Weird Dream

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You guys want to hear the weird fricking dream i had last night? i obviously don't remember everything, but here's one of the subplots. So, I'm in a bar. The first thing i remember happening is that i was playing this gun arcade game. I think I heard people saying it was originally a console game that was turned into an arcade game. Judging by the cabinet, it was called "area 51," which was kind of weird because at this point, i was just shooting skeletons. Eventually, i think I was on the next level, there was a picture of spongebob, with a soundbite of him laughing for 2 seconds, and then the image came a little bit closer to the screen, this time the image a bit more deep fried, and audio more distorted. This kept happening, more and more. Spongebob kind of looked like he was out of some lost episode creepypasta, except it was actually scary. Eventually, it got so scary, i just ran away from the machine. There were 3 doorways in the bar, all leading to different places with signs above them. The third entrance was a small, blank room with another, this time a 3 seat bar, with no one sitting down. The bartender, who I think I knew, obviously wanted to leave. I don't remember what the second room was, but the first, which I think switched to the second every now and then, was huge. Huge for the bar, at least. Actually, it was kind of like Dave and Buster's without the games. I think it had a subtle horror theme, but I can't be too sure. I'll get back to this place later. Later on in the dream, 3 toilet stalls appeared in the, one for each of the entrances. Like, not in the rooms, but right outside/beside. Just out in the open, in the bar. Anyway, when i went into the, at the time, middle stall for the giant Dave and Buster's esque place, that damn distorted spongebob jpg jumped out at me, and then disappeared. After he was gone, there was one of those toilets you'd find in restaurants, attached to the wall but not the ground. See, sense I'm guessing this place was bigger, there were 2 in the same stall, one a few inches above the other. With no way to get up there except maybe climb? Once I was inside, there were a lot of jpgs flying around and disappearing outside of the stall, one of them being distorted spongebob, another being Chuck-e-cheese with the same face as smug woody coming in from the right. Another thing that happened was that Reagan was going to preform a comedy show, I'm only guessing in the Dave and Buster's place, but waited in the restaurant/bar. I'm pretty sure that every now and then my mind showed me glances into the future, going back and forth though time IT-style, not to me in the dream, but me, and I'm pretty sure Reagan bombed. But let's not get ahead of ourselves. The only thing else i remember about that is that, about 15-30 minutes before the show, someone else there we knew was there who knew how to do 3d animation, which we took to our advantage. Basically, with the time we had, we wanted this chick to basically create 3d porn to show before the show to throw the audience off their rhythm. The final thing that happened: me and my dad went downstairs at the Dave and Buster's place to drop something off. The downstairs was pretty creepy, I'm only assuming to scare off guests, as it was an employees only zone. There was this dark hall, and shortly after, me and my dad got to this door, with a glass window that said "The Hall" on it. It was like a classroom you would see in Harry Potter, except bigger, with no lights on, and creepy, for no apparent reason. At this point, I've noticed the creepy music on the speakers. I don't mean stock creepy music, actually creepy music. I also saw a dark hooded figure slowly hover past the room while we were inside it. I, obviously scared, told my dad i wanted to leave. He didn't seem too scared, he was just kind of smiling. He said, "I know, but first." We went to a shelf that had a statue of Sonic movie Sonic, he took a picture of it, and then we left. I think that's where the dream ended.

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