People In This Online Thread Shared Their Weirdest Dreams, Here Are 49 Of The Most Uncanny Ones

"Shapeshifting vampire aliens committed a bloody massacre on people that happened to all look like Nosferatu (but they were totally normal humans?), then took on the shape of a Shiba Inu. Mulder and Scully were blaming the murders on either this random saint bernard or my Newfie mix because the Shiba would have been too small to murder about 20 people. The Shiba was taunting me that my dog was going to be taken away because no one would believe it was the Shiba."

"I was really young and I slept with a lot of blankets. I always had them tucked in tightly. I honestly can't remember if there was any buildup or not, but all I remember was hanging from a cliff by my feet and a witch looking down at me. I woke up and I was hanging from my bed upside down by my feet. They were caught on the covers."

"Had a nightmare I was being chased by Freddy Krueger when I was a kid. Parents shouldn't have let me watch that. Anywho, he was chasing me through my house as he does to his victims. I ran upstairs, the doors were closing like Indiana Jones being chased by boulder closing so I had to roll under them. Finally, I was safe in my room, or so I thought, Freddy appears in a corner laughing at me and telling me he was going to kill and so on. He starts growing to fill the room and then his hand turned into a slice of pizza and stabbed me with it and then I woke up."

"One of my recurring nightmares as a kid was being out in the schoolyard, and the field had turned into a lake. We weren't sure what was in it, but then realized it was a dinosaur, and that t-rex was on its way. So we were running for our lives; into the school and up all 6 floors to the top of the building. I'd wake up every time T-rex's head appeared in front of me, with our eyes locking."

"Whenever I would leave my closet door open at night I had a dream where a train came out of it and ran me over."

"I've had a dream where I was walking in the corridor of my apartment at night. I spot an old woman with a cloth tied around her head, to protect herself from the chilling cold. She was at the end of the corridor. I turn and look at her, and she looks up at me and drops her walking stick. Her eyes were black and her mouth twisted into a snarl. I was frozen to the spot. She started sprinting towards me and I didn't hesitate to nope out of there. I was extremely slow at running in the dream and the corridor never seemed to end. I turned around while running and the old woman was inches from my face but was now smiling. She told me to stop and look at her. She was just about to say something when I woke up. It was 8:47 in the morning and my parents were in my room, packing. My mum was ironing out my clothes. We were moving to India from Singapore that day. It was 2012 and I was 11. When we went to our rented room for the time being in India, I kid you not, the room number was 847."

"Being in a completely white room with no perceivable door or windows. Around the entire room about 3 inches from the ceiling is a model train track that comes into the room through a small tunnel from one wall, wraps the whole room, and then returns into a tunnel at the opposite side of the first wall, it is also completely white.. on this track comes a small white model tank, smoking from its barrel the entire time it travels round the room. I get an anxious feeling of displacement, like the odd sensation you get if you take your thumb and push it as far as it will reach between your pointer and middle finger (I don't know why that specific action makes me get the same feeling of displacement, but it's the closest thing to it that I've been able to find out in the waking world) I have this dream around 5-6 times a year, and thus has been happening for more than 10 years now. I have no idea why."

"I played Slender late at night with my friend, (I was 13 that time) I was getting tired, so I said bye byes and went to sleep.

Here is how it starts: I, my friend (F1), and another friend (F2) are making a Slenderman statue out of snow (idk why lol). We go inside to get a few cups of drinks and go outside again. Statue is gone. F2 disappears. I see something not-faced in sight. My sight blurs. Me: 'We made it live!' F1: 'Run!' We run and try not to look at it, our destination as F1's house.

We make it to my friend's house and open our eyes. Me: 'Is it gone?' F1: '-Silence-'. I don't think about the 'silence' and open the door. Slender is at the door and says: "Hello boys!" as my sight blurs and I die. In Roblox. Wtf. I respawn and find out I'm playing a game called 'Stop It Slender 2'.

I say: 'Is this a dream?'

Then I woke up. oof"

"I was being arrested for shoplifting for some weird reason and I stopped the officers and convinced them I was dreaming. Then spent the rest of my dream banging my head against a wall to try to wake myself up. Obviously, I couldn’t feel anything because I was in a dream but I couldn’t wake myself up and it felt like forever. The weird part was knowing I was dreaming in my dream and trying to wake myself up from the dream without being able to."