11-04-2006, 02:57 AM
This is the second dream that I remembered on Halloween, but it was the most disturbing. And no, I did not watch any horror movies that night.
I was in a building, like a mall. I remember walking around and stumbled onto a room in a basement which seemed like some kind of a laboratory. There was a guy laying on a table in the center of the room, and he seemed to be either dying or dead. Around the table were three other tables (all metal). This guy had tubes coming out of him. Standing around him were three other people, two guys and one woman. There were all arguing or discussing about saving the one guy because he was someone important. Suddenly they all laid down on the other three tables and stuck tubes into themselves, that were, in turn, attached to the dying guy. Blood started flowing out of them and into the guy. I was disgusted and horrified by what I saw, but I couldn't seem to stop watching. The blood giving seemed to work, because the dying guy seemed to get his color back and begin to move. Then I must have made a noise, because the three people all looked at me. I began to run and they started to chase me. I ran to this heavy metal door, and just as I was trying to shut it behind me, the one guy touched my hand and got some blood on my index finger. I quickly tried to wipe it off, but it wouldn't come off. The guy said to me: "blood stains, you know." He was telling me that that was how they were going to track me down. I began to run through the mall, all the while trying to wipe the blood off of my finger, while the three people were chasing me. I finally seemed to lose them and I found my way outside of the mall. It was raining out, and the last thing that I remember before I woke up, was trying to figure out the way home.
I was in a building, like a mall. I remember walking around and stumbled onto a room in a basement which seemed like some kind of a laboratory. There was a guy laying on a table in the center of the room, and he seemed to be either dying or dead. Around the table were three other tables (all metal). This guy had tubes coming out of him. Standing around him were three other people, two guys and one woman. There were all arguing or discussing about saving the one guy because he was someone important. Suddenly they all laid down on the other three tables and stuck tubes into themselves, that were, in turn, attached to the dying guy. Blood started flowing out of them and into the guy. I was disgusted and horrified by what I saw, but I couldn't seem to stop watching. The blood giving seemed to work, because the dying guy seemed to get his color back and begin to move. Then I must have made a noise, because the three people all looked at me. I began to run and they started to chase me. I ran to this heavy metal door, and just as I was trying to shut it behind me, the one guy touched my hand and got some blood on my index finger. I quickly tried to wipe it off, but it wouldn't come off. The guy said to me: "blood stains, you know." He was telling me that that was how they were going to track me down. I began to run through the mall, all the while trying to wipe the blood off of my finger, while the three people were chasing me. I finally seemed to lose them and I found my way outside of the mall. It was raining out, and the last thing that I remember before I woke up, was trying to figure out the way home.
