What the fuck why can my mind conjure such nightmares of death, torture, despair and terror when i sleep Location Latin America had a dream where i was fender bendered by a reckless driver, then had to argue with the police about it. Eventually got a camera footage and then i got to subdue and put down the offender driver. Then i gay posted the offender, calling him a bitch faggot who loves to be raped and hurt, while hitting him. Police came back and handcuffed him and let me go, told me to come back tomorrow for my car. So then i take the bus. Get on bus, it drives, and i get the suspicious that when the bus approaches the cliff, that the driver wants to drive off that gravel path, and down 300m through the air. I Sprint through and try to stop and turn the wheel. it is to late and we soon spin through the air and along the cliff side, and about 10 of the people in the bus survive. It is night time, warm jungle We sit in some abandoned concrete ruin room and most of the survivors are bullying (literally calling him names) the bus driver. the bus driver has retard strength, starts crying and hitting anyone coming close to him. I crouch with my back against a room corner, hands protecting my face. In the struggle of the crowd vs retard driver, someone lights a fire on the floor, and starts throwing balloons filled with flammable gas around. The room is filled with mostly darkness, the campfire light, some 6 men and women attempting to beat up a retard bus driver, grunts, lots of loud explosive slapping and punching noises, balloons popping with bright yellow fire explosives randomly, and people falling, getting back up, until no one gets up. When the bus driver is about to hit the last breathing other person attacking him, an invisible ungodly force grabs me from my cowering behind - a finger invisible, is immediately shoved through the back of my neck, and into my spine, down my spine canal, going down the whole spine along the inside of the canal. Another, visible hand, grabbed the side of my head, two fingers pushed into my right eye socket, thumb under jaw, kind of reminiscent of a bowling ball hold. My left eye is kept undamaged so i can see. I decide not to see so i close my good eye. I'm pushed on my stomach onto the floor, slowly dragged along the old, mossy concrete floor. My entire body, is filled with the noise of tinnitus. Everything is black because i hold my good eye closed. Eventually as i am dragged motionless, a perfectly average female voice asks -would you like to see me? -yes -Very well open you eye I open it, and i see a picture. A picture, ms paint, white canvas, black scribbles, can barely make out a poorly drawn face. For a short flash i see it, and then my good eye meets the same fate as my already destroyed eye socket. "That was the last thing you'll see" I woke up, and got about 5 seconds after opening my eyes in reality, i could still feel the long finger rod in my spine, scratching the insides of the bones, hear the deafening tinnitus with my entire body (what the fuck), and hear the last voice saying "remember this" a few times repeated. Woke up panting with fear. A real stress test dream I love how brain just makes shit up that is completely incomprehensibly impossible just to give me new ways to attempt to scare myself. returning to sleep now