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Dreaming of Blanking in Class and Classmates Doing Drugs by the River

Had a fucking nightmare. Dreamt I was at school going over exam papers, got called on to answer but knew absolutely nothing. Then, walking home after class, all the classmates walking by the river wer

This dream was originally written in Simplified Chinese.

Translations are AI-generated and may not capture every nuance.

Had a fucking nightmare. Dreamt I was at school going over exam papers, got called on to answer but knew absolutely nothing. Then, walking home after class, all the classmates walking by the river were smoking and doing drugs. I didn't dare get close to them, but there were too many people. Someone flicked a cigarette butt and it landed right between my fingers. As the crowd kept walking, there was a traffic jam of people. Terrifying dream.

Symbols woven through this dream

Dream Imagery

  1. Concert

    Concert

    Actions

    梦见在上学时被点名回答关于试卷的问题,但自己却什么都不会,感到非常焦虑和恐慌。

  2. Crowd

    Crowd

    People

    梦者在回家的路上遇到拥挤的人群,尽管她试图避开抽烟的同学,但人群的拥挤和随处丢弃的烟头让她感到窒息和恐惧。

  3. Traffic Jam

    Traffic Jam

    Places

    在人群中行走时,突然遇到了交通堵塞,这加剧了梦者的恐慌感,让她感到被困住,无法逃脱。

  4. Test paper

    Test paper

    Objects

    梦中出现了试卷,但梦者在被点名回答时一无所知,这让她感到非常恐慌。

  5. riverside

    riverside

    Places

    梦境中,叙述者走在回家的路上,经过江边,看到同学们在江边抽烟吸毒,不敢靠近。

  6. Cigarette butt

    Cigarette butt

    Objects

    梦中,有人将烟头丢到我手上,我被夹住,这让我感到害怕和不安。

Interpreted by Epona AI

Dream Interpretation

抱歉听到你经历了一个如此让人后怕的噩梦。醒来时那种心有余悸的感觉一定非常不好受。作为一个倾听者和梦境分析者,我想给你一个温暖的拥抱。噩梦虽然让人恐惧,但它们往往是潜意识在向我们发送的“紧急电报”,试图引起我们对现实生活中某些被忽视的压力或情绪的关注。

这个梦境非常丰富,充满了强烈的视觉冲击和心理暗示。让我们像解开一个谜语一样,带着好奇与同理心,一起来探索这个梦境背后可能隐藏的深层信息。

🔮 Symbols & Themes (符号与主题)

你的梦境中出现了几个非常经典且具有强烈象征意义的画面。结合荣格心理学和普遍的梦境意象,我们可以这样来理解它们:

* 学校、试卷与“大脑空白”:

在梦中回到学校并被点名提问,是一个非常普遍的“表现焦虑(Performance Anxiety)”原型。在荣格心理学中,这通常与我们在现实生活中的自我价值感、能力评估或面对某种“考验”有关。你“啥也不会”的无力感,可能暗示着你在清醒生活中正面临某种让你感到准备不足、害怕被评判或担心暴露自身弱点的处境。

* 江水与回家的路:

“下课回家”代表着从公共领域(学校/社会)向私人安全领域(家/内在自我)的过渡。在江边行走,江水通常象征着潜意识的流动或生命的情感之流。这条路本该是通向平静与安全的,但梦境却在这里发生了转折,暗示你在寻找内心安宁的过程中遇到了阻碍。

* 抽烟吸毒的同学与“集体阴影”:

周围同学都在进行抽烟、吸毒等破坏性行为,这在心理学上可以被视为一种“集体阴影(Collective Shadow)”的显现。他们代表了一种混乱、有毒、失控的环境或能量。你不敢靠近他们,说明你的意识清醒地知道这些事物的危害,并试图保持自身的纯洁与独立。

* 被迫夹在手上的烟头:

这是梦境中最具戏剧性也最让人不适的细节。别人丢的烟头精准地落入你手中被夹住,这是一个极其强烈的边界被侵犯的象征。它或许代表着在现实中,即使你极力想要独善其身,外界的负面能量、他人的烂摊子或社会环境的压力,依然会以一种强迫的方式“烫”到你,让你被迫沾染或承担。

* 人群与“塞车”:

人走路竟然也会“塞车”,这种荒诞的意象放大了梦境中的幽闭感和窒息感。它象征着停滞不前、失去个人空间以及被集体力量裹挟的无力感。你被困在了一个你既不认同、又无法逃离的环境中。

🌊 Emotional Landscape (情感图景)

这个梦境的情感轨迹非常清晰,并且呈现出一种逐渐升级的压迫感:

梦的开场是焦虑与羞耻。在教室里被点名却回答不出问题,那种众目睽睽之下的窘迫,是一种向内的情绪消耗。接着,当你离开教室走在江边,情绪转变为警惕、异化与恐惧。你看着周围堕落的同学,感到自己与这个群体格格不入。

当烟头落入你手中的那一刻,情绪达到了一个小高潮,转变为被污染的惊吓与愤怒——你明明什么都没做,却被迫卷入其中。最后,人群的“塞车”将所有的情绪推向了幽闭恐惧般的绝望与窒息

这种情感的递进,可能非常真实地反映了你近期在现实生活中的心理状态:从一开始担心自己做得不够好,到后来发现周围的环境本身就充满了消耗与混乱,最后感到自己被困在其中,动弹不得,甚至被迫承受了他人的负面影响。

🧠 Subconscious Insights (潜意识洞察)

在这个“吓死人的梦”之下,你的潜意识或许正在处理一些深刻的内在冲突和现实压力:

1. “独善其身”与“被裹挟”的拉扯

梦境揭示了一种强烈的“出淤泥而试图不染”的挣扎。你试图在一条充满毒性(抽烟吸毒)的道路上走回自己安全的家,但潜意识在告诉你:当大环境过于拥挤和混乱时,保持绝对的边界是非常困难的(烟头落入手中)。你可能在现实中正处于一个让你感到不适的职场、人际圈子或社会环境中,你害怕自己会被同化,或者害怕别人的负面情绪/行为会无可避免地波及到你。

2. 评价体系的失效与迷茫

梦的前半段是传统的评价体系(学校试卷),后半段是失控的社会百态(吸毒的同学与塞车的人群)。这或许暗示着你内心正在经历一种价值观的冲击——你不仅担心自己无法满足某种标准的期待(不会做题),同时又对周围人所遵循的生存方式(麻醉自己、随波逐流)感到恐惧和抗拒。你被卡在了“我该如何表现”和“我不想成为他们”之间。

3. 对失去控制权的深层恐惧

无论是被老师随机点名、被别人扔来烟头,还是被人群堵住去路,你在整个梦境中都处于一种“被动接受”的状态。潜意识可能在借此表达你近期对生活失控的焦虑感。你渴望找回自主权,渴望能够畅通无阻地走回那个代表安全与本真的“家”。

💭 Reflection Questions (反思与提问)

为了帮助你将这些洞察与你的现实生活建立联系,不妨在心境平和时,问问自己以下几个问题:

1. 关于“试卷与点名”: 最近在工作、学业或人际关系中,是否有什么事情让你感觉自己正在被“考核”,并且让你产生了自我怀疑或“准备不足”的焦虑感?

2. 关于“有毒的同学”: 环顾你当下的生活环境或社交圈,是否有一些人或氛围让你觉得是消耗性的、混乱的?你是否感到自己为了合群或生存,正在艰难地维持着自己的底线?

3. 关于“被迫夹住的烟头”: 近期是否有人将他们的问题、情绪垃圾或责任强加到了你的身上?你是否觉得自己的个人边界被无理地侵犯了?

4. 关于“人群塞车”: 你目前生活中的哪个方面让你感觉像是陷入了泥沼、停滞不前?如果可以拨开人群,你真正想去的地方(你的“家”)对你来说意味着什么?

亲爱的朋友,噩梦虽然可怕,但它也是你内心强大保护机制的一部分。它在提醒你:是时候审视周围的环境,重新划定你的心理边界了。允许自己洗去梦中那个烟头带来的不适感,在现实中为自己创造一个可以自由呼吸的、不“塞车”的小天地。祝你今晚能有一个平静、安稳的睡眠。

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I dreamed I was in a sealed building, exploring it with a group of people. It was very dangerous here, but there was a man in our team who could foresee the future, which gave us a lot of peace of mind. We entered a room that looked perfectly normal, just an ordinary person's room. Because it was a sealed building, there were no windows at all, but this apartment still had a balcony designed into it. This was very strange, so we decided to go take a look. I took the lead. The moment I stepped onto the balcony, the man who could foresee the future suddenly turned pale and shouted, "Watch out for the mermaid monster in the water!" I reflexively shut the door immediately, but it was too late. The mirror on the balcony flew straight through the crack up to the ceiling and sucked me in. Then I entered the world inside the mirror. I was a mermaid, still by the sea. It seemed I couldn't leave the shore too far; the water around here was shallow, and there was hardly anyone around. I saw two mermaids sitting by the sea nearby, so I went to ask them questions, but it was a bit hard to speak up. I figured I'd sit side-by-side with them first before chatting. When I sat down, I realized one of them was holding a bloody helmet. The moment I saw the bloodstain, I understood: that was my blood. I had lost my head once before. I was trapped in a world of reincarnation. I had already died once, and I would die again, but I absolutely had to survive. I went and asked them what this thing was. They answered that it was a friend's head; this friend was already dead, and they told me to be careful too, as there were monsters in the deep sea, and they were not friends. I indicated that I understood. Then, inexplicably, I saw a packet of Buldak spicy noodles inside the helmet, but they didn't seem to think this was strange at all, so I just pretended not to see it. Then I saw a man walking over from a crowded area, holding a bucket, wearing a malicious smile on his face. I don't know when the other mermaids disappeared; I was the only one left. Then the man suddenly splashed the water from his bucket at me. I could feel it—it was highly corrosive acid. Although it was useless against mermaids, I was extremely angry. I cursed out loud. The man seemed very surprised to hear me curse; he stopped, and then walked toward me looking very angry. I was completely dumbfounded—you're the one getting angry? I immediately made up my mind: I was going to feed him to the monsters in the deep sea. I cursed even harsher, insulting his ancestors to the eighteenth generation, while I started to run. Sure enough, he chased after me. I calculated his speed; the deeper the water, the faster I got. But towards the end, I suddenly slowed down, as if I was entangled by something. He looked very happy seeing me tangled up, as if telling me I was done for. Then, the moment he grabbed me, I pulled him into the deep sea. It was already midnight by then, and he couldn't see the dividing line between the deep sea and the shallow water. He had no idea he was only a few meters away from the deep sea, and just like that, I dragged him into the deep zone. I immediately saw several dark shadows swimming over. The man was already clutching me like a lifeline, so I did a sharp S-curve and flung him away. By the time I swam back to the shallow water, I didn't even hear his screams. Then I noticed those mermaids had returned. They said they were very grateful to me and asked why I didn't just kill him directly instead of using the monsters to kill him. I explained that I didn't want to kill someone directly; I was afraid it would leave me with psychological trauma. Then we started chatting. They even brought a small pot to boil water, and I happily cooked the Buldak noodles to eat. Then the next day, a mermaid with precognitive abilities discovered that the apocalypse was coming. I asked carefully, and they said the owner of the helmet had legs and had already saved them once; they didn't expect the mermaid apocalypse to come anyway. I told them not to be afraid. I said we could see if the owner of the helmet left any clues. They immediately said that made sense and started fumbling with the helmet (turns out they had the helmet in their hands for so long and never opened it once to look). At this time, the monsters in the water started forcing their way ashore. Mermaids who were bitten would instantly lose their minds and become violently powerful. We were all running away. Then, inexplicably, I saw another me—the me of this world. Then I suddenly realized that I could die. The one trapped in the cycle of reincarnation wasn't the me who was a mermaid, but the me who was a human in this world. The reincarnating me was saving the mermaid me, and the mermaid me was also saving the reincarnating me, because once I left, the cycle would disappear. I forgot most of what happened after that. It was roughly about me drawing a magic circle to take the mermaids who trapped the me of this world in the cycle away to my world, and I even gave them legs, but a very powerful monster was still left behind. Then I woke up. (This dream was really long. It actually wasn't over; I went through about 4 similar instances in the building, but I forgot them all.)

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5/2/2026
Nightmare

Nightmare: Former Company Becomes a Restaurant, Rescuing a Drunk Chubby Guy

My biological clock woke me up after I had a nightmare. My former company had turned into a restaurant, and all my colleagues were working there. One colleague was drinking with a chubby guy. The colleague must have been dizzy from drinking; he called me over and said, 'Whatever you do, don't let the chubby guy pay,' and then he passed out. I took the chubby guy to the door to hail a cab. He was also drunk and tried to rush out into the rain, but I pulled him back and asked him where he was going. At this point, the dream became incredibly exhausting as I tried to fill in his address for him. I used all my willpower to type it out, and finally, an A4 paper with the filled-in address appeared. After filling it out, I noticed the chubby guy was no longer drunk; he was completely sober.

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5/16/2026

This noon dream was so real it left me terrified after waking up

I had an incredibly real and terrifying dream during my midday nap, just thinking about it now makes me scared🥹\n\nIn the dream, I was taking a rideshare back, and the car suddenly collided with another car on the road. It was a sharp bend, and it forced the oncoming car off the cliff😌 After the crash, the driver didn't stop. Instead, he took me along as he fled the scene, and I didn't dare say much.\n\nAfter driving for about half an hour, the car suddenly stopped. I still held onto a lucky thought, wondering if the driver had finally found his conscience. But it turned out he just drove the car to a place that looked like a gathering point. At the time, I still didn't realize it was a scam. I asked him if I could just pay the fare first and call another car. He said, then give me 1 million! I said why😓 If not, let's just call the police. He said you can call the police, no problem. But the call just wouldn't go through. I thought my phone was broken at the time, so I asked to borrow a phone from a woman next to me. The people around just said, it's useless, don't even think about it...\n\nOnly then did I belatedly realize that he hadn't found his conscience at all; the place was full of scammers, and I had been roped right in. They told me that unless I coughed up 1 million, I shouldn't even think about leaving, and I would stay here forever.\n\nI was surrounded entirely by women, both old and young. I asked one of them how long she had been here, and she said over ten years. At that moment, I completely broke down, with only one thought in my mind: I might as well be dead.\n\nThinking of the people I had just seen the day before, I felt in a daze that it was probably the last time I'd see them, and I was so devastated I couldn't breathe. I regretted why I hadn't been better to them! I didn't even know if I'd ever have the chance to see them again in this lifetime[可怜R] The intense despair and sense of reality crushed me until I couldn't catch my breath, when suddenly the alarm rang, and I jolted awake, my heart still pounding wildly. Thank goodness! It was just a dream. It was really too scary, thank goodness it was just a dream, so terrifying🫠

Anonymous
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4/25/2026

The Virus-Infected Village and the Nightmare of Pursuit

In my dream, it was the village where I lived as a child. Many people gathered in the village; everyone was expressionless, as if controlled by a virus, attacking anyone they saw. They held stones in their hands and smashed them violently against each other's heads. The bloody and violent scene was utterly terrifying. I hid everywhere, but those people spread out like a virus, completely devoid of human consciousness. I ran desperately until I was exhausted, but there was an endless stream of people chasing me from behind. I felt so desperate. Stumbling and crawling, I crossed a ditch. After getting onto the bank, I hid behind a haystack to catch my breath for a moment. Soon, the infected people spotted me. I had no choice but to gather my courage and keep running, heading towards my grandmother's village. On the way, I saw an astonishing sight: hundreds, perhaps thousands, of magnificent horses galloping towards me. All the horses were draped in incredibly long, glossy, light pink hair. The hair on their four lower legs was also exceptionally long; only the hair on their thighs was short. They just galloped towards me like fast-moving clouds. With no time to think, I quickly dashed into the river ditch and climbed up to the cornfield on the opposite side. The corn seedlings were thigh-high and grew sparsely. By bending down, I could hide from the crazed humans. Feeling slightly safer, I ran madly deeper into the field. Later, I arrived at my grandmother's village. This village was much quieter, seemingly not yet contaminated by the virus. I rested for a moment in a hidden spot. When I looked out again, the people outside were already acting strange, their eyes glazed over. It wasn't safe to stay here for long, but the environment outside was not good either. There were ruined walls and rubble everywhere, as if it had been through a catastrophe. Just then, a cold gleam flashed before my eyes. A machete slashed towards me. I barely dodged it, scrambled to grab a wooden stick, and fought back with zero technique. There was a thicker stick in the distance, but I failed to grab it several times. Later, somehow, we called a truce because we both realized the other was a normal person. Interestingly, the other person was a girl with short hair, wearing an army-green combat suit, looking very tough. So I had a companion. We hid in a truck to rest. She patted her shoulder, letting me lie down to sleep. Soon she fell asleep herself. How could I dare to sleep? I looked around vigilantly. Sure enough, I saw two trucks coming from the direction of my village, filled with infected people. I shook her awake. She immediately prepared for battle, but my sixth sense told me we couldn't defeat them. The girl, however, didn't seem to think that much; her expression was normal, showing no fear. I said goodbye to her and prepared to find a safe place. Heading east was the direction to the city; perhaps there would be a glimmer of hope for survival. Stumbling along the way, I barely managed to stay alive. Ahead was a river with clear water. Corpses were bobbing up and down in it, their faces soaked pale by the river water. I wasn't very scared, but I felt disgusted. I lingered on the bank for quite a while until I heard roaring sounds approaching from afar. Only then did I muster the courage to wade across the river. In the distance was a deep, dark path shaded by trees, leading to who knows where...

Anonymous
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4/24/2026

Rainbow Flags in the Chapel and Uncontrolled Anger: A Nightmare of Self-Trial

In the dream, today was Sunday, and I went to the chapel for service with my parents. The black rectangular wooden desk in front of me was covered with my things, all objects representing my LGBT identity. There seemed to be many rainbow flags of various sizes and rainbow heart pins. Suddenly I remembered that Christians don't like these things. The feeling was like oil bubbling up from the bottom of the water. Then I smashed them all onto the floor, shattering them, trampling them to pieces. The sound they made was very muffled, very muffled. Then, like a madman, I overturned everything on the desk. There was a pile of small flags on the desk, I don't know what the pattern was, brown, a deadly amount of them, countless. I threw them all on the floor and crushed them under the soles of my shoes, hearing the faint snap of the flagpoles breaking. Hidden inside the desk drawer was a small booklet, eight pages in total. It contained the names and photos of blessed clergy. The middle page was me and my photo. The me in the photo was smiling, it was a pretty good picture. I stared at that smile for two seconds and felt that it wasn't me. I tore the booklet to shreds too, ripping it page by page, throwing it on the floor, and stomping on it many times. I was actually quite surprised to see this at the time, because I had no idea I was in this booklet. The surprise only lingered for a moment before being replaced by an inexplicable anger. The person in the seat ahead suddenly yawned, a very slow and long yawn, and his head leaned against the edge of my desk. I told him to drop dead while pushing the back of his head away; my palms were covered in sweat. Then I frantically apologized to him, a whole string of sorries. Afterwards, I stood up and started slapping myself hard in the face. I pounded my chest and head with my fists, bone against bone, making a hollow drumming sound. I cursed myself for being a huge fucking idiot while beating myself up; I swore I would beat myself to a pulp. Then I walked to the back. My parents were sitting a few rows behind. That day was their first day back from America. I walked up to them, bent down, and shouted with all my might, saying I was having a manic episode. I said everyone in the world was a fucking piece of trash, including myself. Let everyone die. The sound was so loud I thought all the glass in the chapel would shatter. But no one heard. Only my parents; they were in great pain, very quiet. After cursing, I returned to my seat. Today's preaching pastor was a thirteen-year-old girl, wearing a black dress, the hem just reaching her knees. She walked over and asked me a question. I forgot what the question was, anyway it was about Christianity. I also called her a fucking idiot, told her to go die quickly, to go back into her mother's womb and restart. I said a lot of ugly, unbearable things. Every sentence was dug out from my throat. She stood there without any reaction at all. The corner of her black skirt swayed slightly, maybe blown by the wind. The scene suddenly changed. This was an unfamiliar bedroom, a small room in my home in Beihai. A yellowed photo of my mother hung on the wall, my mother was smiling. This place, it seemed I had been here many times and yet never been here. The bedsheets were old, and outside the window there was the smell of the sea. I went mad again and smashed things, I tore the pillow open, shattered the cup, and cursed everyone in the world as fucking idiots. I ran out in the middle of the night, there was no one on the street, and my shadow was stretched very long under the streetlight. I continued to curse at the empty road, everyone is a fucking idiot, my voice swallowed by the wind. Finally, my consciousness told me to post this dream on Xiaohongshu, and not to say it was a dream. I also had to send it to an online friend, a very gentle and nice female online friend, maybe a future online girlfriend. The dream ended.

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4/20/2026

疑惑的追杀

梦见我遇到了一个杀人犯,然后那个杀人犯在杀人时候不小心把血溅我身上了,但是我逃掉了,而且没有被他发现。 然后,有一次,警官过来问我说,问我有没有看见那个男的。我回答警官,没有看见,因为我不知道那个杀人犯是他。 因为我不是很爱干净,回家后我把那件衣服就扔在了个衣服堆里面。其实,我当时也没有发现那是在杀人,直到有一次我发现家里味道有点不太对,臭臭的然后就把那件衣服翻出来了,也发现了血,然后我又打算去警察局报案,说我看到了线索。 然后去警察局的时候,我发现我家门口那个警察局其实很小。 而且里面甚至没有人。我们在门口等了一会儿,才等到有人过来。然后我跟他们说我可能有那个杀人犯的线索,我要报案。然后,他们边马上把我带去另一个地方,那是一个很繁华的街口。路口,然后那个路口有好几个高楼。就是用玻璃支棱起来的,很高的楼,很漂亮,很大。然后我们去上面聊,我把衣服送给他们之后,他们不知道为什么又聚集了很多人在那里,都是很年轻的人。然后,要求我们扩建这个警察厅。 可能是我最近基建的游戏玩多了,玩那个终末地一直在基建。然后我也梦见我在我在梦里面就一直在扩建这个地,然后时不时还会有那个警官过来监督我。但是,那个警官总是会有监督,就很烦,然后我就不基建了。假装自己在睡觉,我就回家睡觉去了。 不知道为什么,突然从现实变成游戏,然后我就整个人就站那边,突然停下来了。然后就看见自己把手从鼠标和键盘上拿下来,然后看屏幕上自己停下来了,然后我就去睡觉了。然后一觉睡醒,继续玩这个游戏,然后我整个人又重新进入这个游戏世界。 然后,不知道为什么,我还遇到了那个杀人犯,我跟那个杀人犯和他聊了两下天。好像还跟我分享他的杀人经验,但我忘了。 然后,我梦见我是一个大叔,就是那种抠脚大汉。但是不知道为什么,我穿着女装穿的很漂亮很漂亮的女装,而且还化着很好看很好看的妆。然后,我就变成那种非常漂亮的高冷御姐。然后,有个男孩就很喜欢我,他跟我想和我一起走,想把我带回家。我假装答应了他。在那小男孩在有个桥上散步的时候,我他把眼睛给蒙住,然后当众就开始脱衣服。我把那那套女装脱了,脱的只剩下T恤、裤子,然后穿上自己的鞋子,然后又当众扎了头发,卸妆,就赶紧跑了。 时间回溯,我再一次经过这个桥,但这一次,我是一个女孩子,很温柔,很善良,没有依靠,住的地方还很破,那种典型的女主。然后经过这个桥,看见有 两个人找我搭讪,但我很害怕。然后就有人帮阻止他们,然后就赶紧跑掉了,然后回家的时候,我梦见我有个朋友。 然后,我那个朋友好像不是很喜欢我了,因为我有点摆架子。我明明很善良,但是在朋友面前就是忍不住摆架子,然后就被朋友讨厌了。因为这样子,我们两个就吵架了。后来,朋友因为这件事情在家里和家人也吵架了。然后,她就退学了。我很难过[流泪],因为我发现在学校里原来除了她没有人和我玩了。 然后,就忍不住找有一个男生玩,因为那个男孩子之前和我讲过话,但是无论我怎么跟他讲话,他好像不是愿意很愿意理我不愿意孤独[流泪]。那个男孩子。经常各种女孩子回家,然后就跟他说,要不你也去我家玩吧?他说,好呀,可以去他家玩,我就答应了。 然后结果去他家的时候,他突然开始强奸我。但是还没强奸成功,突然又有个男的过来给了他一下,然后他们俩开始打架,然后就突然变成了超能力者之间的战斗。 然后,两个人突然就有了超能力强奸我那个男的超能力是,只要每上一个女的他能力就会更强一点。然后,另一个男的能力我好像有点忘了。总之,很离谱,很恶心,反正他们两个就开始战斗,我就趁这个间隙逃掉了,最后是强奸我那个男的胜了,我也成功逃跑了。 我就赶紧回家,但是在回家的路上,我又遇到了麻烦事儿。我梦见今天在大桥上找我的那两个男的,找到我家来了。 他们似乎很不爽,我当时没有理他们,他们就找到我家里来了。他们把我带到我家附近的一个废弃大楼,在一个铁架子上,把我摁在地上,开始打我,但是打了两下,然后就开始讲什么事情了,忘了。 然后,他们的老大就来了,明明两个欺负我的是小混混,老大居然还西装革履的,穿着还挺帅,有一个大风衣。然后,我不知道为什么,他们就是要杀我玩,把我杀着玩,然后把我把我推到那个高台上。 然后,我突然想起来,之前在那个超能力者之间战斗的时候,我在逃跑的时候也是从高台上跳下去的,但那个时候,不知道为什么,我有个能力可以和动物们亲近,然后。在那个高台下面,有一只鹿,我跳下去那个鹿就用自己的能力在空中把我接住了,然后就让我安平安无事的走了。 但这次他们来,他们把周围的动物都清理掉了,然后和我说,这回可没有东西接着我了,我要是跳下去,我就真的死了。然后开始跟他们聊天,因为是死人嘛,他们说愿意满足我最后一个愿望,然后就开始跟他们扯闲聊,扯这扯那的。反正我是必死之,也聊的都是他们感兴趣的事情,然后他们后来有点嫌我说多了,问我到底要许什么愿望,不许马上就把我杀了。 然后,我就从高台上跳下去了,很不幸[流泪],我是背面着地的,然后地上还有一个尖刺,直接把我贯穿了。那是一个立在那里的,一个铁棍,长方形的一个铁棍。嗯然后,那个老大真的很震惊,打算下来看我,给我一个痛快。 他下来了之后,他拿出了枪。然后我跟他说,能不能用枪打我的脑袋,让我死的没有痛苦一些[流泪]。他只是让我不要打断他说话,他似乎还有话想告诉我。但是其实我当时一个字也听不清,也听不进去,只觉得自己的血一直在流失,感觉自己体温越来越低,视线越来越模糊。 然后他就不知道说了点啥,然后拿枪指着我的脑袋,然后啪打了一下,结果空了。 他很震惊,然后拿枪连续对着我打了好几下,结果每一发都是空的。他才意识到有人耍他。 他赶紧上楼,然后不知道为什么,这个时候脑海里突然回想到一段一过段以往的事情。其实这段我经历过。之前的时候也是。我也是被他们几个弄在上面,然后下来。但那一次,那个老大的枪是实心的,他确实把我打死了。然后以灵魂状态的我就看见他上楼,然后他就被他的一个下属杀死了。然后,这一次他也上楼了,我觉得他下属也可能要出手,我就还提醒他小心点,结果他还是死了。 然后,那个老大的那个下属就出来,然后我就跟他说,原来你成功了。他问我,我是怎么看出来他想杀他老大的。我怎这么说得出来啊?我就只是笑一笑,就没有跟他讲话。 然后他可能还有点舍不得杀我了。我躺在地上流血,他倚在那边的门口看着我,看了好一会儿,才把我杀了。 然后我就醒了

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4/8/2026

The House of Pain

(Third-person perspective throughout) (I was female in the dream) I dreamed I was a half-mouse person wearing a school uniform. I was in a room, inexplicably holding a report card. Then a sexy, somewhat scantily clad female teacher told me to sit down. I sat down for no reason, and the teacher started asking me questions, but I couldn't understand what she was saying, so I just stared at her blankly. Then she seemed to say I was an idiot or something and needed to be punished. I didn't resist. She tied me to a table, then brought out life-sized scissors and knives covered in dirty bloodstains. The scene inexplicably became very eerie, and the female teacher's face turned into a big bad wolf, revealing sinister teeth and dripping drool onto me. Then I watched her dismember me and sew me back together. Throughout the whole process, I was screaming and trying to resist, but she held me down and messed with me. Once I was sewn up, she let me go, and I was kicked out, looking completely bewildered. I went out and saw a very winding corridor. Many corridors were connected together like a honeycomb, linking to various rooms. Now, many people were coming out of the rooms one after another. I ran into a middle-aged man. Seeing me, he smiled and came over to talk. 'Unfamiliar face, you must be new here?' I didn't answer, just nodded. 'I can tell at a glance you're new. Do you know where this is?' I still didn't answer and shook my head. 'This is XXX (I forgot). Everyone here has to strive to become miserable, whether mentally or physically. Only by becoming the most miserable person three times in a row can you leave this place and return to the world.' I nodded, seeming to understand. The man told me that time loops back here every so often. It was still early, and if I wanted to, I could go experience other rooms, so I went. I walked into the nearest room and found myself turned into a gorilla person, tall and burly. I couldn't even recognize myself. Then I saw many gorilla people surrounding a small monkey. The little monkey seemed to be the boss, and everyone was extremely respectful to him. Seeing me at the door, the little monkey waved me over, gesturing that he wanted to whisper something to me. He made me bend down, and then this little monkey bit off my ear. I suddenly covered my ear in disbelief. Then I found my body was out of control. I saw tentacles wrapping around me one by one. I slowly lost my breath, watching the tentacles tear open my skin and drill into my muscles. Finally, my vision was completely filled with tentacles, and then, covered in blood, I was thrown out. At this time, the man appeared again. He asked me what this room was for and why I went to suffer, what was the point? I asked him when the loop would happen, and he said it was still early. He said we were actually all pitiful people with no hope of getting out. He was among the first batch to arrive and had never seen anyone leave. I didn't believe it and argued with him. I felt that someone absolutely must have gotten out, that it must be possible to leave. The two of us started bickering until the loop was about to begin. Alarms sounded in the rooms, and everyone obediently went outside. Only then did I see that the outside was actually a void, a pure white nothingness. Beneath our feet was a cliff, and then the places we could step on suddenly started shrinking. We all fell down. Except for a few, I didn't even hear anyone scream. Then my vision went black, and I woke up as if from a nightmare (not really waking up). I saw myself turn into a mouse person again: dismembered, sewn up. Then I didn't want to go out, so that sexy female teacher just kicked me out (actually, thinking back, it felt pretty good). I saw the man again. This time he was soaking wet. He asked me why I was still in this room. I said I didn't know. He then taught me that there was a box at the door, and before jumping off the cliff, I should grab the tag for the room I wanted to enter, otherwise it would be random. I said I understood, and then I experienced two more rooms (I forgot the contents). Before jumping down again, the man and I had another argument. This time the topic was still whether anyone had ever gotten out. No one paid attention to us. Then, when I jumped down this time, I felt like I was glitched and stuck at the very bottom. I seemed to see a part of the world. I saw someone get out, and the system asked him if he wanted to return to the world. The person said yes. The system began to explain that he now had two choices: 1. Choose to be a spectator, where you can watch how others suffer, and return to the world when you've stayed long enough; 2. Return to the world directly, but the current world is full of instances everywhere and is very unsafe. That person chose to be a spectator. Then a door appeared. I saw many people inside sitting on beanbag chairs, holding popcorn and watching a screen. Then that person walked in and grabbed some popcorn. But I seemed to see myself; if it were me, I would also choose to be a spectator first. Then I woke up again, still in the mouse person room. Then I saw that I had died, and just when I didn't know if I would resurrect, I truly woke up.

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4/7/2026