So...
I was doing some scientific computer (i'm still doing it)
and I passed out.
meanwhile as I slept a eerie nightmare came over me.
For some reason, there was a marriage that was going to happen several days from now. I didn't know the names of the people just faces. The person that was going to be marrying though was some girl with the face of Rukia.
Anywho. the problem was when we slept, nightmares engulfed our dreams and tried to kill us. If they succeeded in killing us in our sleep then we wake up to be more or less zombies.
When I went to sleep. It was like one of those survival escape games, where you had to climb over obstacles and had those quick action events where if you don't spam A or w/e you fall down a hole or some crap like that. Anyways It was like, running over roof tops knocking zombies off with the little tools that we had. We made it to the end area and 4 giant hellish walls sprung up from the shadows surrounding us creating a boss like battlefield. The nightmare demon came forth and it was some demonic face on a floating painting surrounded with a crimson aura. He had two subordinates with him, both female in looks but with those japanese kabuki masks.
Then the battle commenced. For everyone else in my group that I was with trying to help me survive my dream. it was like an FF V fight. But for me, I could move around and smack anyone I could, free from the turn based action.
My allies ganged up on one of the demon ladies while I went after the other. I smacked her in the face with a baseball bat and she immediatly despawned. She left a nice box on the ground in the shape of a christmas present. I opened it up and it revealed a glowing syringe. I pulled it out and held it in my hand. My allies soon eliminated their enemy and we were all ready for the final fight with my nightmarish demon.
My allies went in, one at a time trying to deal damage to the monstrosity. Their efforts failed as the demon brushed off every attack as if being hit by a plushie. I looked around at my battered allies and held my glowing syringe. I leapt forward, clenching onto the floating painting, jabbing it repeatedly with the medical needle. Every time I pulled it out, oozed black liquid everywhere. After several violent attacks by me, the painting turned white and collasped on the floor and the battle was over.
After I woke up (still in my dream) I thanked my friends who did their inception group dreaming event with me. However, even though we each killed off our nightmare demon, we were still haunted. We had to leave the house we were in. We each started packing the necessities we needed.
As I looked through my closet I pulled out a pair of pants that I haven't worn since I was 15. Inside the pocket was a wallet filled with old two dollar bills and other special memorabilia. Looking through the old findings, the nightmare starting laughing at me, taunting me. My replies were vulgar and filled with disgust. I gathered my belongings and exited my room and closed the door.
Then I woke up (for real this time) and was like O___O wtf