I Had a Whacked Out Dream
I've been having some rather morbid dreams lately; I had one the other night which involved my Grandad and I walking around saying: "All dead, all dead" (the title of a Queen song); anyway, last night my dream involved Mum saying stuff about the son of one of her friends from work who was dying and was going to hang himself soon (rather disturbing). We'd invited their family around for dinner and we were all sat in the front garden, with Dad (strangely) when they arrived. We went in and Grandma and Grandad seemed to be there; the rest of the dream seemed to involve them going into a hole in the garden (like The Sims: Makin' Magic), but then we went into the house and found this guy's grandparents still there so we had to send them away, and my Grandparents got sucked into a hole then climbed out again through the ground. Then, there was some sort of image of this guy's sister appearing and I was asking everyone what it meant and then we ended up in some sort of mystical courtroom where we were being told about this guy's sister being killed, and we had to find out the killer - by voting on who we thought it was. Then this guy was telling me he wasn't actually dying at all - the hospital had just told him.