The dream diary topic Options

[Rosetta]

Since it seems we've started a dream diary idea, let's use this topic to describe the dreams we can remember to the best of our ability. Just make sure they don't break any rules and such. Feel free to also post what you think they may mean or represent if that's up your alley.

I'll start with an example dream, the latest one I can remember.

I had a child in this dream, but she was kidnapped and beaten by thugs for no particular reason. I formed some kind of team to take her back, and while we did get her, the damage was too severe, and things didn't end well. Woke up feeling utterly depressed from that one.

[P.P.A.]

I had a dream tonight of which I remember three stages:

The first one was my father and I visiting Luxembourg. It was early morning, his mood was a bad and he was rather unfriendly all the time. The city itself looked nothing like in real life: it was more spacious, and littered with wide, open places, surrounded by rather high buildings. While the architecture was still a mixture of late 19th century and modern styles, the ratio was biased towards the former.
We visited a toy store, but didn't have enough money in cash with us (why they didn't accept a card is beyond me). Then we went to some kind of café/food stand; I forgot what we ordered. After a short walk, we returned to the toy store, and I bought two LEGO sets (we now had more cash on hand).


The second phase of the dream saw me in a dungeon-crawler. The perspective was Zelda-like, but the gameplay much more archaic. Everything was black and blue/purple, the graphics simplistic. After I had met the preconditions (tediously killing things and wandering around, it would seem), I gained access to a lower level, collected a key item, and faced a boss—a large dragon. I believe I defeated it, as afterwards I was treated to a cutscene which revealed that the game actually had vector graphics (or was made up of unshaded polygons), for it zoomed around the room and me quite easily.


Lastly, and this is the part which intrigues me the most… I don't remember the context; things had happened, perhaps there was even a continuity with the previous parts and I was tired from them—either way, I was sleepy but unable to fall asleep. Eventually, I found myself in the company of a rather obviously evil and dominant woman, who intended to backstab me (and made no secret of it).
I believe I talked to someone from a different community—an Iraq War veteran with whom I often discuss warfare, weapons, combat, and such—who gave us a bit of advise, and talked of three of seven points across the back, which could be stabbed and instantly knock me out, but not kill me in the process. (Some kind of pressure points for knives.)
I thus agreed, and soon the evil woman stabbed her knife somewhere into my neck. It slid in easily (and without pain), and I remember it as a rather pleasurable experience. I felt my strength lose me and my conscious fading away as I bent—ultimately fell—over, helplessly at her mercy. It was more kinky than anything else.

It was here that I awoke, and found this dream quite relevant to my interests.