Dreams from March 15, 2010:

I was at home with two of my friends and my brother and sister. I looked out the window and saw a tornado. I yelled for everyone to run to the basement. My friends went downstairs. I called for my brother because I couldn't find him. My sister got mad because I was looking for my brother instead of her. Then she refused to go in the basement until she finished putting on her makeup.

Dreams from March 2, 2010:

I dreamt I was at my uncle's house with my friends. We were exploring the house, and we kept finding secret rooms that we never knew about before. We went down to the basement and there was a dim green glow and a fog that approached us. We realized that these were angry ghosts. My friends ran upstairs, but when I tried to run, the ghosts caught me. I became paralyzed, and I tried to scream but no sound came out. It was later revealed that there was an old anvil in the basement, and many ancient ghosts still used it to do their work. No one could enter the basement anymore because the ghosts were too powerful.

02/09/2010

I dreamt that I was in my own bed, but in places other than my room (including the basement of an abandoned building & my mother's guest bedroom). I had a machine that could detect ghosts, but it would only work if I was asleep. I was frustrated because I could already hear the ghosts and they were keeping me awake. Basically, I dreamt that I couldn't fall asleep.

Notes: Male, Age 24, USA

02/08/2010

I was sitting on the floor at a restaurant. I was thinking back to when my band played at that restaurant and how it was a bad choice of venue in retrospect. Then I was in my basement with some friends and we were arguing about movies. We ended up discovering that Star Wars was made by Disney, and we thought "Yes! It all makes sense now!"

Dreams from January 30, 2010:

I was in my friend’s concrete basement. I told my brother to go shovel the snow. Then my friends tied off my arm and injected me with drugs, though I didn’t resist. They specifically said it was Tryptophan, but it made me energized and euphoric/manic. While I was in that state, we watched an educational video about the job market and economic downturn. My friend’s dad came down and told us that the TVs at my house are cheap because they would not be big enough to adequately fill the Grand Canyon. I then put on a Snuggie and pretended I was a shark. Somehow I ended up on a log in a swamp at night with my friend’s family. As they paddled, the front of the log kept dipping into the water along with me. We were ambushed by crocodiles near a swamp-side house. Everyone else jumped onto the house’s deck, but I was stuck hanging off of the side. My friend’s dad kept telling me not to roll because it would cause the crocodiles to bite me and go into a death roll. Then I woke up.

01/28/2010

I am in my basement which has about a 6 1/2 foot ceiling but I'm sitting atop about a 15 foot ladder. I'm just kind of chilling there, sitting on the label that warns you not to sit on the top when I feel the ladder start to sway. Then it sways violently and begins to topple over, I fall off the top and begin to fall. Now that I'm falling now I'm about 30 feet in the air. I'm falling and I know that the way I'm falling I'm going to break my spine because I'm falling ass first. I wake up...

Notes: This was weird because usually when I'm falling in a dream is because I'm on the edge of my bed and about to fall. But I was right in the center of my bed this time. I also was very frighted and sweaty when I woke up.

Dreams from January 27, 2010:

I am in my house with a friend whom my dad has never met. My dad isn't home but me and my friend are hanging out in the basement. We go to walk up the stairs to get something to eat. I see my dad is in the room past the top of the stairs and I freak out. My friend who's in the middle of the stair case is just standing there looking at me. I discreetly whisper so him to "go back down the stairs." He just stares at me. I quietly ask again and he just stares at me. I scream at the top of my lungs "GO DOWN THE STAIRS!" He still just stands there. "GO THE F*** DOWN THE STAIRS MY DADS GOING TO HEAR YOU!". He never moved...

01/23/2010

I am on the roof of a brick building. On either side the building is connected to towers that rise up. a few other people and myself are playing a shooting game with people on the ground. I try to get a big fat woman but cannot hit anything because the sight on my gun is terrible. When i finally hit her the bullets bounce off and she is no out. The scene changes and i am at walmart shopping for a new gun. The only nice looking pistols are BB guns and will not work for the game. There are others that are much too large and shoot big bullets. The only one that will work looks like three different colored balls. (kind of snow man shaped with a handle) Next i am in my basement testing out the new gun on a dart board. I find out that it shoots darts. I go to look at the darts and realize that they drop some strange cereal with dried fruit when they hit. I wake up just after taking a bite of a dried orange slice with peel and all.

01/20/2010

I was at Denny’s with a friend, but they would not seat us until we first went to the museum in their basement. The museum was enormous, the size of several airplane hangars. At one exhibit, we were trapped under a parachute. The employees were very pushy about wanting us to donate to their blood drive, but we didn’t do it. After taking an Escher-like series of escalators, we ended up back at the restaurant, though it was now very upscale. We had to leave before we ate though, because a mudslide was coming. We packed a van full of high tech equipment and drove into a river. The end!