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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 anot

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April 25, 2026·Nightmare
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This dream was originally written in Simplified Chinese.

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

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🫠

Symbols woven through this dream

Dream Imagery

  1. Dream

    Dream

    Symbols

    这个梦境无比真实且恐怖，让梦者在醒来后仍心有余悸。

  2. Car

    Car

    Objects

    梦者乘坐的顺风车在路上发生车祸，随后司机驾车逃逸，将梦者带入诈骗窝点。

  3. Escape

    Escape

    Actions

    车祸后司机带着梦者逃逸，随后梦者又被困在诈骗窝点，试图逃离却无果。

  4. Fraud

    Fraud

    Symbols

    梦者在车祸后被司机带到一处集中点，发现那里全是搞诈骗的人，自己被圈禁其中。

  5. Helplessness

    Helplessness

    Emotions

    在车祸逃逸和被困诈骗窝点后，梦者感到无助，尤其是在求助无门时，绝望感强烈。

  6. Woman

    Woman

    People

    梦者被困的诈骗窝点里全是女人，有老有少，其中一人称自己已被困十几年。

  7. Money

    Money

    Objects

    诈骗团伙向梦者索要100万才能离开，这笔巨额钱财是梦者被困的直接原因。

  8. Anxious

    Anxious

    Emotions

    从车祸到被困诈骗窝点，梦者一直处于极度焦虑和恐惧之中，醒来后心跳仍狂跳不已。

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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
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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
Basically Running Into a War While Traveling, Then a Terrifying Subway
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Basically Running Into a War While Traveling, Then a Terrifying Subway

I dreamed I was at the escalator of a high-speed rail station. I saw my brother, and he said he was taking me to Japan. I asked him why, and he said it was to practice speaking. Then my brother's friend was also there, and she said I could go. So I asked my brother if we could make it back before Saturday (because I had something else to do on Saturday in real life). My brother said yes, and then asked if we had any recommended places to go. Everyone marked places on the map for my brother. I thought about it and chose a city recommended in National Geographic (I recently saw that city on TikTok and really wanted to go). Then my brother said, Hanhan, you absolutely cannot be late. Then he was going to take me to the airport. We passed a stretch of road we had passed last time. Because it was the middle of the night, there was no one there, just like the last time we came. But suddenly, war broke out. Artillery shells destroyed the streets and houses, and fires were burning everywhere. My brother told me to run quickly (to this day I still don't know if the 'you' in the dream was telling me to run away or run to the airport). 'What are you spacing out for at a time like this?' I finally realized I had been stunned by the bombs. So the two of us sprinted wildly to the airport, and in the blink of an eye, we arrived in Japan. After arriving in Japan, I went to take the subway. But the subway station I walked into was inexplicably tall, massive, and empty, without a single person in sight. I didn't know where my brother went either. When I finally managed to see people, it turned out everyone was walking in the opposite direction from me. I was a little angry and scared, but I kept walking forward anyway. Then I entered the largest elevator I had ever seen. It was about the size of a classroom, and there wasn't a single light on. Inside, there were two staff members. They were holding giant, circular fluorescent stickers (about the size of five plates). When they saw me, they said, 'Congratulations! You can make a wish!' I was baffled—why would a subway do this? Plus, after the elevator doors closed, only the stickers were glowing, which looked a bit creepy. One of them even peeled the backing off the sticker and stuck it onto me, then kept pressing me for my wish. I didn't really want to answer, so I asked what people usually wished for. The lady replied: 'Usually people wish for everything to be okay and things like that.' So I just casually used two blessing words, and then the elevator doors opened, and I left. And then I woke up.

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4/7/2026