answer:I have two, but I can’t recall the order they come in. I got a pretty bad drinking problem so these days, I don’t remember much of my dreams at all, if I even have any lol. Well, in one dream, it sounds completely silly, but it was scary to me lol, especially because it was part of a nocturnal paralysis episode. (they seem more like hallucinations than dreams) I have those a lot. (when I don’t go to bed drunk lol) Basically, I was lying down in a big, soft bed with multicoloured sheets. It was really comfy. Dark everywhere, but from the hallway, there was faint, comforting light. Until some crazy old bastard just walked in. He was holding a dragon head made out of papier maché or some shit. It was pale blue, and elongated, like the Loch Ness monster, I use that because of what you’ll read pretty soon; So eventually this guy sites besides me on a chair, and starts telling me all these crazy stories. I couldn’t move, and found that I was strapped to the bed. He then starts force feeding me haggis…yeah man. He was just cramming it down my mouth. I couldn’t breathe or even try to chew or fucking swallow. He was just cramming it and cramming it and cramming it and just wouldn’t stop. It was all over my face and I was like choking on it lol. I woke up and I’m like, wtf lol. Was scary at the time though. The other dream. Well, I had a boyfriend a while back and we broke up. But I totally swear, no word of a lie, I had this particular dream like two or three days before we split up… In the dream, the fire alarm went off in the place. We smelled smoke. We run around the apartment trying to find the source. I end up in the bathroom and discover the problem. The light bulb was pissing black smoke everywhere. (this may be related to an actual event I lived through, when one day I wake up, go to the bathroom and turn on the light. A small, sparky explosion went on in the light bulb. The bathroom floor was covered with water; the upstairs neighbor’s waterpipes messed up and all the water was coming through my ceiling) So I start freaking and calling my boyfriend’s name to tell him what was going on. I run in the hallway and there he is. Ecxept at that point I could no longer say anything. Stumbling over my words, TRYING to speak but I could not. I start to go near him quickly, with my arms stretched out like a zombie, tripping all over my words. All of a sudden, looking right into my eyes, his face fills with complete and utter fear. He says, ’‘okay NO’’ and just fucking hightails it out of there. He was completely terrified of me, and when I realized this in the dream, I myself felt so much panic and fear. He slammed the door behind me while escaping, and that was that. The dream stayed with me because it happened a little before we broke up. Sounds like bullshit I know, but it’s completely true. Maybe there’s some repressed event that fits into all of this and my mind just doesn’t wanna remember. XD