Off-Topic Dream and Nightmare Thread

I usually don’t remember my dreams, but there was a particularly disturbing one a few weeks ago that I thought was interesting. I was trapped in an arranged marriage to a foreign singer I didn’t like. The singer doesn’t exist in real life, but in the dream was a rich and famous celebrity who was madly in love with me. The singer and both our families expected us to one day have kids and raise them. My family kept telling me how hard it was to get a rich and beautiful singer as a partner, and how lucky I was to be married to a celebrity. The singer’s many fans were deathly envious of me and wouldn’t let me say anything negative about the marriage or their idol. The few times I did, I got dozens of anonymous hate messages telling me to kill myself.

Our families went shopping together for our new house, a house both families would jointly pay for, where we would live together as a couple. The whole dream was characterized by inescapable dread.

I’m not trapped in an arranged marriage in real life, but I’ve been reading about arranged marriages in the early 20th century, so that must have been a factor.

Two years ago, I had a similar nightmare I wrote down. I was at home, but it kept turning into another home, a house on a snow-covered hill with bare black trees at the bottom. The trees were black and brambly, and against the blue-gray sky they somehow evoked a sense of pure horror. There was one big tree on the left side of the path you walked up to reach the house, and a brambly thicket to the right, black thorny undergrowth so thick that nobody could ever walk through it. In the dream, I went to various other places trying to escape, like the grocery store, but every place I stayed in gradually transformed into that house on the snow-covered hill.

Has anyone else here had vivid, interesting, or disturbing dreams? What are your best or worst ones?

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I had a recurring nightmare for over a decade, and got sick of it so I turned it into an IF game.

More recently, in the past year, I’ve been suffering recurring nightmares about an ongoing personal matter. However, the person it involves apparently reads the forum anonymously, so I won’t explain any specifics.

If you know, you know.


What’s more interesting is I used to also have frequent nightmares about the deep ocean, but lately the deep ocean has become a sort of home for me in my dreams, instead.

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I Am Prey, right? I haven’t played it yet, but it looks cool.

It’s funny how different dreams can be. A lot of my nightmares that would be horrifying in real life are oddly calming to think about when I wake up. One dream I had involved being eaten alive by underwater maggots, but it might have been a video game within the dream, so my primary reactions were resignation and thinking about how this dungeon was too hard and our adventuring party would never get past it.

Edit: I dream about personal stuff too, but won’t share it since it’s hard to do that without revealing too much about yourself. Don’t feel like you have to do it.

I will say that I sometimes dream about someone I knew who passed away. It’s jarring to wake up from those dreams. Here’s an example edited from a hastily written note a few years back:

I dreamed that (name) and I were in school together, again. A different school with long, sterile grey hallways, windowless corridors underground, florescent lights, and ugly green lockers. The city had a dark, misty, dismal atmosphere. Seemed to be perpetual twilight. For some reason, we were also detectives on the side and went around solving mysteries. (name) helped me find a dead body in a curious location: there was a section of the city covered with a metal mesh or grille, like the cage of a large aviary you’d use to keep the birds in, grid-shaped and curving extremely high above us, against the grey sky. There were lights hanging from the grille. They weren’t on, but they were shaped like large flat bowls with the curvature pointing up, a kind of u-shape. Hanging from the ceiling on poles, or wires. I knew the corpse was below the deactivated lights, but for some reason had extreme difficulty spotting it until (name) pointed out the exact location to me. (name)'s parents were also in the dream, and they didn’t like when we spent time together.

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Correct! :grin:

Thank you! :grin:

Sounds like either Half-Life or Galidor.

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well, I’ll follow this thread with a warning: I have the Gift of Joseph. (that is, what I dream sometimes actually happens…)

ex. April 1992 I dreamed of an US black policemen arguing with someone about the habeas corpus… and the next day (taking in account the timezone) the Rodney King riot started.

Best regards from Italy,
dott. Piergiorgio.

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Can’t recall any specific dreams worth mentioning, but I think it worth noting I usually still have a working eye in my dreams even 13 years after going blind.

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I’m born deaf, but in dreams I happen to actually hear.

Best regards from Italy,
dott. Piergiorgio.

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I’ve dreamed on very rare occasions of things that seemed to occur afterwards in real life, but I’m not a spiritually-minded person, so I chalk it up to coincidence. It hasn’t happened for many years now, which is good, because I’d be horrified if my destiny was to get eaten alive by underwater maggots.

I haven’t played either of those games, actually, though I’ve heard a lot about Half-Life. I have no idea what inspired the underwater maggot dream. I know I wrote it up in full, so I might paste the entry here when I get the chance.

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I’ve always had vivid and strange dreams and nightmares. Perhaps oddly, for most of my life I’ve enjoyed my nightmares like I would any decent horror movie. I have quite a few recurring dreams as well: not the same dream exactly, more like sequels with the same twisted settings or circumstances. There’s one with the town I was born in and surrounding area that doesn’t match reality, but is consistent from dream to dream. It’s very strange to think about on waking, but neat. There are places I’ve visited so many times in my dreams that I almost swear I must’ve been there in reality, when I know that no such place exists.

Resurrecting my own thread in a fit of narcissism because I want to tell people about the horrific nightmare I had a few days ago.

Horrific Nightmare

I dreamed that an enormous red sun swallowed up the sky, filling it with searing red light. I was a kid again, and saw everyone I knew and loved burning alive.

Some divine force from the heavens, the same one that had caused this apocalypse, offered me and a bunch of other kids the chance to participate in a death game. We had to run across the burning landscape, over the cracked and bloodied asphalt, dodging flaming debris and bodies, to make it to a finish line. The first ones there would get some implied reward, maybe the ability to escape this whole mess.

I ran as hard as I could. The city was falling apart, the trees were leafless and all ablaze. It took hours until the finish line was in sight: decorated with balloons and a checkered line painted on the road, like the finish line of a marathon. We were stumbling by the end, exhausted.

I was in second place, and I saw the girl in front of me reach the finish line to be immediately vaporized by a column of light. The game was a cruel trick the entity was playing on us for its own amusement.


I also had another bizarre dream or nightmare the night after that, which involved being some NEET shut-in loner guy who lived in a lone house in a deep forest. My only hobby was breeding bugs that looked kind of like silverfish. Well, generations of selective breeding made the bugs hyperintelligent, capable of language and complex thought. Some of them escaped to space and started their own alien bug society, which was on the whole better than human society. I either accompanied them to space, or only realized what I had done once the hyperintelligent space bugs descended from the heavens and told me that I was their creator. Perhaps they took me on a tour of their society and then cast me out again. I just remember desperately begging them to take me back.

Later on one of my unsuccessful dates (where I was simultaneously this NEET loner trying to break out of my shell and get a love life, while being at the same time the girl he was dating, also a kind of oddball loner who had sympathies for him but was suspicious of whether he was really stable enough to sustain a relationship with), I told the girl, as the NEET, about the bug space aliens. She didn’t believe me.

The two people in this dream were both based on people I know, oddly enough.

I haven’t had any dreams besides those two. I haven’t remembered my dreams in a while, maybe because I don’t get enough sleep.

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Glad you revived this thread so I could talk about my weird dreams without me looking vain!!

Your nightmare sounds twisted! I actually have worse nightmares when I sleep less.

August 28 2025 - Plot of a feel good urban fantasy movie

Dream where a high school teacher is about to lose his job for not getting results for his kids on standardized tests when the devil appears to him and says he can get the teacher a new job at a magical high school (urban fantasy with the masquerade, teacher did not know magic existed). However, in exchange, at the end of the school year, he will turn into a monster too. Not realizing what he’s signed up for, the teacher says yes.

Over the course of the school year (which was elided over in the dream) he teaches an unruly class of monstrous and magical kids life skills and how to believe in themselves in a way no one has before (think Dead Poet’s Society but with monsters).

At the end of the year he’s proud as his kids graduate, though upset that the year slipped by so fast through his fingers. Then the devil (who he’d completely forgotten about) comes calling.

The devil tells him that he’s going to be turned into a werewolf. It occurs to him that he hadn’t seen a werewolf student in class, but thinking of typical werewolf media, he seems a little relieved. But it turns out, according to the devil, that werewolves are actually completely uncontrollable monsters that go on a rampage every full moon and eat swathes of people — most mundane missing persons cases in the city are because of them. The devil goes on to say that’s only a rare fraction of how many folks they actually eat, as werewolves prefer magical creatures. He chuckles and says the odds of the teacher eating one of his own previous students is very high.

The teacher pales and starts to bolt, but the devil promises him that he can’t run forever.

However, the teacher’s former students catch wind of this issue and band together to beat back the devil, saving their beloved teacher.

The end

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That turned from dark to more heartwarming by the end! Sad I never remember my dreams, I would like to be able to have dreams like this…

I dreamed that Zarf tracked down an obscure bug in Inform 6 that led to the selfobj accidentally having a really huge property table. Fixing this would save precious RAM for retro machines.

…yeah, I have no idea either. I don’t even use Inform 6! Probably a sign I should spend less time on this forum.

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One of my first games written in Ink was based on a common nightmare. And I also wrote something a year ago about a nightmare where I had to sew a mysterious hole in my eyelid shut. I think nightmares can be a decent source of inspiration for short IF, particularly of the CYOA/branching narrative variety. They’re a good fit for the kinda-having-agency-but-not-really vibe of that style of IF.

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