please note that this has been machine translated; i wrote it down in my own language (german) immediately after waking up from the dream, trying to capture it as authentically as possible. The setting of the dream was hard to place in time, but it seemed like it was happening in the present day.At the beginning, I had to travel somewhere, though I don’t remember exactly where. I was riding in a carriage, carrying my usual luggage, and talking to a lot of people along the way, though I can’t recall what we talked about. At some point during the journey, I got a push notification on my phone warning me about some kind of highly poisonous bugs in the area. They had a strange name I didn’t recognize. Something like "Scara-" something something.Suddenly, they jumped onto the carriage. I tried to hide inside, since I had been sitting on an outer seat before. While doing that, I somehow got into trouble with the police. They accused me of causing a disturbance, searched me, found medication on me, and said I had to go to court. That filled me with panic as I had apparently been in front of the court before in this dream world.(cont.)
>>42272984From here on, things get very strange and barely make sense.Instead of being taken to a real courtroom (I don’t know how I got there), I ended up in a Japanese classroom. Everyone there hated me because of what I had supposedly done. The classroom was very dark. Either it was night or it was some kind of windowless basement room.The teacher explained my “case,” the reason why the police had stopped me and brought me there. I was extremely emotional, crying a lot and trying to defend myself. After the teacher finished, the students split into groups to act out a courtroom roleplay. But it felt like they genuinely believed in the positions they were taking. One group was on my side, while the other defended a fictional person who had supposedly died because of one of those bugs from earlier.
>>42272989There’s a gap in my memory here. The next thing I clearly remember is that the teacher brought in some kind of medium or witch. It had something to do with resolving the case. She tried to introduce us to some kind of ancient dark magic. Toward the end of the class, she managed to transfer one student’s thoughts into another student’s mind. The receiving student suddenly became shy and blushed, and everyone laughed.Then something happened that’s very hard to describe visually because it didn’t really make sense.The girl whose thoughts had been transferred suddenly became stiff, almost frozen, and started bleeding. I want to say it was from under her skirt, but that’s not exactly right; there’s no better way I can describe it. Everyone else suddenly went completely silent and didn’t say a word.
>>42272992Then, out of the girl (or from within her), a long, cylindrical container appeared. She was bleeding heavily. Eventually, the container opened; it was about the size of a human; and from it emerged another version of the same girl, completely covered in blood.Then either the thing that came out of her, or the original girl, removed a mask. It looked like a kigurumi-style mask, and underneath it was her face again, but this time her head was covered in bandages, like in those Japanese accident-themed fetish magazines. After that, nothing really happened for a few minutes. Everyone stayed eerily quiet and stared at me angrily.
>>42272999I don’t know what happened next, but suddenly I was in a basement room (it felt like mine, but much larger), watching a film. I was extremely scared. The classroom in the film looked a lot like the basement room. The film was called DOLLS.I tried to fast-forward it, and it felt like everything I had experienced earlier was actually part of the movie;a kind of found-footage film that first pretends to be a normal movie, and only later reveals its true nature of being a found-footage film.What I saw while fast-forwarding was again beyond what I can really describe visually. There was a lot of static, hallucinatory sequences, and also footage from that dark school, which seemed to be entirely underground. It scared me so much that I ran upstairs to my apartment. I realized I had left my keys in the basement, ran back down and then I woke up in real life and immediately started writing this down.
>>42272984Personally, I recommend using ChatGPT or some other AI to analyze your dreams for you. It does a pretty decent job, especially if you tell it before hand what kind of analysis you want, such as Jungian.I'm not knowledgeable enough to give you an analysis of my own, sorry.
>>42272989>ended up in a Japanese classroom. Everyone there hated meYou have watched too much anime.
>>42273601i dont know, i dont really watch anime. it was weird because it was like, in my basement but it was a classroom and all the people were japanese or korean, but they spoke german. they were grown up people too not children
