Insane Dreams

[DragonMasterX]

So, again with the Insane Dreams, although I cannot fully legitimate this as Insane, I pretty much think it counts as some sort of oddity:

Just a few nights ago, I was talking with a friend about a past experience with a teacher in 8th grade, when I had written this short story about a boy who found himself running away from deranged monsters that had killed everybody but himself and his friend. Weapons being their only allies, they were chased down an alley and continued until fate decided to get rid of his friend thanks to an unexpected ambush by the monsters.

The story ends with the protagonist, which I didn't even name, surrounded by his destroyed equipment, in front of a gigantic tentacle beast that was feeding on corpses. The protagonist is holding a hand-grenade, and rushing towards this ugly monster he throws himself into its mouth, the safe of the grenade having bounced on the asphalt.

Obviously, the teacher was sickened, but despite that, which is a separate story, something odd happened after I went to sleep after having told my friend about that experience and the story's contents.

The dream included me, and some people I could not really discern as to who they were, approaching a school facility. Someone gives us weapons, most of them being M-16s and some pistols, and additionally, some special googles. When we enter the school, it's filled with a green haze, and the 'intercom' says we should not remove the googles, proceed with caution, and look for a ventilation switch. That part, I remember clearly, because no sooner than a few steps, an orange blur charged me. So I suddenly find myself flailing about my unarmed arm with a 'thing' biting on it. I didn't really have the time to appreciate its form, all I knew from the green haze was that it somehow was a pale-orange colored critter, and besides, I seemed to have been thrown into panic simply because of this creature, which later I related as a canine, continued struggling against me as I tried to aim with my other hand.

So, at an eventual interval, I somehow come into contact with the aforementioned switch, and the green fog suddenly clears, turning into normal haze. The critter is nowhere to be seen, and then I didn't remember anything else.

However, I must have fallen asleep again after waking up on a cold sweat, because there was another part, in which I remember standing in front of a huge octopus-like monster that was devouring people alive and it had just slashed with its tentacles at my rifle, cutting it in half. I only had a grenade left.

Uhm, after that I truly don't remember anything else.