Had two memorable dreams last night/this morning, first was modern fantasy and the second was sci-fi.

1. I and a handful of friends were part of some group that hunted spirits, monsters, and demons.
Sort of like the show Supernatural but not quite as dystopian or far gone, we somehow got wrapped up in an incident that brought us
to what was either hell or some kind of demonic realm at least, though there were more Greek mythology themes than Christian.

Our group was caught in a trap set by the lord of the realm we ended up in, some kind of demon/dragon woman.
I narrowly avoided capture, and began planning to free my friends from seemed to be some type of magical interrogation machines.
While trying to free them I ended up cornered by Big Bad, who again seemed to be more a Hades than Satan kind of figure.
I recall making some kind of attempt at intimidation by revealing that I was in fact not entirely human, that I had celestial blood.

That was when it was revealed that the Big Bad had a weakness, or maybe more accurately as "thing" for divine entities...
She let down her guard enough that I was able to start to get to know her, and ended up realizing that she wasn't exactly a villain.
More "Morally Ambiguous" than anything, and that we, a group of armed strangers, had shown up causing trouble, so they stuck back.
The dream ended shortly after we came to an understanding and my teammates were in the process of being set free.

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There were some random mixed up blurs of dreams in between, along with waking up a couple times before the second memorable and final dream.
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2. It was a sort of "near future" setting, aliens having made contact with Earth, and a budding branch of the government sort like a young Star Trek organization.
Unlike Star Trek or Mass Effect, most of the aliens were not recoloured humans, from the perspective of the dream, the majority were various anthro races.
On that line of thought, I was either supposed to be an alien myself, or at least a human who had undergone genetic modification, as I was in fact a tiger man.
There were also others of course, but they kind of blended in with the background, I recall robots or maybe full robotic races as well as the more generic aliens.

I was part of a class, or otherwise group going through training to join the fleet, we were to go through an advanced routine using some kind of simulator
that was like something right out of Star Trek for how perfect it looked, we were going up against one of the more violent races we knew about out in space.
I recall being on defences, shields and the like, a lot shouting, a lot of panic, in the end we won but barely, while the simulation was wrapping up, something odd happened though.
I was standing further back, trying to calm down, flipping a lucky coin between my fingers to try and relieve stress, when someone entered the bridge.

Now, it's important to know that for this simulation, with exception to our class and the instructor, everyone else onboard was part of the simulation, with limited A.I
for running things in the background just like on a real ship, and it is for this reason that both I and someone else who had stepped away from the celebrations were confused.

The person who walked onto the bridge stopped after only a little ways into the room, they were also a tiger person, though their fur was a different pattern and colourization.
After a moment of watching them I realized they were also female, a young woman maybe in her early 20's, while I was supposed to be in my late 20's in the dream.
What confused us, was that she turned to look at me while I was looking at her, she was twirling something in her right hand, which I quickly clocked as being
a coin, the very same lucky coin I was holding in my left hand, there was a sudden feeling that ran through me, almost like a shock, with a brief moment of insight.

This woman, despite all possibility, was in fact my daughter, who wasn't even born yet...
I remember a rush of emotions, surprise, joy, concern, pride...

All I could muster was an informal salute, raising my fist to chest height, and giving two solid thumps, all the while keeping eye contact.
She returned the "salute" and wore a smile, then continued her route onto the bridge, the simulation ending shortly after.
The guy who had also seen this exchange walked over to me and voiced his confusion, saying something along the lines of "I thought there was only one Admin with us?".
I kept my realization to myself, and simply confirmed that I was also very confused about that fact.

Later, I was walking down one of the many sterile hallways at what I can only assume was an academy of some kind, I was carrying files or paperwork.
I walked past a doorway that was only open by just a hair and hear voices, it was late and I heard something about the simulation, so I stopped and listened.
I could just barely see who was in the room, or at least one of the people in the room, of which there seemed to be two, the one I could see was a woman.
She seemed to be some kind of canine race, looked a lot like an Afghan Hound with overly groomed hair and fur, I recall recognizing them as being someone
important regarding the organization we were a part of, the conversation seemed somewhat heated.

They were talking about the simulation and that a small number of students or even instructors had somehow realized what was going on, that the simulation was
in fact somehow a view of future events rather than purely fictional, which to me made sense given the exchange and moment of insight I'd shared with my future daughter.

I decided it might be best to leave but fumbled with my documents as I walked away, while frantically trying to gather them I heard the woman's tone change as well get slightly
louder, as if she'd heard me and had turned to look at the door, saying that those who involved with the situation would be dealt with shortly.

Then I woke up while still trying to grab my things and run.
In retrospect, I feel like the woman wasn't being hostile, just stern, and I only read it as danger in the moment, if that makes sense?

Had a dream about an inner Earth kind of place, quickly turned into full fantasy.

I was living in Toronto (Canada) for some reason or another, took a trip to Niagara Falls, somehow wound up in a cave system that took me
far below the falls into a large cavern that sunlight was still able to enter somehow, producing a sunset kind of vibe.

Inside the chamber was a mirror lake, the water seemed to be flowing towards the centre instead of away from it, to some kind of
ancient looking stone structure somewhere between a fort and a temple with greenery growing on it.
I remember walking around the outside both thinking and saying aloud how beautiful it was, next thing I knew I was inside of the structure.

I was following this girl that had came out of nowhere while I was looking around, and with no idea where I was let alone how to get home I went with her.
It was a somewhere between her leading me someplace and playful chasing, like it was some kind of game to her or at least amusing.
What started as simple hallways and service tunnels turned into a labyrinthine like system of halls and tunnels, I eventually started seeing creatures
that at first seemed like they could just be animals that had found their way down there, but soon there were clearly unnatural or at least unfamiliar
ones as well until finally I recall full on running to keep up with the girl who I knew was named Liz, while trying to outrun monsters.

She kept getting further and further ahead, when I thought I was going to lose sight of her we entered some kind of chamber that looked a lot like
an old park with a fountain and greenery, there were these things that I wouldn't quite call rivers or streams, but were like small channels carved in the
stonework almost like irrigation. There was an odd sense of peace and beauty to it given what I'd just been through.

I recall seeing what looked like an old spear laying on the floor next to some dried blood, I began thinking aloud "what is this place, what happened here?"
but heard no reply from Liz, when I turned to address her she was gone. I began calling her name, growing more and more worried as the playful feeling
was replaced with concern.

While still calling out her name, a set of large stone doors creaked open to reveal a group of people entering the chamber, they stopped after seeing me.
I was turning to get a better a look at them when they seemed to panic and adopted a "shoot first, ask questions later" approach, with one of them sinking
an arrow in my side. I remember blood and pain, the panic of not knowing where Liz had gone, the surprise of seeing other people, the frantic attempt to speak
to them in hopes of deescalating the situation as two of them approached with weapons.

Once I could see them better, they seemed to be elves rather than humans, dressed in armour and carrying weapons like an adventuring party.
I want to say there were 5 of them? I know one shot me, then two ran up, then a third, and then another who acted at the end.
One of the two who charged had an axe, the other large knives or maybe short swords, the third had a sword and heavier armour, and the two
that hung back seemed to be an archer and someone in robes.

With them not standing down I had little choice in defending myself while frantically trying to tell them to stop, I ended up wounding the two that rushed in
with the spear, the swordsman that seemed to be either calling the shots or at least giving the others instructions then came in and broke the spear.
It was when his sword was partially stabbed in my shoulder that I heard Liz cry out "Stop hurting him, he didn't do anything wrong!", with me desperately
grasping at the guys blade trying to stop it from sinking any further into me.

Much to my own surprise they actually backed off, the one in the robes said some kind of prayer or incantation that enveloped the two I'd wounded
in a light that was somehow both bright yet dim, like sunlight coming in through a window early in the morning, their wounds began to close.
A small creature hopped up onto one of the planters in the garden, it seemed like the source of the voice I'd heard which made no sense at the time.
The swordsman removed their blade and the healer patched me up, the light was warm but not hot, while kneeling on the floor barely conscious I saw
the swordsman pet the head of the creature that seemed very cat like, but with some differences I can't quite describe after waking up.

Once I was able to stand, I hobbled over to where the swordsman and the cat were, I can't recall much of what was said as I was starting to wake up.
But I remember the cat looking at me with a mixture of regret and sadness before I also gave it a tender pat on the head, followed by ear scratches.
I do recall the swordsman having the situation explained to him, and that he called the labyrinth the "Misty Spiral", I felt myself get light headed and faint.

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After waking up, I could only describe it as a sort of hollow Earth kind of deal, and that Liz was a magical creature that lived in the labyrinth and was known
to the people who explored it, probably in that she would guide lost people to the garden, that honestly seemed like a rest stop in a dungeon in hindsight.
Probably one of the more structured dreams I've had in a while, which is partly why I haven't been writing down dreams, stuff's just been kind of a jumble lately.

Had a dream that kept swapping between live action and anime in terms of overall style and physics.
I was, for some reason, a teenager or young adult that could just turn into a car, with no explanation.
Specifically a 1968 Dodge Charger, which I guess makes sense, since that was my favourite car from ages
5 to 20 something, still kind of is I guess, but I have a lot of favourite cars now that I'm older.
It kind of felt like it was a "spirit animal" sort of thing, but with a type of vehicle, I only met one other
person in the dream like me, but it was never treated like a super strange thing, so maybe just uncommon/rare?
I remember being somewhere and a couple chuckleheads came up asking offensive questions, and all I said was
"I can't think of a way to respond to that, that won't be vulgar, so please turn around and leave" since I was
with family in public and didn't want to cause a scene for them.

The other person was a girl around the same age as me, born into a wealthy or otherwise influential family.
Her vehicle form was something like a sports car turned race car, the cliche of being under pressure from her overbearing parents.
Being injured was weird, had some kind of dream logic that as long as you were repaired in vehicle form you were fine.
Bent a rim at some point and when I turned back I had broken or sprained toes and had to limp around for a while.
There was a big road race thing coming up that I wanted take part in, kind of deal where it had both pavement and dirt segments.
There was a scene of the girl training on some obstacle course her family made, with insane stuff like nails and the like.
I guess maybe while that was happening, I wondered off from where the race was going to be held the following day.
Ended up at a scrapyard or otherwise parts zone, looked around before asking someone if they had any all-terrain tires
that would fit a 68 Charger but got told they didn't, kept looking around and realized I was being too specific before
going back to them and saying as much, that I only really needed some multi-surface tires for road and dirt.
They were the owner of the yard, an older woman, maybe in her 50's, told me they'd look and asked if I'd be willing
to help out around the yard, so I then took off to where they pointed with comical speed and agility, guess because of the car thing?
Recall jumping off of stuff with leaping bounds, and at one point picking up and lifting something very heavy with ease.

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Guess that's my car culture roots showing, grew up in a very car-centric family.

Had a dream that very much like the anime Strike Witches, but at the same time very different. Looked like real life for the most part, little bit VR game at times.

There were these monster things or otherwise aliens, don't recall a specific definition going either way.
They were kind of crab like but also octopus or squid like, looked a lot like Mirelurks from Fallout 4 and 76 but had tentacles, and the big bad boss was like a giant mutated Mirelurk Queen.
They were mostly black or carbon/charcoal coloured with some low saturation red mixed in, like the enemies from Strike Witches but not sci-fi tech looking like them.
Instead of using magic to fly it was more like super soldier ground fighting mixed with some water combat, didn't see enough of the world to tell if it was modern or set in a similar time period as the shows during the 40's.

I recall that I wore a bomber jacket like coat, had longer hair than normal for me which is usually shoulder to mid back length but instead was around my ass in length, I used a shortened pump shotgun and rapier for weapons. Unlike the show the ones fighting with magic were not only girls/women but boys/men as well, and age didn't seem to be the biggest issue, though I suppose I don't recall hearing/seeing any specific ages mentioned. There was a moment where I was alone, fighting off the person sized creatures that had attacked a dock or small port I was in, I remember either running out of ammo or my gun jamming and having to use my sword. The creatures were pretty nightmarish and gross to fight, the mutant queen was difficult for it's own reasons of being absolutely massive and staying in and under the water unlike the smaller man sized ones that came onto land. If I had to estimate, the queen was about as big as a battle ship or maybe a zeppelin would be more accurate with it's body shape, was more squid like than the small ones and had huge tentacles that could reach onto land.

There was a moment where we were all gathering for a big fight, saw all kinds of people who seemed to be a part of the military group we were in, had an altercation with some douchbag who looked more like they belonged in Top Gun. I remember that the battle with the queen took place on a beach or otherwise coastline, and that at some point I thought I saw ghostly apparition of my dead mother who had also fought the creatures on that beach. When the battle was over I informed my commanding officer along with my report, they didn't seem so much concerned as they did surprised, as if to say this wasn't that weird just uncommon for magic soldiers? We only managed to push the queen back out to sea, it proved too massive to take on with our equipment and combat style but also too close to land/base for a huge bomb or something.

Had a very pleasant dream, very scenematic, another classic example that made me wish I could share what I see in my dreams.

I with a group of friends and family tour through a mountain range with snowy peaks and dramatic elevations, a sort of gorge or valley separating it from another part of the range.
The stone was dark grey and almost black in places, there were paths, decks, and railings made from an old dark wood nearly as black as the stone.
There was a breathtaking waterfall in the valley/gorge that must have been 100 to 150 feet high at least that ran into a stream where people were wading and swimming.
Across the gorge/valley on another segment of the mountain range stood the remains of a huge stone tower built into/onto the mountain.
Eventually we reached a more closed off area with snow caked overhangs made from the same dark wood as the pathway, they were resting over what looked like natural hot-springs.
The whole time I was trying to take pictures with my camera, with most of them not turning out great, either being too blurry or the flash doing something weird.

Had two relatively short dreams, both about anthro people living on islands, getting the short end of the stick from humans.

1st Dream had a retro feel to it with early to mid 20th century tech, I was a wolf or maybe fox guy, most of it took place at night.
The island had a class system issue with the anthro inhabitants being more or less treated as second class citizens if not worse,
either being discriminated against and harassed by most humans or the laws straight up being written to exclude them.
I was some kind of Robin Hood like deal or otherwise a thief, things came to a boiling point when I found some jewelry unattended
and grabbed it before running full steam back home, I lived in a rented loft over an Inn/restaurant kind of set up in the part of town
that was mostly non humans. Quickly ran into trouble that I couldn't sell the jewelry and it was fancy enough that if caught with it
I'd be made out a thief right away since non of the non humans had that kind of wealth here, at least not normally.
There was a fire starting to spread in the anthro quarters, set by whoever considered themselves "in-charge" of the island that
had been ticked off for the last time, seemed more like they were using it as an excuse but it was bad either way.
In the end I escaped along with some others on a large sea plane piloted by an old friend, for some reason this old friend
was literally Baloo from the old TailSpin cartoon by Disney, the dream ended with us flying away and the raging fires on the island in the background.
I remember something about a bomb being dropped by humans but it honestly got fuzzy at that point.

I woke up but went back to bed, the first dream was probably around the mid point of the night, the second was before waking up fully.

2nd dream was more modern day, anthro and humans living on an island with a lot of political tension.
It showed a sweep of the island, fairly built up and modern, showed a military instillation that was some kind of air defense or early warning set up.
There were fewer humans than anthros this time around, and it seemed like it was the humans who were largely not welcome, though
there were no outlandish laws targeting them, just personal prejudices from old social and political wounds.
I was part of some small group who made it their purpose to express how unwelcome the humans were and were going to target a building,
some kind of resort or spa facility they built and pretty much didn't allow anthros into despite being a "local" and public business.
We weren't trying to kill them or anything, it was more of a scare tactic kind of deal, terrorism-lite as it were?
It was around then I was revealed "to the audience" as being a lizard or reptilian race, and that I was going to be sneaking into
the pool and then dramatically emerging to scare off the patrons, which went well enough until someone decided to play the hero.
Some human guy tried to stop me like he was supposed to be security or something, I ended up knocking him on his ass with a
solid right hook to the head, I then proceeded to grab whatever I could carry even if it wasn't valuable, just to mess with things.
As I ran out of the building and our group dispersed, the guy came running out after me and started chasing me down a street.
He started closing the distance as we exchanged words, first it was shouting expletives while sprinting but eventually turned
to both of us complaining at each other as we ran out of steam, he ended up catching up and grabbing me by the arm while we both wheezed.
It was at this point there was an info dump by me like some scripted event, it seemed that in the distant past humans had claimed the island
and oppressed the native population or maybe they made them with science or magic, it wasn't really clear on that part.
It was however clear that some sort of calamity or otherwise disaster took place on the island, and that most of the humans fled to safety
while leaving the rest to their demise, instead they ended up surviving and then flourishing only for the humans to return more recently
and try to make claims to land they had owned or otherwise possessions they'd abandoned when they fled.
Naturally this didn't go over very well with the anthro people, and while they allowed some to return as a sign of peace there was no shortage on tensions.

I recall actually speaking these things to him, not the usual slideshow or flashback montage I get in dreams when history comes up.

"You're people took everything from us, you spoke of your god who loved only you, left us with nothing and then ran away, we rebuilt and now
you are trying to take our home from us again, after everything you did, and you ask why we are angry, why we do not welcome you?"

He looked at me speechless for a bit, maybe their side left out some details in history books? While we stood there a plane roared overhead,
the man grabbed my arm again only this time pulling me to cover as the plane dropped something onto the city, followed by a boom.
It cut to an aerial view with the early warning station having been hit with some kind of explosive, the pilot radioing in their success.
I think there was a look of realization for what he had tried to do, trying to pull me to safety, there was also an ominous feeling of things to come.

I don't enjoy having heated dreams like that, but it was interesting at least, and another example of how my dreams sometimes try to continue themselves.

January 17th

Hmm, still having weird dreams... Nothing too great to write about.

Had a short "VR" dream about some action packed game, was on a speeding bus with random action movie characters, were about to have a shoot out with
villains on another bus speeding to catch up to us, then for some reasons chainsaws started coming through the floor like a horror movie rather than action flick.

January 25th

Had a dream I was wandering around places from my childhood like our old home and neighborhood as well other places like my kindergarten and elementary schools.
They were abandoned and overgrown like after decades of neglect, honestly kind of beautiful in it's own way, I was taking pictures with my digital camera.
Suddenly there were dinosaurs for some reason, and then a random top down view with an RTS (Real Time Strategy) game for a moment.
I remember that while walking around I would think or say to myself "Oh, I remember that" and take a picture, I was alone throughout that part.

Kind of feels like it was partly because of how long ago those memories all feel, but mostly because of how depressing things had been in 2020 with loosing my dad and the last of my grandparents.

March 1st

Had a long alien invasion kind of dream, felt very Xcom like where they rolled up and curb stomped most of the planet, eventually leading to a resistance, then in the end mostly being free again but having traces left behind.

It started with some kind of localized mutations in our population after first contact, with a wide spread hive-mind like control plan to hasten their invasion, I was taking part rather than simply watching as some of my dreams have done.

I developed scales and wings and was crazy strong, seemed to be something like a half-dragon where I was mostly human looking still, initially I was fighting back against the aliens and trying to help a group of people get to safety, there was a clash with some government team with Brotherhood of Steel like tech from the Fallout series, they thought I was working with the aliens because of my mutation, I nearly tossed someone wearing some kind of powered armour suit off a rooftop helipad before things got cleared up, I remember seeing the group of people including a child I'd saved leave with them in an aircraft before a jump cut to nearly one century later occurred.

I was still alive and even seemed to aged very little, most likely do to the changes I went through, I was working with some underground faction while wearing what looked like a trench coat with a hood and a mask.
There were a lot of sci-fi elements and designs in the world around me compared to before the time skip, very Blade Runner and Cyberpunk 2077 like though I guess even later Xcom games are like that in a sense.
It seemed like I had been captured or otherwise brought under control for a portion of time during the time skipped, and that I had more recently broken free and joined up with a resistance group.
I remember feeling especially sullen after learning how long I'd been out, with little to no memories of my time being controlled, and that one of my first thoughts was about my loved ones almost certainly being dead by now.

There was a scene in a more rural environment of a family or group about to take off looking for another safe place to settle, they were some kind of resistance fighters, they uncovered an item from a cache
that had been left for them by either myself or another ally, it had some kind of information they needed.

The invaders were getting the short end of the stick in recent years, and humanity was starting to retake some places and aspects, the view of the dream shifted from me experiencing it after walking out of a building to scene in space where a repurposed shuttle was being piloted towards an orbital station of some kind, on board is a single person, an adult woman that seemed like she was either a grown up version of the child I'd saved or their direct descendant like a grandchild, I'm thinking the latter given how much time was supposed to have passed, while approaching the station the shuttle got hit with a laser or plasma beam causing it to split in half. A fighter jet like craft came roaring into view, the most likely source of the attack, when it came around for another pass the pilot of the shuttle came out from cover with some kind of pistol weapon drawn, they opened fire and pierced the cockpit of the fighter killing the pilot before it began drifting off into space, the human woman then began a long drift in her suit towards the station.

Another time skip brought it back to my perspective, people had finally reclaimed more and more of the planet, a large portion of the population were like me however with some having been random during the initial years or the result of later genetic modifications either at birth or purposely like one might get a tattoo or piercing, and of course some having inherited it from their parents or grandparents.
I remember seeing a metropolis like city with a large power plant that had been reclaimed, lots of of people able to walk the streets without fear.
There were plenty of random or natural looking examples of gene modding, but there were of course others who looked like they had purposely based theirs off of character from pop culture or mythological creatures.

Dream ended with me looking around more like an observer than a part of the community, feeling disjointed by my lengthened lifetime, but I did feel warm and fuzzy inside seeing the smiles freedom had brought.

Had a dream that was either fantasy or distant dystopian future, took place on an island with humanoid beings with different aquatic and such traits.

They lived quiet, peaceful lives on their island for the most part, about as much anyone could really.
Every 4 generations or so the water level would rise and the people would be forced to move to higher ground until it threatened their main sources of food,
when this happened they would gather a handful of people from the island who would wade into the ocean to commune with a being they called "the great mother of the sea".
There were murals and statues decorating some of the oldest parts of the island dedicated to this Great Mother, depicted as a beautiful almost human looking woman with arms outstretched.
She was believed to control the waters and, when the level would rise like this that people of the island would commune with her under the waves, ultimately joining her.
It was believed that doing so would cause the water level to lower back to normal and that those who went to her would be remembered as having joined their goddess.
Sure enough there were many accounts of this being the case, that the water would return to normal levels after the fact, sometimes there would even be someone who
was still alive during the previous event who could recount it as a first hand witness of it working.

Such a time came again, when the waters claimed much of their island home and they began the rituals of choosing who would join the Great Mother.
More often than not the majority of those that took that role would volunteer for it, but faith in the Great Mother had been waning in recent years
and so a number of those chosen this time were selected by the people of the island.
While the exact root cause of the decrease in faith was vague, it was most likely the result of the simple passage of time, people questioning things, and either social and or intellectual advances.
Among those still devote to the Great Mother stood a man with shark like features or possibly orca like as there was a strong contrast in his colourations.
When the time came for the communal those chosen went below the waves and waited in the deep waters, those who had been voted to join them straggled behind the others.
(They could all breath or otherwise hold their breath fine, being aquatic humanoids, no one showed signs of distress at least, beyond the obvious tension of the situation.)
After what felt like an eternity of waiting, something started to fade into view from the murky deep waters, it was hazy at first but could eventually be seen as a humanoid figure with arms outstretched.
The zealot and other devoted exclaimed that it was the Great Mother, many of whom, including the zealot, closed their eyes and waited with arms wide open to receive her.
To the others however, something began to feel uncanny with the figure, her form remained frozen in place despite moving towards them in the waters, but perhaps that's the nature of a god?
It was those who had been selected rather than volunteered that then began to notice something else, an outline in the dark waters moving with the Great Mother, almost like a long slender form.
Once it was close enough, those that had not chosen to close their eyes saw it for what it truly was, an enormous mouth with many eyes and jagged stone like teeth, a long eel like body
with what now looked like a statue affixed to its head, a statue like protrusion that did indeed look almost alive in colouration but was motionless like stone.

Those who saw the truth began trying to warn the others, but they wouldn't be swayed, and so they retreated back to land leaving the devoted to their chosen fate.
The scene stayed on the devoted as a shadow slowly covered them, a cavernous mouth surrounding them, the last thing the zealot thought was "I can feel it, the Great Mothers warm... Breath?" as they opened their eyes a moment too late.

That's when the dream ended, seems like a story of Causality vs Correlation, the people thought the rising and lowering of the water level was the act of a god that needed to be appeased when it was just a natural cycle.

Had a short dream that was along the lines of a supernatural/paranormal hunter meets magical girl anime, like if Card Captor Sakura hunted ghosts instead of cards.
I was experiencing the dream through the eyes a young girl, early high school at most, it was winter and I was tracking down a local ghost story with some friends and a teacher.
We had figured out that we were looking for an object the spirit had tied itself to, something old, the cryptic hint we got was something like "where one could rest, where none shall rest again".
With the area we were in we had come to the conclusion that it meant a bench since we were in a park like space, we went around checking old benches, even finding some that ready to fall apart.
After checking what felt like every old bench in the area I saw something in my peripheral vision, it was picnic table, I recall saying something to the others like "What if... It didn't mean a bench, but a picnic table?".
We started checking those sorts of things as well but with no luck, eventually we entered a more forest like section with trails, I again saw something in the corner of my vision, this time an old picnic table sitting
partially on what looked like a large stump and half buried in snow, there was also what looked like the remains of an old building long sense collapsed, I remember mumbling a tune as I walked towards it.
The tune was something along the lines of a tree being cut down to build or make way for something being built, the thing built decaying with time, and a tree growing to retake the space over and over like
some version of the Song That Never Ends. I can't recall the exact nature of the tune, it was slow and gentle though, kind of like a folk song or nursery rhyme, it ended with me standing in front of the table.
(I feel like the word bridge was used in the song, as the thing being built maybe, as well as the use of o'er instead of over like it was an old tune, wasn't really depressing, more like everything changes with time)
Everyone else gathered around and the teacher asked me if I was sure, I responded with something along the lines of "I would stake my life on it" in a very low voice and serious tone.
Moments after touching the table there was a fade away like a white-out or black-out, the next thing I knew I was indoors, not a school but some kind of changing room/showers/bath kind of structure.
I was alone and started wandering around looking for my friends and teacher, I would peak into rooms cautiously and most were empty but a couple had people in them, but they didn't respond like a person would.
I got creeped out by their uncanny responses and quickly would carry on searching, eventually I found a larger shower room with more "people" in it including my teacher, he was sitting on a bench quietly.
He reacted to my entering the room so it seemed like he was okay, just playing it safe and not interacting/interfering with the haunt, some of the people were my friends but they seemed to have been possessed.
When I tried to approach the teacher and called out to him the people crowded around him, things started to get creepy and weird and I started to loose my temper, feeling things were becoming dangerous I
pulled the classic magical girl and summoned my wand/staff thing, in this case it was some kind of staff/rifle that I twirled as I summoned it, ending in an under arm position like a fire hose.
I said loudly something along the lines of "I said *pulls a cocking lever* get away from sensei!" with a tennis ball sized sphere of energy forming at the end as I pulled the trigger it fired off in a beam.
I aimed over overone's heads, the room was so bright it was hard to see but I could tell something was happening to the room, it started to shatter or tear like reality being torn asunder.

I woke up then, but as usual bits and pieces of what would have followed floated in my surface thoughts as I slowly woke up, something like the building had been the haunt and not the picnic table.
Something like it had been an Inn or bathhouse once upon a time that burned down and sat to rot, hence the "where one could rest, where none shall rest again", makes sense given the showers and such.
I blame the cannon thing on having watched the anime World Trigger not that long ago, there was a girl character with a beam cannon attack, but yeah, something anyway.

Had a number of dreams, most of them short.

1. Dreamt I had a flying motorcycle in a sort of magical fantasy themed Earth.
There was a part about needing to fly during a thunder storm, which was terrifying.
Something about seeing a couple of non-human people suspiciously come out from under something
and seeing that there was a tunnel, overhearing them talk about something illegal and me trying to call the cops.

2. Brief Spider-Man powers dream, honestly can't remember much more than me fighting someone tall
and trying to web their face so I could pull them down into a knee-face situation.

3. Had a dream I could fly, had wings, modern surroundings, me trying to avoid power lines and the likes.
There was a scene in particular with me trying to land on a roof ledge but stepping on a hedge instead
and falling only barely able to correct myself before hitting the ground, then skimming over traffic.

4. A brief dream about super powers, was doing some kind of training exorcise with people.
I could fly but didn't have wings, I also had night-vision.
During the exorcise some monster or demon attacked and there was a bit with someone
grabbing a police mech and then another monster that could hurt the first one.
I recall holding a coin in my hand, something equivalent to a dollar, but instead
of a queen or king or president it was All-Might from MHA... Plus Ultra!

5. I was some kind of badass monster hunter fighting demons or possessed humans like in Evil Dead.

6. Racing dream, felt like playing GTA or something similar, not much to it other than that.

Finally had a dream (two technically) that was both memorable and not painful to dedicate to memory and write down.

I was some kind of spy committing corporate espionage on a company that had a notoriously unethical reputation despite remaining in business.
I was supposed to still be young, mid to late teens, a sort of high school age spy or some such reasoning.
After infiltrating the companies main facility my team and I found it to more resemble a military compound.
While I was in the mainframe room accessing records, the rest of my team sounded the alarm that they'd been spotted.
I locked the room down with the digital locks they were using since I was no longer worried about being detected but rather captured or worse.
I could hear someone outside making a commotion and going to get help as I found what I was looking for in the encrypted files,
in their R&D section there was something marked as top priority for both security as well as secrecy. (no name was given, so we'll call it Project Eve?)
I set a timer on the locks to open just after I snuck out so that they wouldn't know which route I was taking, all but one (I wasn't taking) to throw them off.
After making it down to the Research and Development level of the facility (because of course I could, it's my spy movie!) I came face to face with the objective,
a girl named Mina locked up like a specimen, it turned out she was born or made in the lab there as some sort of "perfect being" synthetic human.
She was human from head to toe but wasn't born in a traditional sense, there wasn't anything robotic or cybernetic about her.
She was a little younger than I was supposed to be, maybe 12 or so, she was wearing a hospital gown and had bright blonde hair with clear green eyes.
The girl, Mina, asked me to steal her away in a classic "dashing thief meets princess" kind of way, which just so happened to align with my reasons for being there.
Getting out of the facility was going to be the hard part, not only with baggage but now that the place was on high alert even more so...
I tried to make my way out with the girl in tow but could only get so far with disguises like a technician with a cart or a "fat" guard, one close call was with the
Director of R&D for the company, a woman in her mid to late 20's to early 30's with red hair and blue eyes along with some freckles.
Eventually I came to the conclusion or perhaps realization that there was no way we were making it out with stealth, and so came "Plan C".
I would hide my identity with a sky-mask or the like, and strap the girl with (fake) explosives as a bargaining chip to let us through,
me reasoning being that the girl was supposed to be one of a kind and cost the company both time and a ridiculous sum of money to produce
and as such they wouldn't throw that away so easily even if it meant letting her be stolen or at the very least their hesitation would give me time to find an opening.
Just as we thought we were home-free I heard the click or a firearm being cocked and readied, it was the Director we had narrowly avoided before now
holding a pistol aimed right at my back with the two of us moment from freedom, the exact words fail me but I'll try to give the gist of the meaning.
Essentially, she was more concerned for the girls safety than she was the company and for a very good reason, she was for lack of a better term the girls mother.
It wasn't disclosed if that meant she was the genetic source or if she simply raised her after the 1 in a Million breakthrough that was made in the lab.
When I made it clear to her that Mina wasn't going to be put in any kind of danger, that she was going to be brought somewhere she wouldn't be property
the woman eased up and lowered the pistol, I agreed to take her with us to where we were going so she could see for herself and she agreed.
Jump-cut to another facility, this time much more clinical rather than militaristic with white walls and almost sci-fi level gadgets and dressings.

I woke up and fell back asleep, having other mixed dreams before eventually having what felt like a sequel to the above dream, same characters and general story.

It opened up with a few years having passed, I was now at the end of my teens or just barely into my 20's with Mina being in her mid to late teens.
We were living alone for some reason, maybe a dispute with the organization and or Mina's "mother" took place off camera?
Things weren't all rosy however as something strange was happening to Nina, her body was withering with no discernible reason.
My first thought wasn't to go to the organization I worked for in the previous dream but rather her mother, so I feel something HAD to have happened?
I showed up where she was currently residing which had a very "resistance group turned rogue lab" kind of feel and esthetic with them being
based out of an old building they had repurposed and made to look either unused or at least unassuming from the outside and ground floor.
I strolled into the scene with a water tank on wheels that held Mina as it seemed like the only way she wasn't in pain, especially in transit.
The emotions between parent and child were as to be expected considering the situation, not so much words as tears and feelings.
I feel it worth noting that Nina and I didn't seem to have much a relationship beyond living together, she didn't care about being nude in water at least...
Meanwhile her mother and I seemed to have an oddly tense relationship, including flashbacks to the previous dream from her perspective
finding the dashing rogue to be, well, dashing. To be fair, I feel their was a brief "sneak through a party/gathering" portion of that dream where we met so...
Something I do recall about their conversation was when the mother called her Mina out loud (this was the first time, I used it before in writing for clarity sake).
Shortly after that I woke up before anything could be solved or progressed in regards to Mina's condition.

Had a dream about some kind of magic or adventuring school, a fantasy academy for lack of better words, though it did seem to be modern day like Harry Potter.
I was supposed to be some nobody from an unspectacular family who got in through either some miracle or mistake, but would turn out to have something unique about them, classic protagonist.
I didn't have a history with magic or the things that revolved around that part of the world, so I was supposed to be the fish out of water type trying to fit in.
Apparently I was good with machines or devices both mundane and magical alike, I also turned out to have a knack with magical crystals.
I was on good terms with one of the teachers since I kept cleaning and repairing some of the equipment in the crystal working shop class.
During one such class, we were studying and I started absentmindedly playing with a small fragment of crystal that was on the table, about the size of a pill.
I didn't notice at first but the students I had started to make friends with who sat at the same table could see that the crystal was different after I fiddled with it,
it went from being a rough fragment the size of a pill to something resembling a cut gem about the size of a grain of rice, by time I noticed there was also some residue on my fingers.
Although I wasn't supposed to be fully aware of what happened, from a narrative standpoint it looked (The "camera" was on the crystal while it happened.) like as I fiddled with
the crystal absentmindedly it began to shape like clay almost and made this sort of water like substance that was left on the table and my fingers almost like it had melted like ice.
(If you've ever held an icicle or the like in your hands and had it slowly melt and change shape, that's what it looked and felt like, except that it wasn't cold.)
The others started talking in a language I couldn't understand, it didn't so much sound like gibberish as just something alien to me, after class I spoke to the teacher about it.
The teacher was a man, probably in his late 30's to early 40's, no really noticeable greying of his hair, wore earthy tones for his clothing, just trousers and a shirt with a tie (Possible bow-tie?) instead of suit.
They said that the language was called Delsati or something like that. (I definitely heard the word at the time but after waking up can't recall it exactly, it sounded like a fantasy language.)
They explained that it was a somewhat obscure if not secret language. (Like the Druidic language and some others in D&D, that's probably where my brain even got the idea.)
Before I could bring up the crystal thing to them, there was a crystal related mishap in the classroom where some students were using or otherwise messing with a large crystal (About 6 feet tall.)
that was used for studying the stars and space, it had what looked like a galaxy inside of it (But maybe it was more like could show that thing rather than it being inside of it?) and
stood suspended vertically length-wise inside of a minimalistic metal frame and could be rotated and spun much like a globe could.
The issue was that someone had gotten carried away spinning it and it was now rotating around at random from momentum and they couldn't manage to stop it, it was starting to make
sounds and vibrations (Both the crystal and the metal frame.) that made it seem like it would either brake or come off it's fixture at any moment.
The teacher and I hurried over and through a combination of magic and muscle were able to stop the violent motions, but when we tried letting go to let it stand normally it kept trying
to start tipping and spinning again, the teacher came to the conclusion that the violent spinning had somehow thrown the system off balance.
I started looking at it top to bottom and felt I had an idea of how to balance it again, since the teacher already had a good opinion of me they trusted me with attempting it.
I placed my hands on the top of the crystal, reaching up slightly (I'm normally 6'1 so I guess I was in the dream as well.) and instructing them to rotate it slowly like a pottery wheel.
Once it was moving I started trying to do what I had done absentmindedly earlier and began shaping the top with my hands, the teacher was understandably alarmed at first but settled down
once they saw the crystal slowly behaving more calm in it's motions, in the end I only had to "melt" about an inch or two from the top, leaving it looking still smooth and organic.
We were finally able to let go of the crystal and step back, it still seemed to behave like it should, with the bit I removed having not contained part of the galaxy image.
I don't recall the conversation with the teacher after that all too clearly, I did get the inclination that it was a rare ability most humans didn't or couldn't possess and was more common in say Dwarves but even then.
After that things got less coherent as I was clearly starting to wake, given that I did soon after, there was a funny joke scene though where people packing for a trip
and someone was having trouble getting a long package to fit in their luggage, another person pulled it out and said "No no, you don't put +1 Longsword in your suitcase, obviously it's Carry-On!".
There was also a scene that had a very strong "Prom" feel to it, wearing fancy clothes and sitting outside talking to a girl I liked, neither of us wanting to be part of the zoo going on inside.
I recall a short scene after that, not sure if it was also part of the prom or just similar, girl seemed to have gotten into "substances" she shouldn't have and needed a chaperone, me.
She ended up being approached by some sleeve and his friend in their car, I got up in their faces and we had to run from them in the streets of the town the school was in.
We got to a point where I was going to goad them into trying to hit me (Which they had already tried and failed to do.) with a pole or wall not far behind me, my plan being to
use my weird mineral melting powers to basically T-1000 through the car since it was an old school all steel body design, it felt like something I could do at the time, I woke up before it happened though.

Had a post-apocalyptic dream set 30 years in the future from now.

It was very randomly explained off-hand by myself saying "I was frozen for 30 years".
Nobody seemed to really question it like it wasn't that odd a circumstance?
There were some obvious Fallout themes thrown in with at least one person wearing the BOS emblem.
I was in a reclaimed part of the a city similar to what they did with Goodneighbor, minus the crime.
There was still a police force to keep people in line along with other remnants of the old world like shops/businesses.
I don't recall how we met, but there was this girl/woman who used something like Power Armour but it was more sci-fi and bodysuit like.
We were a team for some reason, I think she was supposed to be either BOS or formerly with them, she seemed interested in what I was doing.
I overheard two cops talking about some old business that was expected to go under soon with the owner being in bad health,
when I pipped in asking what that was about, they told me that the old man running the business was being stubborn about
something out on the outskirts of town, and that even now with his health declining he was refusing to move into town.
I and the woman (really don't have a name for her) decide to hire a guide to take us out to where the old man is living.
There was a scenic overland travel portion showing that nature had retaken most things, and weird bits of terrain where lots of earth shifted.
There was a lot of me getting nostalgic or otherwise reminiscing as I noticed or recognized things as we passed, we were in kind of vehicle.
There were expected moments of generational differences like me loosing my cool seeing a rare car left to ruin while the woman just saw salvage.
By the time we arrived it was getting dark and was raining, we were on an old piece of highway, an overpass that was isolated and needed some
elevator like contraption to reach it, there was a good view of the area though in the dark I could barely even tell there used to be
civilization here, it was practically a forest that had just engulfed and hidden most of the form and outline of buildings and streets.
There was what looked like a house made of bits of old world houses, either someone moved it or just cobbled it together.
When we got inside I remember being a little cold and wet, taking off my jacket and bag, we were "greeted" by an old man,
he did a lot of sitting and laying down in bed with not a whole lot of standing in between (From what I can gather he was alone.)
We didn't recognize each other but he did seem to loosen up a little when he heard I was from the same era as him, before all this.
I explained why we were there and he began to explain why he was, the house we were in used to be in what is now the lost part of town.
He and his family moved it piece by piece to this safe location that was still near their old home, he was staying out of sentimentality.
I can't recall if all of his family died or if some did and others moved away, probably his wife died and his kids moved if I have to guess.
The man seemed to be in at least his 50's if not 60+ and he wasn't doing very well on his own, which begged the question of why.
There was something he couldn't leave behind but hadn't been able to find before his health started getting worse, he was determined to stay.
I ended up agreeing to go look for whatever it was (can't recall it being described clearly) along with the woman I was traveling with.
We stayed the night and were going to set out in the morning, lady wanted to leave some of our stuff behind rather than lug it around
while I argued that we don't know what we'll run into be it enemy or environment and it would be reckless to leave anything we might need.
I took her bag and gave her mine so that she wouldn't complain and that I couldn't since I was the one who wanted to bring more stuff.
She went outside and I stayed for a moment to chat with the old man, understanding his refusal to abandon his memories and give in to ruin.
I recall getting a little choked up thinking how he reminded me of my own father and that I could relate to no longer having family to lean on.
I decided to use the bathroom before heading out, as I was getting the angle of the dangle right with morning sunlight shining in the window, I woke up.

Had a short dream before waking up.

I come into possession of a ring that was very plain in style with a gold band and red gem that was a smooth dome shape.
There was this compulsion to wear it when I found it, but nothing bad happened after putting it on.
I quickly realized that it was magical in nature, it not only allowed me to detect sources of magic with a pink highlight but
to also absorb magic from items like books or potions etc by touching the ring to them, after which the gem
set in the ring would glow as it grew slightly with each source of magic absorbed into it.
After a while I started actively wanting to find more magical things to drain, like the compulsion to wear it.
While walking past some people in the street they just stared at the ring like were also being compelled by it, so I hurried off.
It seemed to only be if they looked at it, so if my hand was in my pocket or something then it was fine.
At one point I was in a library or shop or otherwise room with someone talking about the ring, they left to get something
and I started looking around the room feeling the urge to drain some of the magic books they had, fighting the feeling it was wrong.
It was especially tempting since I and the other person had realized the wearer could then use the spells the ring absorbed.
They came back before I could convince myself to do it, there was this awkward air before I was woken up by a loud ass car horn outside.

Ended talking with my brother who DM's for me and a friend (D&D) about how it'd make for an interesting magic item in a game.

Had a dream before waking up today though, wasn't all bad with some sweet spots, but still some not nice bits, though more standard bad dream rather than nightmare.

I was a trip of sorts with some family members and a girl, I guess (was never said) she was my girlfriend since we were close enough to hold hands (interlocking fingers) and nuzzle.
Her name was Mana and she looked a lot like Leo from the anime Dog Days with the exception that I think she was a wolf instead of a lion? Still had long white hair, golden eyes.
The parts where we were close and lovey were a really nice change of pace from some of the dreams (shudder) I've been having, not just horny but sweet.
We were all on either a train or highway bus going alone the waters edge of the ocean or maybe a large lake, we saw some ruins in the water that looked sort of Roman.
I remember even pointing out to her "Huh, looks kind if like an old colosseum?" as we rode past, the rest of the journey seemed uneventful.
Eventually I started getting my luggage ready and checking things when I gave myself a little cut somehow, it was minor and our stop came up so we got off.

Everything past that started to go down hill with exception to hand holding and nuzzles with the occasional peck.
We were apparently visiting relatives while on this trip (none I actually have, made up for the dream) and things got awkward.
Even worse was the fact that my cut (on my hand) had somehow contracted a disease from Mana's home world do to contact with her?
If I had to guess, it's probably something like she was immune but a carrier or something, but hey it was a dream.
The cut turned black like I'd had my hand in a bucket of charcoal or something, there was a tiny hint of pink/purple in the wound.
Mana helped me bandage it and told me it must have been from a creature she fought before coming over for this visit, and that
the infliction itself was called "The Blight" which as names go is pretty generic I do have to say, better than "The Infection" though.
We kept the whole thing on the down-low for the time being (seems kind of reckless if you ask me, but hey dream logic) and tried to
just enjoy the trip, and sure there were nice moments but soon came more panic moments, people not taking well to Mana being more than human.
I remember one scene in particular where they tried to sit us all down in a room for a makeshift "court" thing, which ended with me interjecting and
walking up to speak, only to lean in close after saying "I'd like to say" and then shouting "AS IF I CARE!" before grabbing her hand and running from the room.
There was a lot of panic and running after that, especially once the whole Blight thing got discovered, my hand had turned black up to the wrist now
with the original hint of pink/purple having
now turned into crystal looking growths protruding from the skin about 1 centimeter at most with others being varied heights.
After a lot more running and hiding it seemed like some of the people searching for us were on our side of things but still had to hunt us down?
There was a jump-cut and I was with some of my family I'd taken the trip with and a couple others who were trying to help.
Somehow the two of us had gotten separated and while the others kept saying she was waiting ahead I kept getting the feeling they were
only telling me that to get me onto the whatever vehicle (might have been a boat, might have been a bus) before more people showed up.
I asked a few of them where she was in a increasingly harsh tone of voice and higher volume with each one keeping up the act, eventually
I turned to my father who was also there and asked him plainly "Where, is, Mana" and he started to give me a sad look as he began saying she was taken.

That's about when I woke after screaming her name to the heavens in the dream...
Side note, when I woke up both my legs felt tired like I'd been running for real like in the dream, quickly went away though so more of a brain trick.

Had a short dream that I was riding along down the road just after sunset where's still some light in the sky.
Was a passenger with my oldest brother driving and one other passenger, I was looking out the window bored.
I saw some odd object in the sky with a trail behind it, eventually there was a bang and I realized it had been a meteorite.
I got my brother to stop because it seemed to have landed nearby, we could see a small crater about 30 ft wide.
We got out of the vehicle (which seemed to be a minivan of some sort, mid 90's maybe) and as I got closer but
before I could crest the ridge and see inside the crater I woke up.

Had two dreams I can piece together enough to write to about.

First one was about space dwarves (the fantasy kind, not the little people kind) coming to Earth.
There was something about them trying to be secretive and not alert us, the local inhabitants.
They used some kind of projection field tech to cloak their ship and activities, kind of acted like
the "somebody else's problem field" thing from Hitchhiker's Guide to The Galaxy.
Particularly in that I was there to see it land or something before they put the field up proper,
so I was able to still perceive some of what was going on while no one else seemed to notice.
I recall something about making contact just before the dream ended, a big "wtf" moment for them.

Second dream was about vampires descending onto a sleepy town, my being a high school student
and having to go full vampire hunter to try and slow them down while saving people.
I was becoming one of my D&D characters again, like the labyrinth dream a little while ago.
Slowly losing weapons as I went along and then eventually resorting to beating them with
a large pipe-wrench as a makeshift club, things got very nerve racking as one might expect...

Had a dream that carried on for hours of the night, which I know because I saw the clock before and after.

I was stuck in some kind of labyrinthine like series of tunnels and rooms that I had wandered into.
Even in the dream I said out loud to myself that it felt I'd been going in circles for hours, or all night.
Unfortunately it wasn't a quiet or lonely experience, but instead I kept running into monsters.
Thankfully I seemed to be one my D&D characters that I made, a badass biker sent to another
world like Ash Williams of the Evil Dead franchise, armed with a .44 magnum.
It was more tiring in a traditional sense than it was difficult though.

It's funny how I usually lose track of time, but when asleep my internal clock is pretty accurate.
Isn't the first time I've had a dream carry on through the night, and be aware it felt that long.
The only really worrying thing I find, is that I have a tendency to not wake up until there's some
kind of conclusion in a dream with exception to something stressing me out or scaring me to
the point of waking up out of shock from the experience, guess even my subconscious hates cliff hangers.
Thankfully that's never meant me sleeping for a ridiculous amount of time, since there
tends to be montages in my dreams if something would take THAT long to experience.

Had another short My Hero Academia type dream, this one had no action in it though, very school life focused.
We were on a field trip somewhere with a bus ride followed by a long winded and boring speech in a large room.
I kept feeling like I was going to fall asleep, which I hate in dreams for reasons I don't think words can describe.
Once the boring speech was over we were told to form teams and head out to do a patrol, everyone bolted.
To avoid the congestion growing in the stairway I decided to stay ahead of it by leaping several stairs then flights
at a time, each time with little effort like I had at the very least Spider-Man like athletic ability.

Didn't even get to the patrol part because I woke up... So yeah, super heroes if life was boring?

Had a super power dream, felt very My Hero Academia like for the number of people with powers as well as naming conventions.
I had a power that wasn't quite full telekinesis but that I could create and manipulate small objects made of force and were
practically invisible, the main way I would use it was to ride on a surfboard like thing and thus my hero name was Sky Surfer.
I had a friend who I ran around with though I can't recall if they even had chosen a name yet, their power was basically
like Spider-Man without the webs or wall climbing so more like having extreme athletic ability to the point of being super human.
I believe we were still students since I remember running around inside a school after finding out about a crime taking place,
in the end we took off out a window rather than wasting time running to an exit and shouting "We'll cover the bill!".

I don't recall a whole lot after that in detail, there was something about fire or maybe even someone with a fire power.
There was also someone who was really tough and strong that reminded me of Rhino from Marvel that gave the two of us trouble.

Had a movie like dream, very cinematic. Was a horror/thriller kind of thing with drama?

It all took place out over the ocean on what was either a platform like structure or just a really big boat.
Some kind of military instillation or at least I assume it wasn't private, given the presence of a battleship.
Seemed to be protected waters with some kind of perimeter set up, nothing gets in or out that shouldn't.
I was part of a research and development team responsible for creating and breading a new bio-weapon.
They were lizard like creatures with claws and bipedal locomotion, in hindsight they looked like Deathclaws from Fallout.
There was the previous generation that were still very feral and needed to has chips implanted so they could be controlled,
while the current generation that I was specifically onboard for helping with was a single juvenile specimen with
a much higher intelligence as part of an experiment to see which was the better end product.
A creature that had to be under constant control and security as it was a threat to anyone around it otherwise,
or something approaching primate like levels that could be not only trained but educated more like a soldier.
There was definitely a level of parental like pride when handling the creature, though I do remember at one
point reflexively balling up my hands instead of waving my fingers about when they came up to me so as
not to "excite" their predatory nature as I was well aware what they were capable of even if young.
(a name came to me after waking up, so let's call the little one Helena from here on)
I swear I remember Helena somehow learning to speak, or at least vocalize something resembling words.

There was of course the horror/thriller/drama I spoke of in the form of an "accident" that basically
freed the previous test generation from their control during an exorcise in the water.
There seemed to be more than that going on though as chaos ensued rather quickly with a freaking
aircraft carrier or battleship somehow sinking, I feel like it was sabotage à la Jurassic Park where
someone realized how much money they could make selling these creatures to the highest bidder.
It all went about as well as any JP film does, this time being stalked by Deathclaws rather than raptors...
There was also some kind of underwater creature scene with what looked and was even described by
one of the characters as "a freaking huge eel thing!" that was chasing a submersible,
it cut away to something else as the creatures jaws were crushing into the cabin.
Some people were trying to evacuate via helicopter, the head researcher was among them.
They were gaining altitude when the engine cut out and the craft started free falling for a few seconds,
someone lost their footing and fell out and slipped past the rotors, then the engines kicked back in
and as the helicopter slowed it's fall he then fell back into the now active rotors creating a horror show.
The now damage rotors sent the copter into the waters bellow as people panicked, I think it was around
then that the camera view was underwater with the characters that they saw the escort ship sinking?
After seeing people scrambling for something to hold onto the dream cut away again, this time back
to the woman in the sub now laying on her back in some cavernous space.
She was barely alive and in an almost alien looking environment with random stuff thrown about,
there were seemingly dead specimens, the only conclusion was that this was inside the giant eel thing.
There was light from either recent craft that were swallowed like the sub or maybe even some bio-luminescence?
Two of the specimens started moving groggily, eyed her then each other and started fighting, I assume over food?

Another cut away to me and Helena back in the lab environment, I remember the scene being oddly creepy somehow
through either the general tone thus-far or soundtrack, and a looming sense of dread of course like
something was going to happen very soon that would ruin the happy'esk atmosphere.

It was around then that I woke up, it was also then that the name Helena came to mind as my half awake brain started firing back up.

Had a dream that was sci-fi/fantasy, probably because I've been helping plan D&D stuff of the same genre with my brother.

The dream started with me coming across an alien artifact that once it came into contact with me awoke some ancient blood in me.
I suddenly gained the knowledge and power of some kind of ancient space dragon that came to Earth in the distant past.
Among the things I gained was the ability to transform into a true dragon form as well the information of how to make use of it.
My first goal was to enlighten mankind and get us working together on improving our technology with my new found understandings
not only for the sake of making us better but also to prepare us for what else was out there in the depths of space.
I became some sort of figure with immense power both literally and in terms of politics as I was the source of this new knowledge.
I quickly took on the role of both ambassador for when we did encounter alien life as well simply the guy who could get shit done.
There was a big commotion as it was brought to me attention there was a spy/assassin in our midst from either a terrestrial group
or an alien one, they turned out to be some kind of highly sophisticated android or otherwise synthetic being that looked like a human woman.
They had this sword that was either high tech or magic in nature along with some kind of stealth field like ability they used to get around.
My new found powers helped pick them out during an attack and I basically used some magic command word on them to make them freeze.
I then chocked slammed them and took the sword away with the other hand, then immediately took them inside while unconscious.
Once inside I went to an elevator room kind of spot and demanded the A.I operator to take me to "maximum security" to which they
seemed confused at first but then saw what/who I was holding, after saying "now!" they got us there just as the spy was coming-to.
I through them into a cell and kept the sword to lock up elsewhere with plans to question the spy later, there was a montage afterwards.
The spy was fairly average in height and frame for a young lady in her early 20's with her most striking feature being her hair which
was sort of peacock like in colours and was tied in a top bun like style that made her head look a bit like a tropical fruit or something.
The montage included snappy exchanges of words and the occasional failed escape attempt, there was another A.I that acted like
a messenger or patrol that would holo phase into the cell, unsettling her every time as it was kind of basic and doll faced.
The montage came to an end with her having started trying to dig her way to freedom having somehow disabled an alarm against such acts.
As she was drilling I was coming down to bring something to her attention, the doors to the cell opened and I just stood there while she froze.
Jump cut to the two of us in an elevator on our way to the roof as she attempts to make an excuse, I just stand there calmly and tell her
that there's something we want her opinion and or help on regarding an alien visit, as she starts objecting I hold out her sword as if to offer it.
She's confused to say the least but when the elevator reaches the rooftop she starts realizing what's going on as she looks straight up.
The view pans like a camera to show the sky above the city being taken up by mostly one thing, a giant creature of unknown origin.
She reluctantly helps by telling me what it even is and why it might have shown up here, it was somehow related to the whole dragon thing.
It also seemed like she didn't quite know who or what I was (failure in her mission briefing?) as she seemed surprised when I turned full dragon.
I sort of man-handled her while in dragon form and picked her up by the scruff to set her down further away while I confronted the issue.
She just stood there in silent contemplation as I attempted to signal and commune with the creature, an exchange of some draconic speech
later and it was clear the creature meant no harm, though some of its scales were falling off onto the city bellow which was a tricky thing to fix.
The event concluded with the spy agreeing to work with us, apparently her former employers weren't what you'd call fair or caring.
Another jump cut later and we see the spy going about daily life on Earth, evidently she has some sort of bond with her sword and can
communicate or even argue with it, it was mocking or maybe teasing her for having adjusted so well despite early complaints.

That's about all I remember about it, there were other mixed dreams but nothing coherent enough to write about.

Had a few weird dreams, the first one feels too hazy to properly write about with no structure really.

1. There was some odd King of The Hill type thing going on, can't quite recall what about though do
remember Bobby doing something weird, then everything was like the Ghibli film Pom Poko.
The big difference being it was suddenly the climax and all looked like it was drawn in a different
and more simple style, then instead of a boat they turned into space ships and there was alien stuff.
There was a cloud city or maybe a palace that was almost Wizard of Oz style Emerald City but not green.
One of the ships was now huge and partially a poorly rendered CG old bald man with a mustache who
then attacked the cloud structure and demolished it... I'm not used to dreams that are just jump cut nonsense. ',:l

2. I was a child again, maybe 9. I was walking down a street with a friend (let's call him Lee, that sounds right?).
Lee was one of those kids that wore fairly random clothes (and glasses) without much attention to what people would call fashion, very 90's.
We were walking together on a day off from school, just passing time in town when something very strange happened.
There was a brief disturbance in the air at about our height, it was very ethereal and wispy, about 1 foot across and spherical
with a rotational kind of movement like a model of some atomic structure or the like. A small marble like thing dropped from
it to the ground and the rolled to my feet, it was a blue-green with emphasis on blue and had odd markings almost like circuitry
that were light but not quite glowing a sort of white-blue, the whole thing was 1 (maybe 2) inches across and not clear like a glass marble.
We both just sort of looked at each other for a moment, then Lee shrugged and told me to pick it up so I did.
There was a quick glow and hum from the object and then nothing, I put it away in a pocket after we had a good look at it.
Jump cut to sometime later and I'm home, I've not shown the strange thing to my family or if I have they thought it was some toy I found.
I'm in my room with the strange marble trying to figure out what it is or what it does, frustrated I go to sleep with it at my bedside.
When I awake the marble is nowhere to be seen and then I feels something under the cover, it's not round and hard but instead soft.
Maybe expecting to find my teddy bear I instead discover a small animal about the size of a small dog (in hindsight it looked like an Eevee).
I'm surprised to say the least and in my shock I manage to disturb the creature from it's sleep, it yawned and uncurled and just looked at me.
It immediately jumped at me but instead of turning into a horror scene it was just snuggling up to me like I was someone it knew well.
Another jump cut to me and the creature somewhere we wouldn't be bothered or interrupted so I can try to figure out what's going on.
It was small and cute with light brown fur that had a smidgen of red mixed in and had green eyes, it wasn't a cat or a dog as far as I could tell by features.
It didn't bark or meow though it did have a couple adorable sounds one might attribute to some generic fantasy creature, it also made a sound
that was almost more like a name (again, in hindsight it's painfully obviously an Eevee of sorts) that sounded like "eeva". (sounds like a cringy Pokemon OC...)
The creature seemed harmless and was content just being a friendly pet like entity, I used the sound it would occasionally make to give it the name Eva. (eh-va)
Seemed to be a girl anyhow, and Eva is a feminine given name so that worked out well enough. Then there was a montage of sorts for about the next year or so,
showing time spent together as a "boy and his dog" kind of deal. Afterwards it jumped back to me in the tub, now with Eva.
The water started to feel a little hotter than usual until it became very uncomfortable before I realized Eva was almost glowing under the water.
I went under to see if she was okay, her eyes opened and she suddenly jumped out of the tub and out of my view, the glowing subsided and the water cooled to normal.
As I built up the courage to peek over the tub I saw something new, it didn't look like Eva but at the same time it kind of did. (like a childhood friend who grew up?)
They were now the size of a large dog albeit a bit wolf like but still had that brown fur with a hint of red and big beautiful green eyes, I managed to squeak out her name in suspense.
She turned and looked at me, obviously still reeling from whatever just happened and in an upsetting way looked at me curiously like she did when we first met.
The silence was broken not by a confused or even excited sounding "eeva!" but rather actual words, which threw me off to say the least.
A clear if not cautious feminine voice was now coming from my plus sized pet and best friend, thankfully we were both equally confused. (she sounded a little mature in pitch)
There were then more montage like scenes with a now much larger and more cuddly four legged friend, a couple years seemed to pass this time ending around the start of puberty.

(I'm going to interrupt here to say, this is where things get weird for this dream, like fan-fic weird, if you get where I'm going with this warning then feel free to skip to the next one, it won't hurt my feelings.)

We were snuggle-sleeping in bed when the montage ended, I was about 12 now and felt like I was on top of the world as the only kid with a magic dog he could talk about anything with.
That changed very quickly when I awoke after an uncomfortably warm night to find my wolf-dog replaced with a humanoid girl, full on kemonomimi style... (...)
Things got understandably awkward after that, her voice was still very much alike though slightly higher in tone to match a body of roughly my age.
Again she was just as confused as I was if not more upbeat about it than I was, we stayed friendly to say the least, it was just now a more normal friendship rather than "boy and his dog".
There was stuff about hiding her tail and ears while going on walks around town, the awkward new feeling when she'd cling to me now that she wasn't an animal.
I remember one particular event amongst the montage of growing up, a local bully that decided to give me a hard time while the two of us were out and about.
For the first time in the dream something legit scary happened, he was about to get physical with me when Eva slid in bodyguard style and shoved him.
The scary thing wasn't necessarily the bully mind you, it was more how a girl a little over half his size shoved him so hard he flung back off his feet and into something.
He wasn't dead of course, just beat up and hurting which I'd say is par for the course in that line of activities for someone like him.
It was also a little unnerving with how little reluctance there was in her actions and the look on her face that said "try again and it'll be worse"... I was grateful mind you.
I recall something about police, nothing serious but there was some confusion about where her parents were etc.
There was also a scene unrelated to that one, I was reclining while playing at home (with either a movie or game) and Eva was sleeping next to me when Lee called.
By this point I seemed to be a little older at about 16 maybe, Eva still looked the same as when she first turned humanoid which was odd.
The point of view showed a spit screen effect of my side and his, he was in bed playing a handheld game with the phone next to his head.
The conversation was standard fair with "hey man" and "I've been" thrown around until Eva was roused from her nap and spoke half asleep while trying to cuddle.
Lee heard this and actually grabbed the phone to hold it properly while asking if what he had just heard was a girls voice, I understandably fumbled words trying to answer.
(It's worth noting at this point, that I had never told Lee what happened with "marble" we found, not about where my dog came from or went or who Eva really was.)
There was a lot of mumbling and excuses made, I think it was around the time of saying things like "What, no no of course not, you know I don't have a girlfriend" and the like
that Eva got quiet and sulky as I tried to end the phone-call as quickly as possible to avoid that bombshell of a subject with a friend who I'd honestly kind of drifted away from.
Once again there was an uncomfortable heat I'd felt only thrice before and new it was time to end the call even if it meant coming off as an asshole, and so I did.
Just as I finished doing that and tossed the phone down onto a cushion, I felt hands on me and then arms around me, something I thought I had gotten used to after 4'ish years.
That was when I felt new things, soft things pressing against me. I opened my eyes that I had shut out of weariness after the close call (all puns intended) to a surprise.
It was still very much Eva next to me but now, now she was taller and more... Filled out we'll say, her hair was even longer now and her green eyes had a certain spark to them.
Her voice was now deeper like it had been as the wolf-dog but now held an almost sultry tone, I was getting flustered pretty fast as she clung to me like this.
It wasn't expressly shown or experienced but let's just say things got sexy, which is nice given that things got a lot more severe after that before the dream ended.
That heat never fully left her like it did the other times, it wasn't dangerous or even really uncomfortable especially after getting more used to it.
With that heat however came behavior changes, she was much more brash about things and how she acted in front of others than in the past.
The timidly cute yet sometimes tomboyish girl was gone, replaced by a mature and aggressive young woman with a blazing temper if angered.
The dream more or less came to a close when she got especially riled up and started using fire based powers which lead to having to hide from police.
I don't think I had the time to choose between safety or staying with her with how quickly the dream faded but let's be honest, I couldn't have quit that ass.

(In hindsight, it was never really shown or discussed where she went when not hanging out with me at any of those stages, which is odd obviously but hell, that's dreams in a nutshell.)

3. There was a much shorter dream thereafter about a completely different scenario though some themes remained in the most basic form.
I recall something that started out very Fallout 76 but turned more generic, a settlement was under attack from a Scortchbeast and I was using
a bayoneted musket (which I actually do like to rock in game) but as things progressed lives became endangered.
Suddenly I leapt into the air shouting something and turned into a half-dragon, now the beast was a dragon and it felt very fantasy.
I was flying around chasing it down with weapon still hand, though it seemed more magical now.
After dodging and weaving attacks to get closer I finally caught up and plunged the bayonet into the dragons hide, followed
by pulling the trigger on the now magical musket and letting loose a blast of cannon like proportions.

... I had another one of those short, everyday life, specific kind of dreams that tend to bum me out more than they should
only because they're usually unsettlingly specific or de-script about something that has yet to happen but sometimes does.

It was a simple dream in all respects, I was watching an episode of The Late Show with Stephen Colbert.
During the video the camera panned stage left (our right) to show the band area empty.
Then Stephen recounted how they lost their lead musician and long time friend Jon Batiste the week prior.

... I don't remember anything specific about how he supposedly died, just the somber mood and scene.
I really hate my brain sometimes, especially when it's something predictive that I don't want to come true.

Of course I'm reminded of the dream I had before a friend of the family passed, it was more subtle mind you.
I believe I shared it here in the past but if not, here's a short breakdown version of it for you.

A long time friend of the family became ill and was put on oxygen under home care.
Things were grim with the combination of the illness and his age, so we expected the worst.
Then I have a dream about being at a car show (I grew up around that kind of circle with my dad).
Everyone from the car club was there, we were all in the sun having a good time.
I look over to see the ill friend with his car in the shade, next to another friend and his car who passed years prior.
I woke up in a panic, honestly scared about what it might have meant as this wasn't the first time I felt
what I did from such a dream though it was the first death.
Eventually my mother called them to see how he was doing, he was still alive. (I was still in high school)
(for reference, I've always had odd senses about things, so much so that my parents acknowledged it since childhood)
After time passed and I calmed down, we eventually started seeing him at car shows again as his health improved.
Then suddenly he passed away with no warning, he was doing better so it made no sense.
There is of course the thing about feeling better right before your time comes for some people, but still...

I'm usually the type that enjoys being proven right about things, but not like that.

Was a short(?) sci-fi dream with a Men In Black kind of esthetic organization.
Mankind unearthed the remains of an ancient giant humanoid on the moon during some kind of construction process.
After it was taken to labs and studied it was found to have some odd transmission effect like the being had been highly scionic.
Mankind then made contact with a race in another galaxy that had also discovered and studied such a specimen and we began working together.
After a short golden age of what might have been a couple years a third race space faring race made contact, but rather than peace
they wanted war, and their prize was the two other specimens previously discovered.
Things after that get kind of hazy, I remember agents in suits and space stuff like an artificial satellite type space station thing, and a broken moon?