Now this is going back quite a few years or so, and I mean quite a few! My age was still in the single digit! Now I remember a lot of dreams that I've had still, like a few Resident Evil dreams because I watched my brother play them, but those were small time stuff compared to this one dream I had! It was on my mind for a few days after I had it, but then I forgot about it. But then many years later, after getting one dvd that I watched some of the previews on, I remembered that dream, and I recall it off and on every few years since. Now you might be thinking, "Wow, that must be one doozy of a dream." but in actuality, it was a nightmare.

Now I'll start out with how this nightmare got triggered. My brother was out collecting anime shows, which was a bit hard to do at the time as anime wasn't fully in the U.S. yet, but still he managed. One day, he came home with a video of Gunsmith Cats. Now I didn't watch the video as I was to young at the time, but somehow seeing the two female characters had a weird impact on somehow. A few nights later, the nightmare happened.
It started out in my home, and everything was almost completely black, expect for a slight blue outline of the things in the room. All I could see were outlines and shapes, but I could tell which room I was in, I was in the living room, and something was killing everybody. Me still being a kid, my instincts told me to run and hide, so I did. I ran into the hall, and ran into my parents bedroom, jumped over the bed to the other side, as one side was close to a wall, and I hid under that side of the bed. I could hear movement going about the house, going past the room I was in, and going upstairs to the bedrooms above. I was terrified, I could only be still if I hoped to live. Soon my vision went black, and a news paper spiraled into view. (I can't remember all that it said, but it had a picture of me in it, and it was probably along the lines of "Young boy only survivor of murdered household." (Now hows that for a scary start?) Soon the paper was gone and I was in a different house, though almost identical in setup, except the front door was in the living room, which was at the corner of the house. I don't know who's house I was in, but I figured I was taken in by some nice family. I can't remember all the talking, but then there was a knock at the door, and someone opened it and in came the Gunsmith Cats. Me, knowing that they were some kind of crime fighters, figured they were investigating the murders, so they came to me to see if I knew anything. I can't remember all the talking like I said, but Rally Vincent followed the two grownups into the kitchen area, while May Hopkins stayed behind and leaned over the back of the couch I was sitting on, along with whom I assume was my stepsister. We talked for bit, and then my stepsister began to complain that her chest hurt. I looked over and saw she was in pain, and then, the moment that horrified me like nothing else, a long arm, with long claw-like fingers, burst out of her chest! I can't remember if I screamed or just stared in shock, but all I knew is that I had to move! Looking over I saw who the arm belonged to, it belonged to May, and she looked different! She looked catlike, as her arms were a bit longer, her ears pointed, I think she had a tail, apparently my subconscious took the Cat in Gunsmith Cats a bit to literally. Quickly getting off the couch I ran to the kitchen area, (A slight note, there were two ways out of the living room, one goes into another room before the kitchen, and the other leads to the hall.) and when I got there, I saw Rally took on a similar appearance, and she had killed my foster parents. She looked at me, and a dark smile came across her face.
"You won't get away this time," she said. I was getting more and more horrified, I figured I would try to hide in the same spot I hid last time, so I avoided May as she swung at me while I turned around to head to the hall area. I made it into the bedroom, and I made my way to the spot where I was going to hide, but before I attempted to hide, I looked up, and saw May was already in the room, and knew where I was. She leaped at me from across the room, but I avoided her as she landed on the bed and made my way out of the room, and went down the hall, and ran up the stairs. I knew trying to hide in either room up there was suicide, but somehow I knew of a secret area which could be accessed at the top of the stairs. (I don't know how it got there, as there was no such thing in my house.) So I made it there, and jumped down into a storage room.
"Where did he go?" May asked. "You lost him?" Rally asked. Me, being stupid, looked up, and saw that I didn't close the opening, of course how could I? As it was a quick drop with nothing to stand on to close it from the inside. May then looked in.
"There you are!" she yelled. I remembered doing a slight scream as I opened the door to get out of the storage area and made my way to the kitchen area as that was where another exit was, but Rally caught me by the neck! "NO! LET ME GO!" I yelled as I tried to escape, but Rally was to strong, as she held me by just wrapping one arm around my neck and holding me in the air. I can't remember what she sad to me, but I remember she sliced my back open to do something inside me, and then I remember giving a rather stupid plea. "You can't, I'm sick!" Of course that was my plea in a lot of nightmares, as I figured they were trying to eat me, so, give them a reason not to eat me, as they would get sick, but that wasn't what Rally had in mind. She then jabbed her hand in my back, and I can still remember the pain I felt before I blacked out. Soon I awoke in a Doom styled area. (I'm talking about the old first person shooter Doom, as I was in what looked like one of the castle areas.) And I wasn't human, I was mutated, and I was with a bunch of odd creatures, many of them not noticing me and going about at random, until I heard gun shots. My view then shifted to a blond girl, dressed in a black and red jumpsuit, and she was shooting many of the monsters, and loving it. She took out quite a few until she got to the room I was in, and she took out all of the monsters, but didn't shoot me, as I went to a corner and played dead, but she noticed that I was still alive and aimed, but paused.
"Why aren't you attempting to attack me?" she asked. She then noted my size and my clothes. "Oh....my...." she then said as she lowered her gun, and we looked at each other for a bit, and then things shifted to a different dream entirely. Now hows that for a wacky nightmare?

Are you aware that there's already a thread about dreams? You can find it here. This is where you should post this kind of stuff

I'll trash this thread... but feel free to copy your dream and post it in there....

thanks for the heads up on this Ziggy