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  • Definitely. There was this lucid dream where I was excited that I actually realized I was dreaming and could experience it conciously. There were certain things I couldn't do and eventually people in the dream revealed I couldn't control those things because I wasn't actually dreaming, but was dead.

    It was a good twist. Freaked me out and I couldn't wake up so I figured it was true. Of course the double twist was that I wasn't actually dead and was just in fact dreaming, but it was a good ride. It's got kind of a lynchian vibe that I'd be down to just watch it as a movie.

  • Used to have this reoccurring nightmare about once a year where my parents had to put me through this "rite of passage" where they would lock me in a cabin for like a week. At night a beast or entity? that looked dog like, but bigger, made of just muscles with sharp teeth would show up in the cabin and I'd have to survive.

    The first time I was with an old man who saved me and showed me the ropes. The second time the old man refused to help me but was there to help me and give me hints. The third time it was just me and I had to make it all on my own. Really interesting series honestly.

  • Absolutely. I've had two episodes of sleep paralysis in my life that we're accompanied by some intense dream imagery and audio hallucination. And I've had one extremely potent nightmare that easily could have otherwise passed as an alien abduction incident.

    Those three were a rush to fully awake from. The abduction one woke me from a dead sleep as they were inserting an instrument into my navel. 10/10 would do again.

  • My nightmares usually involve running from the police, gangs, mobs, trained killers; experiencing brutal torture along with my partner, being stabbed, shot, losing body parts, dying... and my mind can resume dreams after some amount of time. Dream X on Wednesday, two weeks later on Friday it's like my brain unpaused that one dream and oh god oh fuck.

    So in short fuck no.

  • I've had creepypasta-esque nightmares and I love those. I've also had dreams that would have probably been legitimately traumatizing if I had a better memory.

  • There's one instance of nightmare from my childhood that is too vivid to forget. It involves my failed attempts of running away from a monster at school, and then in the neighbourhood, and then at home, and then get myself in an asylum but it still waits for me on the ceiling.

    Then I realized I was actually too focused in reading a novel about running away from the monster ... that's a relief. I closed the book and open the door ... and saw the monster is waiting for me.

    Then I realized I was actually in the dream.

    But no, it's not recurrent, and never again thank you very much.

  • If I had to relive a nightmare, it would be the one where I was pulled into a world that seemed alive, where reality warped under the influence of DMT. The shadows weren’t just shadows—they were entities, dark and seductive, drawing me closer with every step. LSD twisted my perception until nothing felt real, and heroin dulled my senses just enough to keep me trapped in the terror.

    Then came the heat, a suffocating fire from within, as if the DNP had turned my body into a furnace. Those shadowy figures became more than just observers—they were lovers, pulling me into their embrace. But their touch was tainted, carrying the threat of something deadly, a disease that felt all too real. I tried to fight it, but the nightmare looped, dragging me deeper into its dark, suffocating grip, making me relive every terrifying moment as if escape was just an illusion.

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