was difficult to get anything out of her. Last time I had this dream, we were unable to get anything from her. This time, we had managed to get a full pack of bottled water with some old world money that was still left, and we departed on the last journey. There were no more guards at this location. In the last dream, it had been heavily guarded for some particular reason, and I had a vision of past worlds created with the door. They were all happy and prosperous. Back to the current dream, the place was deserted. It was a large open space that you entered through a massive iron door with engravings. There wasn't anything special about the area, it was dark and murky and an oddity was that it was completely circled by the endless cliffs. It also just faded into darkness, water and all and you could see a silver gate in the distance. Everyone on board of the ship suddenly got this vision of how all the created worlds were: past incarnations of this current one. The wishes would restart the current world in a sense, but...
Several visions of what had happened flash through all of us. The God would always ruin them. The last time the world was created, the people of it died due to aggressive creatures riding on beasts similar to wolves coming from the sea. They slaughtered everybody, the water started killing everybody that touched it, and land started breaking apart. This is what it means to reform the old world. Everybody on the ship immediately changed their mind, begrudgingly, and started panicking and worrying about what to do now, but they shortly went to sleep because it was really late and everybody had been awake for a long time.
I stayed up and took out a row boat and rowed into the darkness. The darkness was solid, you could walk on it, and so I did. I started walking to the far-off gate when the God appeared to me with just his head. He started talking to me about how I don't care about the events of the previous world and how I don't care about the people I know in this current one while laughing at me. Apparently the world gets purged everywhere except the darkness when it gets remade, meaning I would be the only one left over. It is true that I did not mind this, so I kept walking. The god stayed with me as he found me interesting and kept talking about more stuff I don't remember.
Finally, after a long walk, I reached the gate. The area was steeped in pitch black darkness. It was ominously silent, and I could only see a faint glimpse of the area I had come from. I talked with the God some about what I do now and he gave me a "key". It was a thick wooden stick with multiple different shapes and components to it, and I had to trace it all with a thin wooden stick, which would take some time. I was thinking about how to make my wishes absolutely safe so the God couldn't corrupt them, and making sure I didn't screw up the tracing by lifting my stick at all or saying it was finished early. The dream ends about when I was nearly done with my tracing while everybody on the ship far behind was starting to wake up.

9/13/17(11:59PM). A few parts. One, I visited my father's grave deep within a twisted concrete labyrinth with multiple levels and felt nothing. Someone commented on this and I didn't say anything.
Two, I was in a rather odd school. In one of the classes, I was in what was almost a combination of a butcher's shop and a gymnasium, the best way to describe it. I murdered every person in it, except one. I didn't intentionally leave her alive, but she fought really hard and desperately but couldn't stop me and I decided not to kill her just because I could. I went about my day while watching the one spiral into depression and anger. She was incredibly angry at me, which I liked to watch. During the lunch time,(the cafeteria was just this really long bar) somehow, she had gotten me found out and I was put on death row, even though no one really believed her. I think it was because someone had made a joke about being a murderer and I laughed it off, saying no and they laughed too, which angered the desperate girl beyond belief. The lunch lady served me a last meal and the dream ends about there.

9/8/17(6:41AM). I was on a space station that was fairly home-y; meaning it had a lot of comforts to it so it wasn't so cold and hostile like space stations usually are. It still had that element however, just not quite so strong. Multiple things happened on the space station: I found that my mother is not my real mother through a bottle somehow, I watched a video of my life, and the population on the station gradually went down to only me through various things I had done. The people on the station never interacted with me and they bore no important faces. The station was completely lonely, and I simply wandered the expansive corridors for a long time. It was a long circle type station, so it looped. I remember a strange slime-like creature somehow getting into the station and, not exactly being a threat to me. I knew it was dangerous but I did nothing about it and it didn't really do anything to me, for some time. Eventually, while I was just sitting in the living quarters of the space station, just staring at my handiwork of a bloody corpse, the slime overtook me. It solidifies parts of it around my wrists and legs rendering me unable to escape, but that wasn't necessary. I didn't care. It kept crawling up and covering my whole body, but I still did nothing about it. It got up to my face and obscured my vision and started suffocating me but I did nothing to stop this. I woke up after I started feeling my brain being corrupted somehow.
The video I watched was a little strange. It had wear and damage because it was recorded a long time ago, and no sound. There were only 2 clips that I remember: One where I was simply playing in some brightly lit area with 2 other children (I was not a child here) and the camera was panned up so you could only see the sky, the heads of the children and my upper torso and head. I looked at the camera and my face darkened before the movie quickly cut to the next one. The other clip was taken from the ground of the station- someone had left the camera on the ground. It was unfocused and I was wandering around in the background, new to the station at the time. I noticed the camera on the ground and walked up to it, crouched and looked into the camera. I can't remember why, or exactly what my face looked like, but my heart feels a pang of terror trying to recall it.

9/4/17(11:39AM). I burned my entire village down. I watched them all melt and cry for help in the blaze with little regret. I had a heart clenched in my hand which I kept slamming a stone against it as I walked on a forest bridge aimlessly. My legs got so, so heavy and I was getting very tired. I still kept walking and still kept slamming the stone and heart together however. It made a nice noise. I was being leered at by eyes from the darkness, but I didn't care.

9/3/17(6:13PM). I was stuck on a bed, unable to move, but able to browse Discord somehow. In there, my worst fears had been realized. Then I started hearing voices and my head started hurting- I got out of bed and got outside the room, only to see a hallway not unlike a sewer. I kept running and the voices kept going and kept getting louder while my head was still hurting. I was hearing of things like "purchases" and "stop it" and "end it all" and a piercing ringing started going through my head. I fell to my knees, clutching my head as the voices got louder, clawing at the floor. I eventually got up and went to a wall and started bashing my head on it. I felt it cracking, shattering, caving in as I watched the blood stain on the wall get bigger and messier and I kept slamming my skull in until I woke up doing the same in real life.

8/31/17(7:23AM). Took a 20 minute nap today. I kept waking up from a dream every few minutes and so several days have already passed. In the dream itself, I was a robot slowly downloading programs. After they finished downloading, I disconnected myself from some wires and then woke up. I would fall back to sleep quickly to face darkness for a long time as machinery hummed until the next time I woke up. The last dream before I finished the nap was the same as the others, except "LOSE IT ALL" kept appearing and blinking all over my screen and I was forced to disconnect.

8/28/17(2:59PM). I can't remember much, but I was at the top of an incredibly tall and thin white tower. It was all quiet except for wind blowing around, and the landscape was nowhere to be seen, it was just all obscured by clouds. The sun was high above but it wasn't bright or hot at all. I can also only barely remember being fired at from random directions and being unable to take cover due to the thinness of the tower, so I was forced to endure the pain and bleed out.

8/24/17(6:37PM). I was in a ruined, blazing city desperately clinging to survival as the city was swarming with strange creatures. Completely black, with slender bodies and no eyes, they were everywhere. Some of them had managed to craft rudimental guns that fired very slowly, but were still a threat. I was constantly being chased and escaping through tight vents and crawl spaces (they wouldn't go through them for some reason) trying to do something that I can't remember. Near the end of the dream, I was trying to run to a train station entrance with a large barricade that had a small crawl space when I got grabbed by the leg and fell down by one of the creatures. The many other things in this area also took notice and started slowly swarming around me. I was firing my pistol wildly and desperately, screaming when someone came in and saved me. They got me to the crawlspace while holding off the swarm, and then disappeared. I started taking a few moments to rest when my heart stopped cold. Looking at the crawlspace, I saw that these things were learning to move through them. I ran down the stairs, and they were longer than a normal train station's. After a while, I came upon a labyrinthine laboratory. It was dirty and desolate, and I carefully made my way through the paths laid about. I saw various damaged, almost alien pieces of equipment and upturned surgery tables and bloodstains wherever I went. I found a staircase upwards and proceeded up, only to be met with the exit out being covered in a large swarm of the creatures. They took notice and slowly advanced while I dashed down the stairs. The area was now different- there was a somewhat open area with a large vertical space with several square shaped pillars dotted about. There were 2 other pathways leading outwards and I went through one, only to be met with a swarm. I ran even faster to the other pathway and there was a swarm at the end of that one too. I went back to the main area, and collapsed by a pillar, breathing heavily.
Damning the entire world, I was shaking and crying, begging for some way out of this. My shitty 9 millimeter couldn't save me from this- I was out of ammo and it is a weak weapon. There was an ammo box, but it was on top of a pillar cut off halfway, and there was no possible way for me to reach it. I stayed on my knees, pounding my hands on the floor, trying to break out somehow, with my hands bleeding and breaking as I scratched and punched. The creatures were now visible at the pathways and I only stopped cold, nothing left in my mind now. Some creatures were clad in medical paraphernalia while others simply held scalpels or syringes. The dream ends about there.

8/11/17(11:46AM). I was stuck running through a dungeon full of destructive traps, giant rats, and human-consuming flesh worms. I think I had some companions with me, but they died to the traps. After a while, I eventually reached the end of it, which was a large wood boat parked at dock. I got on it and got out as fast I could. Outside, it was raining and dark. I was in a deep canal between two cities and the water was very turbulent. I eventually made my way out to open sea, where the water was still extremely turbulent. An octopus had hitched a ride at some point and I attempted to throw it off multiple times, but it kept getting back on. While I had my back turned and talking to myself, my vision went dark and I felt my head being squeezed by the octopus. I was taken by surprise and fell off the ship, the squeezing getting tighter as I claw at the tentacles, desperately trying not to breathe the water and drown.

8/8/17(8:31AM). I was in on an island completely surrounded by water that was always extremely turbulent, and I nearly drowned in it multiple times when I went off the island. It was a full moon lit night, and there were some people around.
One part of the dream, I was swimming in a pool on the island. For some reason, my body stopped working, and I fell under, my vision darkening somewhat and my lungs filling with water. Above me, I could see the full moon, a little bit big but not entirely. I laid at the bottom of the pool with my life slowly extinguishing when someone pulled me out and saved me.
Another part of the dream, there were huge waves constantly battering at me while I was barely holding onto a chain link fence in the middle of this sea. Wave after wave kept pulling me under, and I clearly remember how it felt to be drowning and helpless against this power. During all this, I was staring at the full moon. It was very, very big, just above the horizon of the water.
The final part of the dream, someone confessed their love for me, and I turned it down in not very good a manner and someone else chided me for it. I went to that person later in the night, and apologized, and they wanted to have a mech battle. I agreed to this, and went to pilot mine. It wasn't very big, only about 15 feet tall. The other person's mech was impossibly huge- several times the size of my own, and we went out far away from the island, flying above the constantly raging water. The person spoke of how I would be his before we did battle, but I didn't say anything. The full moon was at its largest, but half of it was cut off by the horizon. The actual battle itself was difficult. I was struggling to dodge every one of his absolutely massive sword swings, and he was shouting some nonsense the entire time. Eventually, I spotted a secret button in my cockpit next to the firing mechanisms. I hit it just as he swung his weapon, and my mech turned into a small sword and clashed with his attack. Incredibly bright flashing happened, his weapon was stopped, and my perspective went over to the other person's. He was thinking that he finally had gotten me, when he noticed that his weapon arm wasn't moving any further. He started yelling, but nothing came out. The sounds of the world were completely silent. A white flash started wiping him out slowly, and he cried a few tears before being obscured, and said some audible words in the silence that I don't remember. The dream ends there.

8/6/17(10:28AM). I was a dungeon explorer that had taken up a strange request at the guild. There was only a location on the paper and it was just titled "homunculus request". I head out to the dungeon's main entrance, and step inside. The dungeon itself looked like a white glass forest, with the sun shining brightly, even though it was underground. There were no dangers and I reached the request location fairly easily. It was a small open space, with three people that had brought chairs and a sofa and were speaking nonsense. I was made aware that this would be extremely dangerous and that even just living to tell the tale would be a great benefit. In the middle of the room, there was a heart suspended by a rope, and it fell out of the rope. Silence fell over everyone, and the heart started slowly morphing into a small boar with empty eyes. One person went over to interact with it, and they just dropped dead. The monster transformed again into a dark red octopus that stood on its tentacles, with a robe covering its "body". I started running as it slayed everyone else in the room, and it didn't bother chasing me. I got out of the dungeon and sealed the entrance.

8/5/17(9:04AM). I was a patient or visitor in some mostly white facility with the occasional flora out for display. Even in the courtyard, there was not much life to speak of. I don't know why I was at this place, and I simply walked around for a while until I found a young girl to talk to. Talking to them was strange, they would not give me any useful information and then they asked me a question. I could not move and I was presented the choice of "avoiding" this existence, or continuing this existence. I picked the former option, and the girl giggled and said that the researchers would get so much information from me. I was taken to an empty white room where they started taping down plastic to cover the floor and walls, and they brought in a few pieces of furniture along with a TV. I was told that I would be here for 2 days after which I would die, and that I was free to do whatever to entertain myself in that time period. Before leaving, the researchers thanked me for some reason and then I was locked in the room, left all alone.

7/29/17(1:27AM). Last night's dream is related to this night's, if not the same, however, I do remember more details this time. In the dream, we (I and the only person that exists to me) both stare at a red-tainted moon and start going crazy. With a knife, I wander around looking for blood to drain, while laughing and shaking and muttering about the "crimson blood lotus sprouting". The other supported me from the back lines somehow.
In real life, I was grabbing the rails on the end of my bed and grinding against it, laughing and muttering. Eventually I started sleepwalking towards the moon and then woke up, still with a strong urge to view the moon. I went and looked, but there was no moon.

7/28/17(8:25AM). I can't remember too much, but I do remember it being chaotic. What I do remember is getting hard over some sadomasochism and telling someone, shakily with a strange tone that "I reeeaaaaally like hurting people~", and killing lots of people with my bare hands. Woke up really early in the morning, about 1:25 AM.

7/23/17(??:??PM). I can't remember much at this time of writing, since it was roughly 12 hours ago, but I do remember piloting a submarine freighter in the dead of night, amidst enemy territory. I had loaded several people on and was trying to escape, when I heard an explosion and my vision blacked out. The next thing I remember, I was falling underwater, my breath being stolen away by the depths. The bottom of the water was strangely flat and concrete, and had a dim glow to it. There, I saw the people I was taking out dead with bullet holes in their heads, and people in strangely futuristic robe-like armor and helms. They locked onto me and captured me. My vision was gone again, and time skipped forward some.
I was now in a ratty alley, with a cardboard entrance. I was thoughtlessly playing a gameboy game on a bad CRT TV atop a milk crate. The game itself had bad 3D graphics, and only showed a customizable creature floating across a parallax image background set to mode 7 to look 3D. You could press start to open up several options to change the creature's looks, and select to restart to default, but that was about it. I suddenly heard some rustling, quickly took my game, and ran.

7/16/17(??:??AM). I was in a really run down and overgrown classroom, most everything had some kind of plant on it, and there was a teacher teaching something I can't remember. All of the other classmates had no faces and were just staring straight ahead. As the lesson went on, some fire ants started crawling out of the works and some faceless students glanced at me occasionally but I didn't pay it any mind. Even later into the lesson, various parts of the classroom broke apart, hundreds of thousands of fire ants crawling out while all the faceless people in the room fixated on me. The teacher wasn't present anywhere and I started getting covered and bitten all over by ants- this feeling was extremely real, and I woke up, but I was still seeing ants and trying desperately to rip and scratch away at my skin until I had fully settled into the waking world.

6/12/17(5:01AM). I was in a grand church of stone, perhaps even a cathedral from how big it was. Orange light was pouring through only one side of the stained glass windows, which detailed important moments in my life. As I slowly proceeded down the aisle of the cathedral, holy music being played quietly on an organ, myself taking in the art on the glass, I noticed that there was a baptismal stand filled with blood at the end. I walked up to it and noticed that there was an ornate, golden crane hovering above it, and I stood there for some time as the music quietly faded out. The crane slowly creaked and whined down to the stand, and as it was slowly rustling its way down, the organ had started "rewinding"- playing the music it was before, but backwards. The crane withdrew a baby from the pool of blood and then crushed it right in front of my eyes. I woke up around that point.

6/4/17(11:28AM). I can't remember anything solid. I was in a dank corridor with pipes, trying to find something to cut open the pipes with. When I had finally done that and stuck my finger through one, someone or something had awoken and started charging and breaking through the walls of these corridors. I kept dying, but I couldn't wake up or escape. After a while, I was suddenly in a cavernous area made of paper, with stalagmites and stuff. There were long haired humanoids with claws and no skin, only pure black. They were running everywhere and doing hit and run tactics on me. I had a knife with me and I was trying to kill them all. I also kept dying here, but couldn't wake up. After multiple deaths trying to go further into the paper cave, I found the "mother"- essentially a giant black mass with claws. It had a few trees around it. I stabbed and slashed at the mother multiple times until I was suddenly transported.
I found myself in a dark area, with no ground yet I can still stand. Weird, colorful patterns float around below me and above me. There was a door behind me, and in front of me, written on the ground in glowing letters, were diary entries. There was a door next to each one of these. As I got further down the "road" of diary entries, the writer seemed more and more mentally gone. The last diary entry had nothing in it, but it still had a door. I went through this door, and it disappeared. I turned monochrome somehow, and an un removable mask was on me, as well as a strange robe. This area was dark, except I glowed a little bit, being able to see around me. It was a tight maze with cloth patterns and bloodstains. I felt extremely bad about this area when I had entered and tried to break out. The diaries were written by me. That's all I can remember.

5/8/17(??:??AM). I was a student of a large and special school that took on students with incredible magic powers. My life was about as normal as it could be until I happened upon some secret meeting of teachers and suspicious people at night. The meeting went awry, but nobody was hurt. One of the teachers used a magic to distract everyone- the dome of fortune. It would surround everyone with strange rotating threads that had hieroglyphics of some sort on them. My dome was covered in the one for death. I was marked as the Avatar of Blood. I ran away from the meeting, only one or two teachers having noticed me. The next day, when I went to the school, I was in the furthest reaches of it when I got called out as a threat to everyone. Absolute hell descended upon me. Teacher and student alike were trying to eliminate me, and the sky was turbulent and turning orange/red. I went on a slaughter-filled escape from the massively large school, clawing everybody I happened upon into pieces even if they were innocent as I tried to navigate the large labyrinthine complex. I ended up in the office of one of my favorite teachers somehow, and I tried to kill him without thinking. We got locked into a battle with no end until I finally saw an opportunity to escape and I ran. My slaughter continued until I had finally reached the school's exit and disappeared for no one to find.
Several months later, the house that I used to stay at near the school has erected a large fence and the only way in was through a very tall grass area lined with fences on the top of the house. The mother in the house had cast me off when the incident happened and barricaded everything. The two or three other children had also gotten marked as avatars of blood, but I was the only one to know. I went to the school and got on its roof so I could jump my way to the top of the house. While I was jumping on treetops and such a teacher had followed me, and he started trying to shoot me down. The sky turned dark once again and I continued dodging his massive volleys of arrows until I got to the house. There were people on top having a pool party, and some of the teacher's arrows landed on the house, but nobody noticed yet. I snuck through the area until I found the entrance inside the house, and when I had gotten in, I saw dead people and the mother cowering with her children. The door into this small room had suddenly burst open, and rifle-wielding grunts with strange armor came in the room, and shot them down without a second thought. I had led them to the house somehow. I don't remember anything after this point.

5/5/17(12:54AM). I was an amnesiac man living in a somewhat dilapidated city, with only a single room to his name. In the room was a wood chipper, a crappy table and a few chairs, a really big grindstone and a strap in the middle of it with a chair facing away with it. Occasionally, when in the room, I would suddenly remember bits of my life before amnesia, and I was a brutal murderer. I remember slowly cutting people's heads off with some kind of finger saw, also chipping their extremities away with a finger chipper, and shoving them in the chipper feet-first. While drinking with some people in here, I had suddenly ordered everyone to get out, leaving only me and a woman. She had sat in the grindstone chair for some reason, and I was remembering my life again. I strap her head to the grindstone and walk over to a big lever near the room's entrance. I said something like "Sorry, you caused this" and then slammed the lever on and the back of the woman's skull started slowly getting grinded away, then the rest of her head, and then the whole body got dragged in and just about exploded outwards, leaving a massive mess of viscera strewn about the room.

4/15/17(12:29AM). I was staying up really late one night, except the night wasn't really ever ending. It was just getting kind of darker. There was, for some reason, a weird person in my room. X's for eyes, white skin, a wide smile, sharp teeth, and pure black hair. I didn't know how he had got there or when, but for some reason, I was comfortable around him. He used my lap like a pillow and we had spoken about particular things very archaically. I showed him my sketchbook, and he said that it was morbid and he liked it. I told him I had to sleep for school and he said okay and I went into bed. I woke up shortly after, and he was just stretched across the floor of my room, sleeping peacefully. I went downstairs and my mother was extremely worried. She was asking why there was some weird guy in the house and why he had just asked her how to effectively char-broil eyes. For some reason, when she was talking about the eyes, I could see nothing except a vision of a heavily glitched/pixelated eye flashing and bleeding. I told my mother to leave him alone or else I would leave the house. She wouldn't comply, so I woke him up and we were leaving when the dream ends.

4/5/17(6:53AM). I was standing in a classroom underground, the windows only leading to dirt. I was talking to something that wasn't there when thick, poisonous gasses start blowing in in powerful waves, almost pinning me to a wall. The gas feels like a wall all around me, and more and more keeps blowing in and tossing me about. I eventually succumbed to the poison, falling asleep or dying.

3/23/17 (10:06AM). I was the leader of some kind of "recovery effort" with a really small team on a distant planetoid. On this planetoid (sort of cartoony cosmic style- golden arcs, stars, rainbow, glass dome) were two mechanical archangels who were petty and feuding with each other. I had to convince them to stop being idiots and return back to Earth. It took some time, but they finally did stop being petty and I sent them on their, along with the rest of my team, but not myself. I continued to explore a bit more of the planetoid, cleaning it up and such. I found a few various secrets like being able to "swap" the resident archangels to different things. The resident archangel changed the appearance of the planetoid a bit, and changed the objects on it. There was a knight archangel which had beings riding upon black horses, and there was a human for this one that I also had to send back on his way with a strange piece of technology (it was some kind of platform that you had to wind up like a lawnmower- you would keep pulling and pulling until the energy in it had built up so much it would shoot you straight back to Earth) and he went off on his way back. The dream ends around there for me.

2/28/17/6:00AM). I was going through a hotel with something strange in every room, although I didn't actually check many. The last room I was in looked like a medieval prison room, with stone walls and floor, and a hole with iron bars for a window at the top of it. There was a long-haired girl being hung from the ceiling by something that looked like this. The day was slowly turning to a bright orange noon, and the room was being flooded rather beautifully with the orange light of almost night. The girl was looking down on me rather solemnly, with a sad smile on her face. There was no color in her eyes.

2/19/17(6:45AM). There is a medium sized designated area for me and many other people to be in. It is daylight, and this area is between a few trees. Many feet from us, on a hill, are many people with guns wearing weird animal masks. A few people from that side communicated with us, telling us that if we don't follow their demands, we will all be shot down. The first demand I can remember is that everybody shows two people a page from their diary, which wasn't that bad. The second one is that everybody can get out and go home if they can do something fast enough (walk out in a certain pattern in like, 10 seconds) and this one was optional, people didn't have to do it if they didn't want to. Many of the trapped people went for it and they all got shot down. Then, the final demand was that we can run out and escape, as long as we do it in 10 seconds. There was another hill nearby that was heavily wooded and if you could get to that, you were safe. I can't remember if I made it in time or not, it was extremely close.

2/9/17(~2:00PM). A disturbingly vivid dream, that I don't remember many details of at this time at writing. I do remember the world around my home being "dead", and an electric generator, that I specifically had to power. I was led into the basement by my mother, where there was a mass of wires waiting for me in the center. I don't know why I don't resist it, but the wires, moving on their own, forcibly injecting themselves into my veins and pumping some material into me. From my neck, my trachea is viciously ripped out by a big, clawed wire, and I can still very vividly remember how it felt; roughly slithering out of my neck with emptiness replacing it. After my trachea is forcibly removed, the wire shoves itself in through my neck and takes its place. The wires that have injected themselves into my arms and back, as well as the big wire, lift me up and hold me up in a cross formation as the generator starts to run, humming lowly.

2/4/17(~12:00AM and ~2:00PM respectively). Two dreams: The first dream, I was exploring some woods in which the trees were more like twisted, disgusting vines penetrating the very skies. After a while, a Mad Max-esque vehicle came barreling in and crashed into a tree, and like a clown car, dozens of Scrakes and Bloats from Killing Floor 2 started crawling out of it and going after me. I was eventually ripped to shreds and vomited all over.

Second dream, I was tasked with slaying a fire demon. I don't remember how I defeated, but after that I remember it being subdued by policemen and then it ripping its own face and chest to shreds and collapsing dead. A man came up to me while I was on a rooftop watching and took me to an isolated area, cut off from the entire world. I only had a mattress outside to sleep on, and a trailer for storage of food and other materials. The mattress and trailer were at the mouth of the endless wood that had been traversed, while the rest of the area was a small-ish hilly plains area surrounded by water. A dragon rested in the right side's water, but it wasn't hostile. There were dark tentacles writhing about in the water to the left side.

1/14/17(~9:00AM). Dimly light room (no light sources in sight) with a single, featureless metal pole in the middle. Walls are a dark grey, nearly black color, and floor is grey. I think I was stabbing something. I don't remember.

12/24/16(12:32AM). I was a weird human/dragon that could transform into things as well as modify the properties of some things. I was part of some kind of band of wanderers, with a female human leader, a male draconic person and some kind of female wolf girl, and we were currently in a weird school/military complex doing something that I don't remember. At some point, we were talking about how my abilities needed to be hidden while I was playing with some paper and marker. Somehow, a log of what we were talking about was recorded, and printed into text for some reason. We easily got a hold of them, but our next goal was "the incinerator". There were several trials and leaders on the way there, and the first obstacle we had to overcome was just a guard that would give us passes to go through the entrance. I had to pick a disguise and transform into it (tried to go long hair and long eared catboy- only got the long ears down) before we were to get the passes for some reason. We sat in the guard's room which was basically just this depressing white cube while the party leader talked to the guard, and then he scanned us for health problems or other abnormalities. After that, we passed the entrance and we had a choice of 3 pathways to take, all trapped in a different way. We took the left pathway, which was floating wood on water with slightly vibrating wires around and on the wood, as well as the ceiling being low enough we have to crawl across. While tense, it wasn't actually much of a problem. We then got into a more open area after that pathway, but I woke up around this point so I can't remember any more.

12/14/16(12:00AM). Exploring an abandoned military complex/sewer combination, I only have a paintbrush and a gun in my possessions. There are certain "specimens" lurking about, and I am trying to avoid them the best I can with the paintbrush, which had a sort of "tracking" paint which let me know where things were if painted, so I was dabbing a little at doorways for them to step in. I don't remember much else of the dream, except it ending somewhere in a damp place with a corrugated metal door.

12/12/16(6:37PM). I only remember snippets from here and there. I remember visiting an old dream town, and an old dream house. I was nearly drowned several times somewhere. I had to fight several "haunted" creatures, and then a dark man upon a dark horse. Then some business about climbing to the top of some weird volcano/temple breed, to win something. The last part I remember was flattening out a cornfield and setting up there to prepare for my last stand, or something like that.

12/6/16(7:00AM). A murder mystery has been going around the town; particularly related to vampires. Every night, someone is found sucked clean of their blood. Nobody knows who's doing it, and the only vampire in town is Flandre Scarlet, who has been fed some sort of mind-dulling thing for a while, and then leashed outside like some kind of stupid dog. I am walking somewhere when I see her, and I attempt to talk to her. About what, I don't remember, but it's revealed that she doesn't and hasn't ever swallowed her supplements, just keeping them in her mouth and pretending. It is also revealed that she is the vampire behind the murders, but I don't really care for some reason. She appreciates the talk, and I go on to somewhere. Later that night, I am watching a man by a tree. I do nothing as an ominous shadow descends from the sky into the tree, the tree into the man, and stops. The man is robbed of his life in front of me, and yet I do nothing, not out of fear, but out of some kind of obligation to do nothing. The vampire thanks me, and I can't quite remember anything that happens after that.

12/5/16(7:00AM). The world has somehow descended into utter chaos- or at least my part of it. I am in a city with bright fires everywhere. People around are usually covered in blood, and naked. About half of them are a strange flesh monstrosity, some sort of look half-demon, half-human, or something like that. When I step outside, I am taken to an overworld screen of some kind, with some repetitive music playing (2 notes of something, a single snare hit or something like that.). The world is this strange anachronism of bright colors and strange/violent scenery, and every few steps it changes to something different. Near the end of the dream, I remember being chased by flesh-robot things while fire blazed on all around me. And as to what my goal in the dream was, I don't quite remember- all of these details are what I got from near the end to the end of the dream. I can only remember looking for someone who had impaled a hand with a knife, and the knife. I don't know if it was my hand or not.

11/13/16(Sometime in the morning; only started writing at 7:05PM). It has been a while, since the dream. I don't remember too many notable details; however, I was in a desert. I was in a bowl-shaped part of it, to be specific. The sky was blue, but sort of a dark blue, it's somewhat difficult to describe. High in the air, there was a darkness-surrounded flat platform (Flat platform in the centered, surrounded by sphere of darkness/dark red, fluctuating colors). I start rising into the air, slowly towards the platform. When I am placed inside the darkness, it is, of course, dark inside. I am tasked to fight "an impossible nemesis", and I don't remember too much after that. I do remember that the "impossible nemesis" was very large.

10/17/16(9:08PM). Two parts. First part: I forget what I was doing, but it was fairly sunny and I was screwing around.
I don't know what happened to get me here, but I ended up in a dark toned, somewhat desaturated blue room, with nothing but a single mirror on the wall. I believe I picked up a knife and sliced into a mirror, then I got placed back in my original position, but the room was bloodier now. There was writing on the mirror, but I don't remember what it said. I cut the mirror again. I got placed back in my original position again. The room was more bloodied. I cut the mirror again. This process constantly repeats, as I get incredibly angry, for some reason, and I keep going even faster to cut the mirror and descending into a fury. Eventually, there were these strange creatures that appeared in the room, and I starting cutting them apart and consuming them as fast as possible, and I was becoming something not human. The room was completely covered in blood at this point, and there was even more ominous writing on the mirror as well. Then at some point, I picked up a suit of armor, a dagger, and something else. Then I got suddenly moved to a different room, without my posessions. This room was bleak, only very desaturated green and yellow. There were flowers on the left side of this room, an octopus just before the flowers, a door outside (but there was only a hallway, and jail bars to see the flowers from) and "my" posessions lying in the flower field. I immediately grabbed them (touching them automatically binded them to me) and started butchering the octopus. As I killed one, more appeared, and I kept butchering those as well.

Second part: I don't know why, but I have a memory of this being called the "Degenerator Arc".
This place is truly filthy. I start in a small room, a light and desaturated greenish-yellow. It seems 'muddled' up, somehow. I don't have any power that I did before. I proceed out of the room, and there's a fairly wide hallway, which is pretty much a giant clusterfuck. It's somewhat the same color as the previous room, but everything is somehow difficult to see, there's "glitch" artifacts everywhere, and I'm pretty sure there was puke and organs everywhere (albeit not red-colored). In a side room, there was a head of a toy bear, called the "Debt Bear", the purpose of which I don't remember. I had the intense feeling that I am being followed and need to get away, immediately. I hurriedly proceed down the hallway, and leave. I am outside now. The fog is thick, but there is none in some places. Almost like there were clouds on the ground. The ground is sort of reflective, and has no color. There are desaturated tan.. mountains? Rock formations? Scattered around the place, with holes in them at the bases. There are strange creatures around, and I start running as far from the hallway as possible. I take a look back, and I see a blond girl with a scythe, walking slow and menacingly. This spurs me on to go further, but I get thrown into a random encounter with a creature. The "battle menu" was incredibly odd and obtuse, but I just yell at them and they go away. The girl is closer now. I run into a cave at the bottom of one of the formations, and it goes down for a bit before I'm stopped by a large creature that I can't remember the looks of. I look back up to the mouth of the cave, and the girl is there, with her hands on her hips and a slight smile. I recall something about "feeding", but the last thing I remember is an image of me, except in a completely different form. I'm pale, my skin is like a rough cloth, I only have a mildly interested look on my face, and I'm sitting on a cloud across from the girl. My stomach is distended, and there are stitches around it. The girl is sitting across from me, sipping tea.

9/26/16(~11:30PM). I can only remember "The Meat Scrap". It was essentially just a big hole/cave in the side of a cliff with an abundance of body parts and mushed up organs and the like strewn about, with a giant worm lurking the place.

9/23/16(7:48PM). Rebirth.

9/15/16/(~8:00PM). I was sleeping all day and had a fair amount of dreams because I kept waking up and going back to sleep. Don't remember too many details, but I do remember that the sky was "poisoned" in them.

9/14/16(7:30AM). Toyed with by a powerful and bloodthirsty god (Not humanoid, lots of fire, etc), who had set up several games, or something like that. I can't remember too much except the last part, which was a quiz game of sorts. To get out, you'd have to answer them "right". (given a prompt, and about 6 to 7 answers, you were supposed to hit the answer that aligned most closely with what you thought when you saw the prompt immediately.) After the first answer, you were put in a ship and shot out into space from his bay. The "quiz" wasn't exactly hard, so everyone got out, but you had to keep answering things while avoiding a huge amount of things. In addition to that, the questions were getting much more obtuse, along with the answers, making it hard to actually chose one- which meant people's ships would immediately disable so that they would crash into something, or suffocate without oxygen in space, or a myriad of other things. The "god" was getting pissed off and bloodthirsty, so he started fucking with the entire game, slapping ships out of the way in a furious rage, screwing with the gravity of others, making them go extremely close to suns, and the like. I think something he said was "YOU SHITTY FUCKING THINGS WILL NEVER ESCAPE THIS IS MY DOMAIN YOU ARE MY PLAYTOYS I HATE YOU DISGUSTING VERMIN" while getting increasingly bloodthirsty and rage-filled, tearing ships apart, flicking ships away, slapping them down, and such other things. I believe I was among the victims of his rage near the end.

8/25/16(2:17AM) Somewhat of a two-parter.

First part: Bleak future- the world is in ruins, there are not many people around anymore, and it's a hard life. We all somehow get information that the entire world will be razed and that we have to somehow find some form of shelter within about 12 hours before it happens. I traveled with someone else, and at around noontime, we did find some sort of stair-like thing leading down underground, into a well fortified area, that some other people had found as well. We resigned to bed, waiting for the world to be razed.

Second part: Dark desert- when I had woken up, my companion was dead. Nobody was sure how, but it didn't particularly matter, because I needed to find a traveling merchant that called themselves "MDMX Co.". Unsure of why, I think it was to find a special battery..? When I stepped outside the shelter, the surroundings were completely different than when I had came in. It was not light, and it was somewhat dark, but not entirely. I had gotten information from some traveler that nightfall and sandstorms are your absolute worst enemy, for strange creatures lurk within both. I wandered around for a little while, until I had hit a sort of hub area, if you could call it that with the still sparse population count. There were about 4 modern-ish, somewhat small buildings around, 3 of which I did not enter. One I entered was just a rather plain concrete building with a single computer and a tablet. One person was teaching another how to draw, and I only interrupted to find where MDMX Co was currently residing, or where he was currently traveling. I had found that it was actually relatively close by, about here. They said it was called "Stop 7." I quickly ran there, and I believe it got a bit darker as I was getting closer, which I didn't notice. There were 2 things of note, an RV, and a shack. I walked up to the shack, and the man I was looking for was there. He started talking about what I needed, and the dream ends around there.

8/23/16(~?:??AM, 3:00AM, and 8:30AM). First dream: Not much that I can remember now, but it had something to do with solving a murder? The dream is quite jumbled up in my memory now, but the part I do remember most was being locked in some kind of tower, and being told to run the gauntlet, which of course, was naturally extremely dangerous. The skin on my feet had peeled off by the time I reached the end, which it took a while to do so. Then there wasn't even anything at the end, and I just got executed.

Second dream: Not much I can remember of this either- some kind of farm/land development, I believe. I was the only one around on a massive sprawling series of railroad tracks, with very small creatures on/between the tracks (there were super tiny bunnies, about the size of butterflies is what I remember the most.) Not really sure what happened in the whole entire dream, but I went around moving stuff, I believe. Last thing I remember is humming a specific tune to get the animals to follow me.

Third dream: You could call it almost mundane, except not really. I was visiting an somewhat old internet friend that I had abandoned and forgotten about's house, with my family. I think it was an event there, or something, I don't remember. I guess I tried to reconcile what I had did then to him, or something like that. I think he might've been living with another somewhat old internet friend of mine, one who certainly wasn't going to keep quiet about what I'd done to my family, so I was a bit hurried to get out before he arrived. Didn't happen, naturally, he just kinda froze in place when he saw me, and I did too. He didn't go around yelling shit but whenever it was relevant, he did say something shitty that I had done, so naturally there was a lot of questioning from my family towards the end. I eventually ducked out, and started wandering out, far out, until I found a deep pit/cavern and eventually resigned there.

8/13/16(~3:50PM). Foray into someone's mind. Dark dungeon and cave exploration, strange creatures lurking around every corner. I am so tired.

8/12/16(~3:10PM). Stuck inside some kind of flesh tomb. Vision very murky, somewhat obscured. Really gross webbing and fluid inside- can't exactly breathe easily. Strange, large spider-like creature harvesting my fluids.

7/28/16(??:??AM). Something like this, I suppose.

7/22/16(1:36PM) Some kind of vampiric things? I was in a sort of dark place, investigating some matters related to them and my brother's disappearance. (Before my investigation, I saw what happened to my brother-- I was in sort of an observer mode. He was a vampire too, and someone that he needed to fight for some reason defeated him, and killed him.) I watched a play at some point, and then went back to the hallways/depths of the building and investigated some more. After a bit, I heard the vampire trying to get my attention from above, and I look up. He had strung my brother's body up and he told me not to run, or else I would die too. He wanted to demonstrate the true hunger of a vampire by eating my brother in front of me, or some bullshit like that. I had to take a piss and he let me go to the bathroom, but I didn't run, I just took my piss and returned. (During the bathroom break, I remembered some kind of arm crutch thing..? Apparently, the vampire had supported me before when my arms were damaged by buying some stabilizers or something to keep them straight so my bones could heal or something.) He then starts to eat my brother, and the dream ends about there. I wasn't very emotional during any of it..?

7/19/16(12:??AM(Only just started writing now, on 7/20/16(3:41AM))). Not a lot can be remembered, since I was too lazy and apathetic to write the entry earlier. I remember going somewhere with my father, some kind of shitty entertainment museum or something. I decided to (metaphorically) stab him in the back and just leave him in the cold or something. Completely ignored him and broke his heart, something like that. Explored a weird urban city for a while and stopped at a train stop, bought a ticket, and sat and waited. Fell asleep there and woke up in real life.

7/16/16(12:44AM). Looking for a special kind of moth, that could transform into different types of animals. Following all the clues, I was unknowingly dragging myself across the border between life and death. The scenery seemingly got more peaceful as I went further and further in. I saw less and less life going deeper in. The "deepest" part of it was a small space of some sort, enclosed by trees with green and golden colors. It was particularly sunny as well. There, the grass was not grass, but leaves rather, I believe. Somewhat tall grass with leaves on top, maybe? A small house with candles, two windows, and a futon lied in the middle of this scenery. Tewi was there, for some reason. I found the final clue I needed, or at least I think so. I went back to the very border, and the scenery turned bleak, mostly monochrome. The border was a big grey wall, and the ground was still grassy but grey as well, and I couldn't see more than 30 or so feet without it being obscured by a thick, black fog. There, the moth showed up and looked into my face. It turned into a human (moth-girl variety) and started talking to me. I think I started hearing somewhat somber piano music? That stuck around in my head as I woke up, and it's still playing. The moth girl was mostly monochrome colors, with some blue highlights. She talked to me about something sad..? That she appreciated my visit and hadn't seen an actual companion in so long. She only could go as far as to a bit past the border, but we crossed anyway and sat at a small campfire for a while. She then gave me a stone that would bring me back to that place when I die, and said that she would wait for me.

7/4or5/16(??:??AM). Stuck on a pike, bleeding to death. Sky, with clouds, moving somewhat turbulently. Bleak colors and bleak landscape. A hopeless scenario.

6/23/16(4:47AM). There was a ship that I had to explore. Extremely large. Nightmarish creatures wander around every corner. I think I was escorting a particularly strange person around..? The inside of the ship wasn't really like a ship, it was more like.. something. Very dangerous. I believe that there was a library at some point, and me and some other people were waiting underwater, for a while. Almost drowned several times. Think I tricked someone into exploring the ship's depths, and they may have almost died, and they came out traumatized. Very red, very dirty, very disgusting, so on and so forth. Then an outdoors segment, in a rather boring setting. I was walking on a sidewalk or something, near the end.

6/21/16(2:22AM). Nightmarish phone game..? It "glitched" out, becoming some creepypasta tier stuff. Actually kind of spooky. Died. [addendum; 6/25/16. You should have added more details.]

6/19/16(~1:30AM). Some stuff in space..? Left a robot in a ship graveyard of some sort, and went back to refuel, or something. Next segment was a.. rather strange place? You entered keywords and became that thing? It was dark inside, and a long, somewhat wide hallway with wooden floors, I believe. There weren't many people at the very end of the hallway, except a movie. Next segment, a large, indoors garden. Scenery was reminiscent of "Foundry". It wasn't actually good for real gardening- it was dirt in the ground with crops and stuff growing, but it was still rather dark. Someone asked me what I should name it, and I suggested Chemical Garden because it was reminiscent of their name. They insulted me..? Not sure. Dream ends somewhere around there.

6/17/16(1:51AM). Some sort of... wooden building..? Was kind of like a ringed area, with a little plaza, will draw later. Somewhat dark. Could pay for services. Did, multiple times. Had to stop because worker was getting worried for my dick or something. Went outside. Police car with a criminal outside..? [the criminal] Told us some coordinates for some reason, that made the cop start running to those coordinates. Some animal violence. Cat in a carrier, not sure if he was okay. Something about something. [Removed to preserve my "image".] Really not sure, don't know if I really want to know. A rather crude dream.

6/16/16. Was in a club of some sort. My father was with me. We forgot some stuff there…? Some towels in a washing machine, kind of. I forgot my phone there as well, and I ducked out for some reason? My dad might’ve left without me prior. Ended up in a car somehow. Pushed two people out of it, one was okay, one died, nobody cared. Suddenly had to go to my history final, ended up being late for it. Some other stuff, I should remember the full thing with this description.

6/15/16. Monsters disguising themselves as even the very floor. Dungeon exploration. "Connection"...?

6/5/16. “leo” again..? I’m not quite sure. I know I was driving somewhere in that truck. Think I drove by [a person I hardly know in real life] and said hi to him. Abandoned the vehicle in the middle of a winding road for some reason. Left on a ridiculous speedy segment in a highway..? Ended up in a “blue” house, saw Can on TV. Was interviewing the [redacted] Sister called me over to look, because it was [redacted].

5/26/16. Took place in school.  [addendum; 6/17/16; was at night. some street lights? weird rattling/"croaking" in chest every time you breathed..?]

5/23(?)/16. Encountered Chen. Some kind of vision.

?/??/16 or late ‘15. Blazing sharp eyes in the sky. Red landscape and city. Domain tentacles overwhelm the area. Darkness is overtaking. “Rumia”. Simple exploration.