I haven't been keeping up much with my dreams lately, but the one I had last night was pretty strange. More of a stressful nightmare than a dream. The first part from what I can remember consisted of a TV broadcast going on in a small neighborhood, where many people were doing something worthy of broadcast I suppose. What it was exactly I cannot remember, but afterwards everyone started vaccinating themselves against something. That part must be due to a nationstates Issue I keep dismissing, concerning vaccinations. I started freaking out a bit since everyone was doing it to themselves, and it looked pretty painful. There was some alien goop watching from a tree, that spit a piece of black matter into a needle that was being filled. Someone injected that into themselves, and that would probably turn them into zombies.
I woke up after that, and went back to sleep. The second part of the dream (it's really a different dream, but I think they go together fine) started with me waking up in the labroom of my school. It was 2000 hours, at that point I had missed the only way I could have returned home, which was my stepdad picking me up and taking me home at 15:00. I didn't know what to do, but I somehow made it to my grandparents house. In there I tried calling home, but for some reason I had difficulty typing in the phone numbers, even though they were actually correct in the dream as in real life. Maybe it was my brain trying to recreate they multitone sound for each number, but regardless I managed to get the number in fast enough. It ended up being my dads number, and I was about to hang up, but I didn't. I tried to talk to him, but the phone didn't pick up my voice. That kind of made me sad, since I don't get to talk to him often. This was kind of an emergency situation anyways, so I tried to call home quickly. Multiple times I was unable to, as when I typed in the number I heard no tone from the phone, it just made no sound after the number was typed in. I decided to stay at my grandparents then.
I think I woke up again then, and went back to sleep. This time I was in some dusty room, filled with old figures, chairs, tables, and other furniture. As I was looking through it, there was nothing I found interesting myself. As I lay on the floor looking through all the old anime figures, I could see some Dragon Ball, Zeta Gundam, and a hilarious looking princess Mononoke figure. I then saw some scruffy looking fujoshi with messy hair and the type of glasses that one tall girl in ore imouto wore that look like clown glasses, looking through the figures. The misogynist in me carried over to the dream world and I told her to get out if she didn't want anything since I wanted to sleep, and she asked me if I wanted to keep some of those figures or not. I said she could take some at half price, since they were dusty anyways. Of course she would take the Inuyasha and similar figures, yet leave the good ones, although I should have been thankful for that. I walked up to the register with the figures and scanned them, which came out to $300 some odd dollars, which I cut in half to $150. I guess she had not thought it would be that much, since she did not have that kind of money on her and walked away. I started to take some pity, and told her I would cut a bit more money off if she would stay for coffee.
I woke up again, this time considering fapping since I had nothing else to do. But instead went back to sleep. The fourth dream that night was scarier than the rest. A direct continuation of the first, the world outside was a huge mess, everything annihilated and in ruin. I was on stage for some Gameshow of the future, the host looked like the French Zarkoski (I hope I spelled that right), with a sinister grin. I had just entered near the last stage of the gameshow. The last contestant was a mulatto looking kid, about my age with shoulder length dreaded hair. The only way he could take home the meager amount of money he had won, around $400 or $300 is what I saw on the screen, was to finish the last stage. If anyone has watched the first Resident Evil live action movie, you might remember that hallway with the lasers that killed the soldiers, or if you haven't, in Fate/Zero, how Assassin dodged and danced past similar style lasers in an open area. This last stage was sort of like it, in a circular hallway, similar to the ones in a hamster cage. You had to dodge and dance, avoiding the lasers that moved at the rhythm of the music. The song that came up on the roulette was luckily for the young guy, not a very frantic one. The host however, offered the contestant a chance to multiply his earnings by 1.3, if he would dodge to the sound of some fast paced drum & Bass. If he died in the tunnel, some bit of money would be given to his mother as compensation. The guy asked what the song sounded like, and the drummer of the band on stage reluctantly played a beat of what it would sound like. I don't know much about music, but there was plenty of snare drum used. I have the beat in my head, but I don't know how to describe or write it down. The contestant said sure, he would do it. So then he was in the tunnel, waiting for the song to start. Some circular metal doors started to open, and the music began to start. The drums still hadn't started, as that was about 30 seconds into the song. The guy had his back to where the lasers came from, since the song still had not "really" started. Then as the last door started to open, a laser came with it. He hadn't noticed, and the line from roof to floor came very fast, yet somehow he dodged it perfectly. I thought for sure he was dead, but he dodged the next three pulses of the song starting perfectly. Then it really started speeding up, and he still made it past all of it. Then I could see it in first person, what it was like in that tunnel. Then the tunnel became a sphere, with lasers coming from all directions. At this point the song had already risen to some high BPM, so I could say all the dodging me or this guy was doing, must have been purely luck.
The last few pulses were strange meshes with shrinking areas where you could hop through, it was like playing some crazy crash bandicoot level for the time trial crosses.
After that was all cleared and the level won, the total winnings were under $1000 dollars, and the prize for playing on hardmode was a T-shirt with his name on it. It was already pre-printed. If he had died, the shirt would have been placed in their new show location, down in Australia. It was a plain white T-shirt, with a name in bold black letters, and some advertisement logos on the side and back. What a scary future that was.
Sorry for no paragraph spacing, I just typed it as I went along without really noticing how long it was getting. I'm still pretty excited I could not only remember the dreams I had, but have multiple dreams I could remember on the same night.