I had a dream not long ago that me, my mom and some other guy who doesn't really exist somehow pissed off Gman from Half Life 2. So my mom and the other guy were buying something in a gas station convenience store, and we were frozen in time or something and my mom and the other guy started having seizures. Then time unfroze, my mom had these weird stretch marks on her arms and face, and the other guy was dead and his face was replaced by Gman's face with this smug grin. Everything went down hill from there when I found out it was completely random which one of us died and it would happen again two more times to finish off me and my mom. The dream went on for a few weeks (in dream time), and I lost almost all of my sanity trying to go on with normal life to the point where I couldn't even walk anymore. Finally I told my mom we had to find Gman and stop him before he killed us, so we started living out of this hotel and we broke into this auditorium thing full of members of the morning star from Saints Row 3. The whole thing turned into an action movie, the dream lost nightmare status and my mom killed everyone in the room then some poster appeared on the wall of some girl we were supposed to find within the next three days in Maine or something. Then I woke up.
Holy stuff, your dreams last longer than mine.
but my worst dream actually happened more than once, and basically, I find myself stuck in a room with this other kid, it's real small room, twice the size of a closet, but smaller than a bedroom. It's got a bunkbed with clutter everywhere, and there's this doorway with no door that opens up to a tron like landscape, and on there, is this statue like woman, made out of crystal or some stuff, and she basically, from what I can tell, stops all time. Upon doing so, she collapses other parts of the universe I'm stuck in, and I guess the real nightmare is finding myself in a eternal frozen state, never to escape.
Okay, it's late night, I'm scaring the living forget out of myself right now.