Home alone with the devil

Date: 12/29/2018

I had a dream where I had to spend an evening alone with my brother, except it wasn’t him. It was apparently Satan in the form of my brother (my real brother is a wonderful amazing person btw) and he had us spend the evening playing “games”. The first game we spent time shooting each other with nerf guns that had thumb tacks in them. This wasn’t so bad but it hurt (as much as one can feel pain in a dream) and it eventually devolved into us throwing the tacks at each other and stabbing one another with them. The second game wasn’t as fun. The devil found a set of chemicals in little glass vials with colored lids. Kind of like the ones you find in a laboratory or a chemistry classroom. He grabbed one with a blue top and one with a red top. He said something about what the chemicals made but I don’t remember what it actually was; sulfuric something or other? I said “I don’t know, you’re an ancient demon from hell you probably have more knowledge about chemistry than I do.” He said something about rocket fuel and that it could be explosive. He opened the vials and poured the blue one into the red one. It started fizzing. I tried to run expecting an explosion, but he grabbed my arm. He poured the mixture onto my arm and immediately it began to burn me. Big, bulbous boils began to form and smoke began to roll off my arm. I screamed out, trying to run but he still held me by the arm. I wiped it with a towel and the skin peeled off. I screamed again. I pushed my way toward a sink, pulling him with me. He used the towel now, grinding it into my arm pulling the skin with it. I screamed again. I think I may have reached the sink, but the water had a reaction and only made it burn me more. I woke up with the thought that I had finally died and was relieved. What was particularly weird was that I’ve never taken chemistry in my life and have very little knowledge about it. I don’t remember the information, but it was really detailed on what the chemicals were. I wish I could remember them so I could look it up and see if it is real or something my brain made up mid dream. I really hope these fever dreams stop soon.