Last night I had one of the worst nightmares I've had in a while. I was in some house or apartment and all the lights were out. I kept trying to turn them on but none worked. There were people lurking around and I couldn't see who they were. There was a child and an old man (and perhaps others) and their faces were all black, like they were hidden in shadows. I started really freaking out in the dream, running from one room to another, frantically trying to shed light on my surroundings. I've never had a panic attack, but I imagine that's what it might feel like. Finally I woke up with a start. I looked at the clock which said 3:00 am.
As I fell back asleep, I kept fighting off images of bloody heads and friends faces with fangs and demented smiles. The next part of the dream consisted of me sailing through a forest towards a mansion. I remember feeling drawn to it as if I was powerless to its magnetic pull. As I made my way into the house, I glided up the stairs into a large room where the Ice Queen was beheading Santa Claus. I recoiled in horror and reappeared far away on a hill. I knew she had already sent one of her minions after me to kill me since I had witnessed her murder.
I made my way up the hill to the top where there was a technology company of some kind that had a large mechanized robot. Just as I grabbed the remote control, the creature sent by the Ice Queen arrived and the two started to battle. It was sort of like in Aliens when Sigourney Weaver battles the alien queen in the exo-suit, except I was off to the side operating the machinery by remote.
Finally, once the beast was bested, I knew the Ice Queen had formed an army of magical creatures and minions with cannons and cavalry. It was as I was alerting the United States Military that I woke up.
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