Psycho Ex

Last night, my dream centered on a random dream character rather than myself. It was kind of like watching a film. *laughs*

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The character was a middle-aged man, who was traveling by taxi into town to meet up with his partner for some after-work shopping. However, whilst watching the meter ticking away as he traveled, he realised he didn't have enough money to pay the fare the whole way, so he asked the driver to let him off early, so he could walk the rest of the way. The taxi pulled up in this little suburban-looking street and let him off. I recall the fare being exactly £19.00.

After he payed the fare, he began walking along the street, which had a slight curve to it, and was going uphill. Houses were all white in colour, and had little front gardens separated from the pavement by hedges and a gate. It was raining, and everything had a sort of dusky dull look about it, though it wasn't quite dark enough for the street lights to come on. Some houses had lights on as he passed, others were still dark. As he walked, the front door of one of the houses on his side of the road flew open and this woman who had dark clothes and brown, thick, wavy hair appeared, and called him over.

He tried to ignore the woman, as apparently she was his ex partner from a previous relationship, but she ran out to grab hold of him, and drag him back to her house. Apparently she was having some kind of drunken party going on, and since he was here, he could join in. He tried again to escape, but she managed to convince him that since nothing would happen, he wouldn't get in trouble.

The inside of the house seems to have Christmas decorations up, and there's some lights dancing along a wall, like they're off of a discoball or something, there's loud, incomprehensible music playing too. I'm not sure how much time was meant to have passed, but the guy decides to make his escape attempt once again, and runs down the path back into the street. The woman takes this as a massive insult, and starts chasing after him, screaming how she's going to tear off his skin.

He runs back down the street he'd come up, with her chasing behind, screaming the whole time, that human skin turns into a jelly like substance when it's all peeled off, and that she'd use it to make various household items. The guy, clearly freaked out by this, runs into a random house's garden and cuts through to the back of the building, through some kid's play area that was there, and onto this other road, that seemed to be winding through the country.

There were lots of trees on the left side of the road, like it was cutting through a forest. On the right, there were also some trees, but they weren't as compact, and a few feet beyond them was the edge of a lake. It was really dark at this point, and the guy started calling out for a taxi, in the hopes of one perhaps passing by. He looked back to see the crazy woman was still chasing him, so he tried to run faster.

He comes across a single house along the side of the road, and there's a guy tending to his truck, which had lots of pine trees loaded onto it. He asks what the man was doing running along the road, shouting, and when he got an explanation, told him to hide amongst the trees in the back, which he did. Then the truck pulled out and drove off.

The location changed to another street, this time with some nondescript, multi-story buildings, which was apparently where the man lived. He ran into one of the buildings and told his family that they were moving house immediately, so his ex couldn't find them and do them any harm. But he only moved to a location a few buildings down the street, and on the bottom floor at that. The move was pretty instantaneous, the 'new house' completely furnished already.

He was now with his partner in the livingroom, watching television, when he suddenly sees his ex walking past outside, and tells everyone to hide. He then heads to the front door of the house and tries to hold it shut when she starts banging on it. There's a sudden silence, and he realises she's went round to try and get in through the garden door in the livingroom, but as he gets there to stop her, some armed people appear at the garden and start electrocuting the woman with tasers till she's completely unconscious or dead.

At that point one of the people came over and said they would like to make a film out of this turn of events, and the man's family agreed to it. The dream then changed and the couple were watching the TV again. Apparently now the film they were talking about was being broadcast. The woman seemed to be scared of what was going on, and was trying to hide behind her partner, who simply asked why she was looking to him for protection when that wimp on the screen was meant to be him.

Then he suddenly seems to spot something in the film, which had him run to a phone and start dialing a number and then speak in a foreign language, all the while typing something with the numberpad. The last thing I see in the dream is a picture of Norway, and the number 6153.

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Thoughts & observations:
This would make the worst film ever.

So the whole while my dream was trying to give this 'horror' or 'fear' vibe, but when I woke up I didn't feel scared or bothered by it, more amused than anything. I think by the end of the dream it had given up trying to scare me and just got really pretty silly. XD

I think the number at the end was how many 'characters' he had typed into the phone. Hell of a big text message if that was the case. *laughs*

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Though I guess this means my subconscious is a horror B-movie director. This fills me with greater dread than anything the dream could have hoped for. XD