Panther Fights

Date: 10/18/2018

I was in a room with some friends, and had no walls outside was a jungle type forest with a slanted mountain side close to the room. The room was a kitchen/living room. Over on the mountain side I heard the growl of a cat. I looked and saw it was a panther. I thought that if I yelled and rand at the panther with my arms up I could scare it off, so I did. I was totally wrong. This made the panther come at me, so I dropped to the ground and played dead. I could hear my friends were nervous as the panther inspected my body. I was also nervous because I thought it might bite into me. The feeling of it breathing on me as it sniffed and prodded my body is very vivid. I thought that maybe if I spontaneously yelled at it again I could spook it since this time it was so close. I tried that and again it did not work, instead the opposite happened and it tried to bite me. I reached my hands out into its mouth and pulled apart to keep it from clamping down and it yanked me around with its head. I yelled at my friends to grab a knife and come stab it while it was distracted. They couldn’t decide who would do it for the longest time and I was screaming at them to hurry up. I yanked the cat’s head so it was looking away from them so they could sneak up on it, and finally one of them did and stabbed it repeatedly. It was a girl and she was crying as she did it. This didn’t quite kill the cat but weakened it so that I could get out of it’s grasp and it didn’t have the strength to move. I felt bad for it so I took the knife and tried to finish it off by stabbing it through the neck into the head. This didn’t work immediately so I almost had to cut the thing’s head off to get it to die. I concluded that this experience was some kind of lesson as my friends were freaking out. There was some conversation, about what I can’t remember, but shortly after, another panther showed up. This one more bulky, fuller and bigger than the first. It set its sights on me and for whatever idiotic reason I tried the yell and run at it tactic, which again did not work. It came at me but this time I had the knife. I sidestepped as it hurled at me and stabbed it while it went past. I did this a few more times until it was considerably weaker, and then went and finished it off. Again I tried to give it the quickest and most painless death by going for the head but again it wouldn’t die until I basically cut it’s whole head off. I don’t know what meaning or significance that holds. But then the dream ended.