odd dream

[HardcoreHunter]

First off all of my dreams have always been in the 3rd person like I'm watching a film. So I'm walking on a road, someone hits me with a van, I'm still not knocked out though so I get smacked with a bat until I'm out cold and am then dragged into the van and driven to a house up a hill on a dirt road. The house has an excavator outside, tires, junk cars, really plays no relevance I guess just set dressing. House is old and in bad shape, has a crooked lean like a german expressionist film, but in color. Come to in the basement not tied up or anything though, just weakened from being hit by a car and beaten with a bat, face is all bruised up and an eye is swollen shut. Big fat guy, dripping with sweat, greasy hair,  facial hair looks spotty and thin like something a 14 year old might have, his legs look gigantically swollen clearly has some form of edema, filth covered clothes that are two sizes to small, and fingers look like sausages, mouth breather can see his front teeth the whole time and eyes are very close together, clearly has some birth defect ontop of his poor life choices. 

 

Monologues about what is happening. He went to school with my dad, and my dad was a dick to him; insert surprised pikachu jpeg. Pretty much bullied to the point that he wanted revenge. I hear a woman yelling if someone is in the house to help. He yells for his mom to shut the fuck up. He then opens a chest freezer there are a par of arms and legs in it, but he pulls out a small frozen puppy, and sniffs it. Then looks at me smiling and asks me if I know what this is. A flashback happens to when I was 4 playing in my yard. He says how he tried to abduct me, however my dads favorite dog at the time lady protected me which is something she'd actually do. She attacked him and chased him into the woods, my family runs around hearing the dog barking, and my dad goes into the house and comes out with a gun, we hear a loud yelp from the forest as my dad begins to run in. By the time he gets there is his dog gutted open, she was pregnant and her puppies were strewn about dead. My parents assumed it was coyotes and didn't allow me or my brother outside on our own.  Flashback ends and the guy tells me that because of lady he missed his chance, he was going to have me in the freezer, but at least he could grab this puppy,  the joy it brought him seeing my dad distraught over the death of his favorite dog. He then says how just thinking about it would make him hard and he's spent many nights shooting ropes onto the frozen puppy just thinking about it.  Then he pushes the puppy against my face saying it should help with the swelling, and wants my face healed up more before I go into the freezer.  While this is going on I clench my house keys between my fingers and punch him in the face, he recoils and I put all my weight into a kick to his belly  right above his pelvis which knocks him back falling into stuff and to the ground winding him.

 

I then run up out of the basement, the stairs are longer than they should be and lean to a slant much like the house. The higher you go on the stairs the smaller each step becomes, till they're about 4'' of space to put your foot on. I get to the living room and go to run out the entry, as I hear his mother screaming for help. As I pass by the open room I can see that she's Elderly, and strapped in a Sex Swing, mostly naked, but has no arms or legs; and is hooked up to oxygen. I say I'm sorry I'll get help, and go out the door. The guy is outside holding his bat to cut me off in the Yard apparently there was a cellar door that led straight outside. I tell him he's fucked without a van to run me over with, that he isn't the first person who's tried to kill me and sure as hell isn't going to be the last. I just start heading toward the road thinking it'll be more strategic to have other cars passing by, and that he isn't going to be able to keep up with me. He is following me and is very out of breath. Half way down I notice he turned around, and realize he's going back for his van. I'm like well fuck as this shit on a lot of my strategy. I get down to the road there are cars passing by but nobody is stopping. I can hear the van coming down his lane. I then say fuck it and walk out into traffic, figure either they'll stop or I'm killed by another car, but at least that guy wouldn't have done it and wouldn't have my body chopped up in a freezer to beat off to. A car hits it's breaks, I'm unsure if it will stop in time but since they're breaking I may survive the hit and just brace myself for the roll. Though then I wake up so I don't know how that panned out. 

All in all the dream was a bit odder than usual. Most of the time I'm not even in my own dreams.