This is a dream I have had at least twice now. I write it merely so that it may be read. who knows, maybe it'll become a copypasta or something. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The dream takes the form of a video game, 3rd person, (and you know what the weird thing about video game dreams is? You're never in the room, looking at the screen. Your vision is just the screen itself.) It seems to be a horror game. You play as a woman, I think. You're -assumedly- being chased around inside what appears to be a brightly-lit shopping centre. you suddenly find a little wooden elevator, not up against a wall, just in the middle of nowhere. The elevator appears shoddily built, and looks large enough to only take one person. You take it - not down, but up. into a sort of "rafters" area. Not like an actual attic, though. I imagine if you looked up you'd still see the shopping centre's roof The elevator rises to a solitary path, made of wooden planks seemingly being suspended not by rope, but rods. Assumedly metal ones. From seemingly nowhere, a baby can be heard, wailing away into nothingness. You follow the planks until you find a lever, attached to another plank forming a wall. Pulling the lever triggers a cutscene. You fade to a single, small room. the room is barely decorated, with pale, yellow-ish walls. The only feature of note is a crib with a baby in it, assumedly the source of the cries from earlier. As if on command from the lever being pulled, the baby's cries fall from shrill soprano, down to baritone, and beyond. The baby then proceeds to explode. Yes, you read that right. The baby exploded. It did not defecate itself. It did not spontaneously combust into flames. Some inner charge within the baby detonated, tearing the baby finely apart, not even leaving any gore. The resulting cloud is nearly the size of the room. The cutscene fades to black, and the dream ends. --------------------------------------------------------------------- This dream confuses me. Was the baby real? or just a dummy to hide the bomb? Why was the detonator for a bomb randomly in a shopping centre? Why have I had this dream twice?