This was the most vivid and oddly terrifying dream I've ever had. It was so scary I couldn't go back to sleep and was compelled to write it all down - after I built the nerve to get out of bed and turn on my light. I was still too scared to leave my bedroom until daylight, which even then... didn't change that overwhelming feeling of dread/horror. My heart raced the entire time I wrote this.
Here's a copy/paste of what I wrote.
Hanging out with 4 friends after school one day. Guessing we're teenagers, maybe in our early 20's. Siting basically in the front of Jake's apartment but not - it was a house. Talking to someone about how we had to go to work later, and they said I needed a facebook (which I do).
We go to work, they show me this coat scam they do - we're waiters - and as we were asking people if they were ready, we'd walk around with this really nice coat and somehow try to trick people into buying it, or taking it. This one woman, we tried it on - she was very attractive, couple years older than us I remember thinking - she didn't fall for the scam, but we caught a sock falling out of her pocket after she just pretended to be very wealthy, and consequently - I quoted Kenny on how he treated a customer earlier that week, and shamed her out of the store.
Before she got to the door, my friend John was there trying to pick her up - get her number, whatever. She was repelling him effectively - so I walk up and tried to wingman him. Somehow it ended up she was interested in me, even though I just shamed her good. I thought she was just bullshitting me, so I asked her and read her face... she was either an amazing liar, or really into me. I gave her my facebook name, whatever - she said she'd definitely hit me up - and I believed her.
We get home, we all met back at what I'm assuming is Kenny's house. We're hanging out in front of the TV, I'm checking an ipad or laptop for friend requests, but nothing. They keep telling it'll appear like Reddit does with a notification when someones sent you a message "A red message thing will appear man, chill out. She was into you".
Kenny shows up with something for his girl, a new radio or CD or something. They were big into playing their guitars and "making beautiful music together". They turned up the radio, started singing across the house. All of us hated it - but they were happy.
Somehow during this time they had a little girl in the house, about 6-7, always wearing pink. She was getting into something she wasn't supposed to or something of the sort and Kenny, her step Dad maybe, became irrationally angry; told her to leave and never come back. She was just a little shit. So of course she ran away.
I knew it was fucked up, and concerned for her safety I ran outside to find her - where I stumbled into her real Dad the girl must have called via cell phone (kids have cell phones these days, it's crazy but plausible right?) and I hop in his truck and off we go.
We got to a big bridge, similar to the one here in Moraine - but it was old school, like Germantown or something, reverse of that bridge by the gravel pit, near my first fishing hole. Apparently this is the only road to get out of town, so we were looking around. I'm telling the driver that she must have gotten past, or was way back - either way we should move. He said no, he knew she had to be here somewhere.
We pull forward into some kind of lot, like the side of that store in Carlisle but it's completely cut off from anything else. And directly behind us is a road like that one in Miamisburg near the water tower, that cuts straight over to that curvy ass road. We see her on her bike, ribbons on the handles - coming down the road. She raised her hand to wave at us and went off right, right off the road into the river.
It was still cold out, the river had partial ice on it - but only partial. By time we got there, she had managed to wiggle over on the ice to stop from getting taken down the river (fast debris flying by, river breaking up from frost).
I'm the first one out the truck - I run down there and lay flat, reaching out to get her. I grab her and lift her up like a puppy. My adrenaline must have been going because like I said - 1 handed I got her and carried her to her Dad; using my other hand to move/make sure I didn't fall in.
We get back to the girls house; couple hours passed. Not really sure what happened to the girl but she wasn't there - probably stayed with her real Dad. I was as sitting in the living room checking my facebook, still nothing. It was starting to get late now so I went to bed. The girl had an extra bed in her room, again very similar to my old bedroom in Germantown - but in this room I slept where James did.
I laid there for awhile but couldn't sleep - so I walked out to the front room.
Camera in the front room that follows movement, feed plays to a giant tube television in the far corner just right of the front door (facing in, it'd be to the right). The camera was on the far left, opposite side of the TV - it could move and see the TV, which gave that freaky picture in picture thing over and over. It's late, just got back from bringing Kenny's girl home and couldn't sleep, I'm the only one awake so I'm standing in the front room, just watching the camera; thinking how they made an ruckus earlier - had to slap it earlier to get it to zoom back/reset before they went to bed or something.
Somehow I'm drawn to stand near the front door, which causes the camera to zoom in on me which makes me look at the TV looking at myself. I thought, wouldn't it be creepy if I just stood here for hours upon hours? Then something happened - my teeth didn't feel like my teeth. When I closed my teeth together, they didn't align like MY TEETH. And while I'm trying to figure that out, I look back into the television... and it's not showing me standing in the living room anymore - but instead it's an old man who can't speak, or be heard.
At first I thought I was dreaming. So thinking it was a dream, I actually waved at him - which amplified this feeling of not being myself somehow x1000. We locked eyes, the old man and I - which just set things into full motion.
He looked like me, but older - grey hair, glasses, and he's panicked. I'm freaking out, so I'm trying to walk backwards to the front door - I wanted to leave. The room is that eerie late night quiet; but now all I can hear is a humming like that of an air conditioner, or fan. It was so loud I couldn't even hear/feel myself breathe.
When I got near the front door, my whole body started to shake - but not shake. More like being vibrated by an extreme bass. My hands wouldn't go to the door knob, and the harder I tried the worse the vibrations came. I was really freaking out now, panicking I look around the room to see the old man in the television signaling to stop, come closer to him.
I stopped trying to open the door and ran to the middle hallway (just in front of the front door), the whole time I'm staring at the old man who sees I'm freaking out and he's waving mouthing "NO! NO! COME HERE!" - I didn't stop, kept going in the hallway, then right down the hallway to the middle room (similarly how to across from my old bedroom was the bathroom) which was where Kenny's room, the only person in the house and I didn't want to talk to him for how he kicked his little girl out of the house last night and we had to go fetch her - but I was freaking out so bad, I'm just pounding on his door - the bass still ringing (kind of like the Lost Bass when they were flying through time), so because I couldn't hear, couldn't really tell the passing of time - I'm shouting "I'M SORRY TO WAKE YOU UP, BUT YOU NEED TO LET ME IN RIGHT NOW. I'M SORRY, BUT SOMETHING IS GOING ON. YOU NEED TO LET ME IN".
The light comes on, I step inside, it felt like forever - Kenny was inside with his girlfriend who was still laying in bed. Then all of a sudden, the time of day changes, the entire room changed - and all the people in it. Now instead of just 2 people, it's 4 people (myself included), 2 of which seem to be unaware of the change that occurred. But to my right appears a guy (who was supposed to be there the entire time) and he's says "WHAT HAPPENED? HOW DID WE GET HERE???"
When the room shifted, right before I was reaching out to grab Kenny - because the shaking was bad I thought I was going to fall down. I remember thinking I was dying, that there was no way help would get here in time - but I had to try. When the room shifted, I was still reaching out, where I grabbed some guy I didn't recognize, a hefty fella, glasses - possibly a young version of the dead guy in the TV.
Judging by the clothes, it looks like we've teleported through time back into the 60's. Whoever this guy was that noticed the change too - apparently he and I were the only ones affected - I followed him as he started his full freak out mode - which was almost opposite to what I had just done to get into Kenny's room. He ran out to the left, and headed straight to the front door - where he must have met the bass too because he could not get outside.
He started to cry frantically, and moved past the door ran into the corner, fetal position. I said, "How did we get here??" - He had started to chant over and over almost incoherently - "WE'RE DEAD. WE'RE DEAD. WE'RE DEAD".
Then I woke up, in my bed - half my face, both my arms underneath me - all mentioned areas were "asleep.". I wasn't sure where I was, or how I got there, if I was still dreaming or if I was awake. Fans were on, room was pitch black. I saw the TV in the far corner of the room - I was afraid to look at it.
After a few minutes laying there terrified thinking about this insane nightmare, I got the nerve to get up and turn on the light - where I promptly sat and started writing it all down - where now it has taken almost 50 minutes total. From 4:30am to 5:19am. Still terrified.