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I don't know what it was about exactly, but I do know Red XIII was there. Judging me silently while in the police station from Resident Evil 2. For some reason I feel he was either judging me for horny, or because I literally couldn't figure out how to open a regular door.

It was one of those confusing dreams, where my brain was catching onto it being weird and trying to control it, then I broke it.

OH... I still remember this absolutely horrifying dream I had a few months ago... maybe I'll share that. I will warn however, it was terrifying and I woke in a shear panic. I also apologize in advance if it's too scary/gory for Fandom.

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First part of the dream was in third person, very similiar to Silent Hill 3 in the mall, with a dark abandoned mall with a woman sent there by her boss as a journalist/investigator. There was an arguement that led to her being sent there on assignment. I remember her walking down one of those back hallways for staff/employees and looking at stuffed animals, before eventually wandering to this locker/shower room with a glass front into the access hallway. That's when things really got weird.

Perspective suddenly sucked in like a video game to first person view, I looked around and realized I was now the woman. To better paint the layout, you entered the room via double glass door. To the right was a wall, to the left was a longer open area with a sauna room at the very end, to the back wall were two glass divided shower areas. I looked around at a desk, then saw blood stains fading in and out on the walls and floor. I looked again and that's when I realized the showers and sauna room were absolutely stacked with dead, dismembered bodies with blood leaking out.

As I stood there absolutely stunned, I could feel something grabbing my ass, but nothing present. Then at the opposite end of the main room/open area near the sauna room, was this gruesome looking man walking towards me. He started saying "Get out... Get out... GET OUT" as he's constantly closing in on me. So ofcourse I'm now running to my left to push through the glass door freaking out. I get about 10-15 feet down the hall, look back to see he's right behind me and swinging something at me.

That's when I jolt awake, calm myself down, and have a moment of "wtf was that..."

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Edit: This is why I latch onto the cuddly/affectionate dreams, like when I got pulled into a cheetah pile or that giant black panther I posted about near the start of this topic. They're few and far between, I used to get stretches of ultra violent/horror ones.