Nightmare:
This dream was very coherent for dream standards. The only part that I can't somehow fit into the timeline is the following:
I was climbing on what seemed like a physically implausible construction of pipelines. They were floating over an open body of water at nonsensical angles but the body itself was square, like an isometric video game map very limited in space and around that was just a grey void.
The pipes were of varied thickness and age, some were new with a new coat of yellow paint, some old and rusty. One of them had a leak and was spilling thick, gooey black oil into the water below and I was tasked with fixing it. I had no tools or climbing gear and quickly most of the pipes were slippery from all the oil spilling everywhere. Eventually I slipped and fell down into the water that already had an oil carpet ontop and I remember panicking trying to climb up the slippery pipes, being completely covered in the oil.
The actual nightmare was the following: It centered around some deranged dude who vaguely resembled the protag from hatred in appearance, the hair a little shorter.
He had a twitter account and would frequently upload videos of himself there. Always in black and white and usually of disturbing or nonsensical nature. You always saw him sitting behind a desk and he would play instruments that only made noise or see him scream into the camera. The videos were of low, VHS like quality. Over time, he became obsessed with body mods. Piercings, tattoos and implants - to a degree it disfigured his face
Kind of like this but less colourful. The final step of his transformation was to replace his eyes with two tumour like bulges that completely covered his eye sockets. Naturally, his account garnered attention and he became essentially a lolcow for kiwifarms type people that would harass and bully him for his appearance and choices. I don't know HOW but somehow I was involved in this and some of his bullies doxxed me and sent this guy after me.
I wasn't living at home but I was for some reason just guest at a family's home I have never seen before., a mother and three children. It was apparent that I am a stranger to them and merely a guest. The house was extremely narrow, wedged between two regular sized houses:
It had many stories too but the staircase alone usually ate half of a room's space.
The deformed dude uploaded videos targeting me specifically, saying he'd go out to hunt me. I remember being outside and being afraid that he would lurk around the corner because it was known that he was mentally unstable and he would kill me.
Then a sort of time skip happens and we're now oberserving the dude's past, before all the body mods and when he was a little younger:
He is living with his parents but the dad is abusive, beating him and his mother. We spend one night from his perspective, he's laying in his bed at night, the room barely visible in ambient moonlight as he hears his dad raping his mom in the room above, thumping and cries shake the bed he's laying in.
Suddenly I am part of the household and the mother tells me that she has cancer and needs to lay in a bed. Because of dream logic, I am now tasked with replacing a bed in a tiny guest room with another, equally sized one.
I protest and say:"I don't want to change the matresses because this is the bed my mom died in" (Info: My actual mom died of cancer). Yet I am forced to finish my task and I beginn disassembling the bed. While pulling out the heavy matress and flipping it over, I see a person shaped stain on the bottom that perfectly resembles my mother's silhouette. I start crying miserably and leave the room, finally waking up.
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