So I was on my bed, attempting to sleep after a late-night LAN session. I was messing around with Tekken 6 on my psp, until I heard my sister wake up and get ready for work. I couldn't get caught playing at that hour, so I turned it off and got ready to sleep. While waiting for brain to shut down, I decided to daydream about random nonsensical stuff, except this time I really put it effort into it - I imagined what I would feel, what would be the responses and so forth (Pretty gay shit, but report accuracy matters). The last thing I could consciously remember was the jingling of the keys and the sound of my apartment door opening. Then, it struck.
(At this point, I'm starting to lose out details here and there now. Pardon the lack of the usual witty remarks).
I remember something, some setting with me in my grandmother's house. Blank here. Then somehow the setting slowly and inconspicuously changed to something random and totally off course, and I ended up in someone else house. I haven't noticed this by then, and proceeded normally. The house was empty, I went around exploring the house with no one in it. I still can vaguely remember the layout and the items within the house, and how it looked like. I suddenly end up in the toilet. I'm bathing, but there's no water. Then this girl walks in naked and screams "Oh my God!". I can't remember her face and somehow i can remember her body. I start to cover up and try to close the door, but the door doesn't work normally (I can't explain it). Suddenly I realise I'm in some room, and there's a bed, where yet another naked chick sleeps. Then I end up in the living room of the mystery house, then realise there are people in the house. Think of it like a gigantic house filled with a pair of adults and a bunch of kids, youngest being like, 8 and the oldest are probably teenagers, like some kind of big adoptive family. Then, the father (I'll call him pops) started talking to me and saying Zen-like shit. Here's the conversation to my best memory :
Pops: Why aren't you wearing any clothes?
Me: I don't have any
Pops: You have five minutes to find a set
Me: Sir, you have three minutes to tell me what's going on, and three minutes to tell me where did I come from.
-Fuzzed part, I can't remember much from here-
I somehow walk into a computer room, and see Diablo 2 running. I explain, "Hey, Diablo 2!". Everyone around the house turns to me and smiles (Now I realise, at this point I forgot about clothes and walls). Then I talk to the youngest kid around, saying stuff you would say to a kid then it happened again. I ended up in a fit and I end up within the GM(Grandma's) attacking a television set and with everyone staring at me wide mouthed. I give them the "WTF" look and start to feel a little fuzzy. I sit down on some soft beanbag-like couch and thinking what when on, then remember saying I think there's something wrong with me.
Next thing I remember was people mentioning things like "It should be fine now" and "I think it's ok now", in the general sense of things said after something major medically, like surgery. I remember this scenario happened twice, but I lost the details. I wake up (in my dream) to find myself looking at my legs, being dragged by my mother and brother. Thing is, my brother was dwarf-sized and their height difference was about 1m, but both hands of mine were balanced properly. I was being dragged along the path to GM, and halfway I threw yet another fit and yelled something, and started walking on my own. Before I reached the lift lobby, I got warped again.
I ended up within some HDB area, except it was rather dark and it looked somewhat familiar. I started walking, as if I knew the direction. I ended up in a totally different place, and I somehow ended in a place behind my starting point - and I only have been walking straight. I felt like Hansel and Gratel, feeling like I was trapped in my own psychotic world and I couldn't do anything about it.
I end up in the adoptive house again, have a nice chat with the father there and then...I can't remember anything else from there.
I warp back into some park, then I walked and walked, and ended up in some area in Kovan (The open area beside the OCBC bank near the bowling alley in fact). I reconised some dude and called out his name wrongly. He corrected me, saying something between "Shah" and "Shafiq". I asked him if there was something wrong with me, and he gave me a very snide and smug face, saying nothing is wrong. I could tell that he was lying from his expressions, and he said I have been taking too much drugs. Then he offered me some pills, and I agreed. He shoved it in my mouth, and I warped off again.
By this time, I forgotten the end, I only remember suddenly realizing I have been dreaming, and open my eyes. I was still in my room, and I wasn't insane. Thing is, the entire dream felt to real but yet so senseless at the same time. I didn't know I was dreaming at all, until the end.
(Random bit)
Somewhere between, I remember in some compound like TP, with lifts operating but they are pretty old - like those kinds in older America, with the manual-operated metal gate, except it has been cut into half and the top is exposed. I remember getting in several times, but the only things that were odd was one that I dropped something into an upside down lift and find I tried to pick it up, but I would risk falling over and die. The other was that I almost fell over and died when I climbed my way through a closed gate leading to the lift and got stuck there. I remember someone silently looking there, not saying anything.
Here's a few reasons I came out with that might have triggered this:
-Talking about mind-blowing stuff, like quartz theory with a bunch of friends for hours might have triggered my brain into overdrive.
-Reading excessive amounts of apocalypse scenarios from exit-mundi
-The intensive daydreaming process might have kept my mind awake while my body slept, and then it went berserk like EVA-01.
-I have damaged my brain
-I am fucking insane.
I'm still in a slight daze, a shadow of what I felt like what I first woke up. I'm going back to sleep and if I end up in that hellhole, I hope I don't kill myself in my dream, because I might die.
P.S. At least I didn't see any nude guys in the dream, and the first nude chick was hot 8D
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