I've been meaning to post this for a while, but I had forgotten. This is a journal of 7 days that I took Meletonin, of crazy dreams I had. It's actually stretched out to 2 weeks because I couldn't take them every day (alcohol consumption, being gone, etc.), but I got a full 7 days of trippy dreams only out of a 14 day period.

If you want to have crazy dreams, knock yourself out with 2 Meletonin tablets every other night or so.

Funny thing, though, is probably the craziest dream I had recently wasn't triggered by meletonin, it was triggered by the TV program Supernatural. That's a bonus story I will write at the bottom of this entry.


Journal:

Day one:

I was inside of a game hunting demons. Animal demons. First, I'm in this cavern hunting this pig demon that can turn invisible. I'm shooting at it but I can't hit it. Then, the next thing I remember is being in my house, but I'm still hunting demons. A dog that looks exactly like my dog, just older, was one of the demons in my house. It attacked me and I restrained it. Next thing I remember is standing in my living room watching what's supposed to be my next demon to hunt. It's a cat next to a rat.

Here's where things get really creepy. The rat is cuddled up next to the cat comfortably, and I'm thinking "aww, I don't want to kill this demon, it's not evil." Then, the cat grabs the rat with one paw, picks it up, and starts sucking on it's head. The rat begins screaming really loud. The cat then pulls the rat out, looks at it, and swallows the entire freaking rat whole. It just shoves it down its throat, and the rat was practically a third of its size. The cat then looks at me all crazy and jumps at me, so I try to subdue the cat, all the time hearing the rat screaming in its stomach.

Then I woke up.


Day two:

Well, this dream starts off normally. I'm in a spaceship making out with the cartoon chick from E-surance,



and then she dives out of the spaceship and jumps on a hover board. I jump out as well and we both start killing zombies in this post-apocalyptic city. Our mission is to save some woman being held captive in a house at the end of the city. So I travel through the city, killing zombies and sparing civillians when I come accross this zombie dog that's asleep. Don't ask me why I did this, but for some reason I walk up to the dog and get out an electric knife. I then proceed to slowly decapitate it. As I'm doing so, the dog is snarling at me and trying to bite me, but I don't let him or else I'll get infected. The guy who was sitting on the bench next to me who owned the dog says to me "them dogs are crazy this time of night."

Then, I walk down the dark streets and notice some aliens running at me, but instead of attacking they thank me for not killing civillians.

I then get to the house where the girl is being held captive and I pull out my sword (I think it was a broad sword). I run into this one room and the chick from E-surance is on the other side of a force field fighting evil insects. She's getting owned, so I run over to the forcefield button and hit it, but when I hit it it only blocks off the bugs on my side and they start attacking the force field and weakening it.

I realize I have to hurry so I don't have to fight them all at once so I hit the forcefield button again and the E-surance chick's side becomes open. She has like, no life left, so I have to save her and kill the bugs with my sword. Every time I killed a bug, it would drop an experience orb like in Fable. I killed the bugs on the other side afterwards, got the orbs, and looted the corpses. One corpse had a "kris" on it and I was like "SWEET! I've never had one of these before!" and I swing it around and it's all bent and rattling and I'm like "WTF, this isn't a kris! kris' are those muslim knives." (It was a long, light sword that was bent all curvy so you couldn't cut through anything with it). She's then like "Maybe it's supposed to be like that."

Then I woke up.


Day three:

This dream wasn't exciting like my last dreams, but it was a strange one in terms of what I normally dream about (when I ever do).

Bassically, it was me getting back with my ex-girlfriend that I have absolutely no attraction to anymore. Strange, but not a trip like the other dreams.


Day four:

Now getting back to strange dreams....

This dream was all about solving some murders. We were kind of like scooby doo and the gang. First it starts off as me and my friends watching TV, and on the news they are talking about me and my two friends next to me (Paul and Casey) and Casey's friends all cracking a murder case. They are showing Casey's friends outside of a tent putting together peaces of red shredded paper, which was a clue. Casey (in my living room) is then like "dude I was totally in that tent with a girl".

Sadly this dream happened a few days ago and I couldn't write in this journal so I don't remember the middle part, but I remember the last part:

I was then back at the DATC (a community college I was attending for a while) in its halls. For some reason, it looked like my elementary school's halls. I had to get some evidence from the other side of the school and return it to the office. For some reason, me and everybody in the halls all had shopping carts with their stuff in it, and everybody but me had purses for some reason. After gathering evidence from the final room, I am travelling back to the office with my cart and smoking a cigarette for some reason. Then, the people in the halls begin to go a little crazy, and one of them is Casey's friend that is helping us solve the case. Everybody starts crashing into my cart with their carts and I'm crashing through thrying to get to the office. Then, Casey's friend crashes his cart into me and my cart is stuck between a few carts. I then run in the classroom next to me for some help, or something, and when I get back all of my evidence is stolen, and a few people's purses were stolen. The only person still there is Casey's friend (which actually isn't his friend in real life, all of his "friends" in the dream were old enemies of mine) so I grabbed him by the collar and pinned him against the wall.

I then punched him in the face, but woke up right after.


Day five:

It took me too long to remember this dream, so I don't remember much, but I remember it was an especially strange dream.

All I can remember is that I was looking for my gerbil in my back yard (I've never had a gerbil....), and there were lots and lots of dead mice in the yard. I kept picking up dead mice thinking they were my gerbil. Well, I found the reason for all the dead mice. Two enormous rats jumped out of the window wells. So.... Yeah, I proceeded to decapitate one with a knife. I know that sounds bad, seeing as this is the second animal's head I've severed in the past week, but you'd have to see these rats. They were about 2.5 feet tall, red eyes, sharp teeth, mutated.... Absolutely demonic looking. That, and although I'm an animal lover, I absolutely hate rodents.

That's all I can remember.


Day six:

I remember this one was really long because I woke up, remembered one part, then went back to sleep and continued the dream.

The whole dream sequence was about me watching some Stephen King three-part miniseries. In the first half, I was in the movie running around. In the second half, I was just watching it.

Anyways, the first movie came on and I was in the desert close to a lake. I was armed with a pistol and a katana. Me and some other character in the movie were walking around up on this hill through the sagebrush. We were hunting some evil villain there, and I gues she was somewhere near the lake. I'm getting tired, so I put down the heavy pack I was carrying and we walk near this house being constructed. After passing it, we see the guy. He's a tall man in a dark trenchcoat (cliche, no?), and he has a bunch of rabid dobermans (clearly he wants to be Larrel Buschev). He lets the dogs off their chains and they run like hell at us, we try to run away and I yell at him "use your katana!". So when one of the dobermans jump at him, he cuts the dog in half (it wasn't me, for once! this moment I think was inspired by my recent playing of Dead Rising). I need to find my pack so I run towards it, and it's next to the construction site. I grab my pack, swing it on, and notice one of the dogs are after me, so I run into the house being constructed. The house has one floor and a basement, and I was on a board on the first floor holding me over the basement. One of my legs kicks the board off balance and I fall, but catch myself on another plank.

Then I woke up, and fell asleep again.

This time it was the second movie, and it was about this haunted house inhabited by werewolves that looked like small evil dogs. The only part of this I remember is three kids going into this room in the haunted house to open a small chest to grab a key. When they open it, the wolves jump out and kill them. Oh, and the wolves were called "The Munsters".

The third movie was the strangest, but I don't remember much from it. These two people had to go steal a dead body from this business, on the top floor. They find it lying on a stretcher, and they go up to it and start talking about its big head. The dead body looks like Brian Peppers (a creepy guy that looks like he's infected with Agent Orange). The dead body gets up and says "Well maybe if my head wasn't so big, I'd still be alive!" then he collapses. They wrap the body in a blanket and throw him over their shoulders. Next scene they are on the rooftop that you start on in the game Dead Rising.

Then I woke up.


Day seven:

I had to go to the bathroom, really badly. So I run over to the school's public bathrooms (yep, school again), and it's the most dank, disgusting bathrooms you'd ever seen. And yet they also seemed to be the most popular. Everything was rusted and grime covered the floors and walls. Well I go up to the urinals (which happens to be a foot away from the showers), and there were no seperators for the urinals and showers. To top it off, the basin of the urinal is like, up 5 feet high, where my face is at. So I'm taking a leak, angled up above my head, and it starts splashing me in the face. Bleh. And then some guy comes up to the side of me (ignoring that there are about 20 other open urinals), unzips, and starts staring at mine. He won't stop staring at me, so I turn around, shoot a stream in his face, and take off running.

Then I woke up, thankfully.

End of journal.


And now, probably one of the craziest dreams I've ever had:

Just a few weeks ago, I was having a dream that I was being chased by the Rakshasa clown from one of the latest episodes of Supernatural.

Basically, I killed this mother****** about 6 times, and I didn't want to fall back asleep not because of being scared or anything; I was actually so annoyed that I couldn't kill him that I didn't want to fall asleep again.

Anyways, the killer clown was chasing around all of my friends in different locations and trying to kill and eat them. The part I remember is being outside of this hotel in the woods, talking to my friend when I saw the clown standing on the balcony of our hotel room. He jumps down and starts chasing my friend. I'm thinking, "okay, I am sick of killing him. Should I just let him eat my friend so I don't have to kill him again?" but then I felt bad and felt like a bad friend, so I ran up to the clown, turned him into a bicycle, rode him to the river, and threw him in. Yeah.

Before I did that, I stole his collectors leather jacket, which gave him his powers.

Anyways, I wake up, and am staring into my closet at the leather jacket I stole from him. I'm feeling mighty tired, so I lay back down and try to sleep. Well, I open my eyes again, and the jacket is gone. So I get up out of bed, go into the closet, and see the evil clown trying to get his jacket on.

This made me so pissed. I scream "WHY WON'T YOU JUST ****ING DIE!!!!!" and jump at him strangle him to death.

Then I wake up for real this time, stare into my closet, and get up to watch some TV.

_>