The most recent one was really odd, notably because I was in a life or death situation, and I wasn't scared, I was utterly furious.
Anyway, it starts off with my friend and I visiting an open house in a community development. As we arrive, my cousins, with a few of my aunts for company, are leaving, pushing through the crowd in a rush. I remark on them, and suspect that the open house was theirs. They're the ones selling, I suspect.
We check out this open house, and find out it's a gorgeous three story house that is literally open. Other houses are attached... without walls. That's the community part of it I guess. Still, the place is absolutely beautiful.
Cut suddenly to (I guess) a few months later. My friend and I are hostages to cannibals. Apparently that community home is a community of cannibals. That's why my cousins were getting out of dodge, I suppose. So, we're trapped in this room, which is sitting over a lake, surrounded by cannibals who are waiting... for the right time? I don't know why they were waiting, but they were.
I had only just figured out that they were cannibals, and instead of getting scared, I got really angry.
There was a surge of water on the lake, which I used to escape with my friend. Apparently, though, I went back for some reason. I think it was to steal a pen? Anyway, it cuts to back inside that same room I was held hostage in again. I had a note that one of the cannibals had given me about how she was going to try and escape the "community" with her daughter, and she wishes I had managed it. My mistake was coming back for the pen, as it was the seat of their dark powers.
I was devising a plot to get that pen from the lead lady (who I remembered was very lean, and severe-looking, in a pantsuit, and had the pen in her hand as she was leaning against a desk in the room) and break it, but then my alarm went off and I had to get to the gym.
So, that was my dream. It was weird, and should have been scary, but I wasn't afraid, just angry. I was angry at being tricked, angry at being trapped.
That was my night. How was yours?