In a dream I once found myself scrambling to open a door and once inside the room I saw myself overdosing or maybe I was poisoned or some shit; foaming at the mouth and all that. It was disturbing and because of it I made sure to avoid things like heroin.
And on a side note about dreams connected to other worlds... Since science says the brain is still active a few seconds after death and since a few seconds in a dream can feel like an eternity, I think if there's a life after all this, that dreamland is where we're headed.
But you are a tad strange...
Only a tad?
He must be going through his 'polite' stage...
Not again...
What if this often-hellish world is that dying dreamtime from another existence?
Can't rule it out.
Trippy! But I can make that work. It gives me an odd comfort.