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Hey....I had a pretty ******** up dream last night too....it went like this:

I was sitting outside with my family for a social gathering. We were in a large yard with a ton of circular white tables. Everyone was having a good time (Which is boring as hell on that side of the family). Suddenly, a space time rift opened up in the sky, and a ton of ******** DINOSAURS came out. They were running up and eating my family, and it was completely nuts. Like, ten or fifteen of us made it inside, and we realized that the raptors and other small carnivores were already inside.

So, we ran into my dad's office. He pulls a ******** GOLD TRICYCLE out of his closet, honks the little horn on the side, and we're all transported to this maze in god knows where! So we're running through this maze, and there are--oh, say--thirty raptors in the ceiling, snatching and clawing at us, After ducking and making it through this maze, there are only seven of us left. Me, my sister, my mom, my dad, my brother, and two of my uncles. At the end of the maze, we find Weaponry of all sorts; swords, shotguns, pistols. These things lined the damn wall! So, being the lover of dual-wielding that I am, I took two katanas, two pistols, and a shotgun. Let's just say that about ten percent of the world's raptor population died on the way out of that maze.

So, my dad honks the horn at the beginning of the maze, and we go back to his office. We find a ton of dead raptors on the floor and all over the walls; we'd killed all of the ones who'd managed to get inside while in the maze. So, we holed up in there for a little while, killing raptors for about an hour until my two uncles got in a fight. The smaller one shot the bigger one in the face, and left us with only six survivors. We looked outside, and it looked like the dinosaurs weren't interested in us anymore, as they were continuing down the street. So, deciding that we were going to die anyway, the six of us made a gallant charge down the street, blasting all of our ammo and taking out countless dinosaurs. However, when the T-rex turned around, only my dad's sniper rifle would work. Problem was that the T-rex had just eaten him with the rifle. Now, all I could use was my pistols.

I aimed them steadily, and changed my aiming every time I fired, eventually shooting it through the eye, allowing the bullet to ricochet around and mash up its brain, killing it. During this time, I'd run out of ammo like everyone else, save for my shotgun. So, for a long time, there was a lot of Shotgun - Katana action (Yes, I suddenly gained master skill with a katana in this story.. xp ) When my shotgun ran out, I switched to dual katanas. For a while, I was so focused on taking out as many as possible that my dream didn't show that everyone else in my family had died. However, the dinosaurs weren't focused on me, either. There was a simple reason for this; the police arrived with their sirens flashing and their guns blazing. With such a display, why would any dinosaurs be attracted to me?

As I walked away from the scene, OF COURSE. A pterodactyl soared from the sky and took me up into the air by my head, ultimately ending me.

LAMEST. DEATH. EVER.

Nope. That's just me being me. biggrin

Wow, even those nightmares are dreams compared to mine, I'm jealous cry

That wasn't a nightmare to me...it was more like one of those '******** up dreams out of nowhere'.

Funny thing? I get them without taking medication. o_O

Hmm, I think I can analyze your dream!

You obviously experienced a childhood nightmare when bullies threw gold tricycles at you and dinos ruled the planet with sniper rifles.

How's that?

That's not much of an analysis; more of a collection of events in his dream. But he may have a fear of dinosaurs being regenerated and brought back into the world.