The Sandman nightmare🌙⏳

Date: 2/8/2019

I was living in some random apartment in the city. It looked like we’re having a party or something with some friends. Most of them were outside on the stairs chatting. I just came home from work and made some small talk. For some reason I was only in shorts which was weird but ok. Alex from work (a girl I just met irl) was there and I made eye contact with her so I awkwardly decided to go inside and take a shower. After my shower I headed down stairs to the game room to hangout with two of my roommates I didn’t recognize. My roommates left and some random guy shows up. I have a really bad feeling about him and notice a cloth and bottle in his pocket. I realize he was trying to chloroform me but I keep him distracted with conversation and keep the bar between us cause I knew he was going to try something. He tried to get me by jumping on my back and wrapping the rag over my face but I throw him off. My roommates come back in and tie him up and I decide to head up stairs. I went to my room and was going to get ready for bed. I was in the bathroom and I notice someone in the mirror behind. I turn around quickly and a man with a mask or face paint stuck a needle in my neck. My body went numb... he drugged me. I wasn’t sure what he would do to me but I was pretty freaked out. While the drugs were still kicking in I tried to resist but before I could stop him my body failed. I couldn’t move anything. After lying me on the bed in my room he told me how he decapitated one of my roommate’s in the other room. My dream flashed to the other room where I saw his head hanging from the ceiling and my other roommate tied down under it, the head dripping blood all over his face. With a coarse laugh he said “I am the SandMan.” The guy pulled out a sharpie and started drawing my outline on the bed but I was still paralyzed. I couldn’t make a sound or move a finger. People would walk in from the party and ask what’s going on. I would try to tell them but nothing came out. I tried to yell for help but it was nothing but quiet air from my lungs. They never seemed to think I was in trouble. It was almost like they didn’t even see me or just didn’t care. I would try to point to the blood every where but my fingers wouldn’t work. Marisah walked in and didn’t seem too concerned either. As she was leaving I powered through the drugs and pointed to the blood with great concern and horror on my face. She sees the head on the floor next to my bed and screams running out of the room. Just when I think I’m done for, my roommate who managed to escape came in and tackled the man. My body was regaining feeling. I unsteadily get up and help my roommate beat the crap out of the sandman. In the haze of the dream I woke up.

AI generated interpretation Based on your dream, it seems that you may be experiencing some anxiety or fear around your personal safety and security. The presence of the Sandman, a symbol of fear and terror, could represent your inner fears and worries about being vulnerable to danger or harm. Your dream also has strong elements of betrayal, as you seem to be surrounded by people who are not supportive or aware of the danger around you. This may reflect feelings of loneliness or isolation in your waking life, and a lack of trust in the people around you. The fact that you are unable to move or speak while being attacked by the Sandman could suggest feelings of powerlessness or helplessness in a situation that you perceive to be dangerous or threatening. It may be helpful for you to explore these feelings further and seek ways to empower yourself and assert control in your daily life. Overall, this dream may be a reflection of your underlying anxieties and fears, and a reminder to take measures to protect your mental and emotional well-being. It may also be helpful for you to seek support from loved ones or a mental health professional to help you address these concerns.