Having dark dreams lately (not wet dreams, sadly). Dreams of blood and killing, dreams of pain and suffering. The funny thing is that I'm disgusted and annoyed, but not afraid.

It was after the sports meet, all of us are going to have a bath in the common washroom, but a sight of gore greeted us.
It was heads, severed from their bodies, hanging by ropes attached to the ceiling. Blood was dripping from the gasping end of their necks. Hanging like children mobiles, swaying to the currents from the fans. Some of the heads are lucky, they kept their bodies, but felt cold without their skins.
"Well, we still have to bath don't we?" I thought (In dreams its hard to know whether you are thinking or speaking) So I crouched low and tried to avoid the heads and bodies. Much to my dismay, blood from the cadevers dripped onto me. When I reached the showers, I was already covered in blood. Bathing was quite distracting as you feel that the heads and corpses are looking at you.

ZAP!!!

I was in a gymnasium, where people do great feats of balance and skill. It was a dance class. Our group was big, so we were divided into 4 groups. I did not know where I was supposed to be, therfore I went to the group closest to me. One of the girls called to me "Hey, you are not supposed to be in this group!" I asked her "Then which group am I supposed to be in?" She did not reply, but repeatedly said the same sentence over and over. The instructor called for volunteers from each group to compete in dancing. My group got me, other group have Idris (Which I have no idea where I've got this memory, but after the dream and much pondering, I realised I've seen Idris before. Hes from Chess Club, but I rarely seen him.). I know he's Idris because his name suddenly popped in my mind. We danced. And then...

ZAP!!!

I was in another dream. Which I've forgottened what happened. But I remember a corridor and classroom, with high rooftops.

Today's dream
I'm like watching a movie, in foreign language, with subtitles on. The funny thing is that I'm actually in the movie when I'm watching it. A woman, elegant and posh looking, have her dogs eat her abusive husband. She lived in a dark place with a big organ (the piano look-alike).

ZAP!!!

I'm in some kind of beach resort, acting dead to avoid some guy trying to kill me. When he's gone, Iran, on all fours, in swift speed and agility. I jumped onto a bridge of tables and went to the other side, where glass door locked me out. I tried to get out, but to no avail, because I did not have the card. I went out via another exit, passing through the many tour groups around me, and found myself in a shopping centre, shaped like those 80's shopping centres. I went down its many escalators, and woke up.