I was to stop the doppelgänger by asking some complex questions in Latin, the answer to which only the original knew. After the impostor was caught, the dream changed.

I saw myself in Japan with my school friends on a holiday. I suggested changing our plans midway to go to a hill station.

We sat in a cable car to get to the place. As the cable car approached the town, I realised that it was a snow covered replica of Indore. I was thrilled! But the closer we got to the town, the more we realised the lack of people all around.

The town was deserted. We alighted the cable car and walked around this deserted ghost town. It was creepy as shit! There were dead animal corpses all around, which on closer inspection turned out to be dummies. At the town entrance, we read a half Japanese-half English sign which declared the town to be some sort of training ground for the military. We decided that it was best to leave as soon as possible.

That’s when I woke up.

I seem to forget where the dream began, but me and 2 other people, possibly Pari and Akshay, were in the corridor of the school (much like Vidyasagar, my high school) when some huge girl came to attack us. I am unclear as to why she was attacking us, but she wielded a yellow soft squishy ball and a pair of largeass scissors.

I think I grabbed her ball (the squishy stress reliever…erm…no puns) and threatened to throw it away if she didn’t back off. I was pointing one of those smallass plastic scissors at her. She refused to back off. So off went Mr. Squishy, over the ledge.

This pissed her off to no ends and she lunged at the person behind me with her scissors. I managed to get my left hand in the way, which she promptly stabbed. I then elbowed her in the face and took her hand and made her stab herself.

At that moment, we heard a lot of students heading our way, just around the corner. I took the bloodied scissors out of her stomach and me and the 2 others went and hid in the nearest classroom. I watched through the window, squatting down, as all the students passed by, all the while cleaning the scissors with a towel.

After a while, some students entered our class.

We got really scared. But the kids didn’t care that we were crouching near the windows. They began to sit down in their seats. We did the same. A teacher walked in, and from the look of things, he was a scary ass one.

He asked us to open some assignment that no one seemed to have done (something to do with making a watch). Only 2-3 people had done it. He called the first student. The student produced his right hand with the watch strapped on. The teacher promptly took out a meat cleaver and chopped his hand off. He called the second student and chopped that fellow’s fingers off. I joked to my friend that it was a fucking great call on his part for having chosen the seats riiight in the front of class. He sniggered.

Later on some guy came up from behind and tried to grope me privates (why??). I took his arm and hurled him over my shoulder. Teacher asked what the fuck was going on. I explained. The guy seemed deeply sorry for having done so (genuinely). Weird.

After that episode, I suddenly realized that I had slipped out of class for some reason and was accompanying an old lady to her home. She was telling me about her daughter and how excited her daughter would be to see me. No clue who these people are btw, but in the dream I had met them a long time ago it seems.

We reached her home and her daughter came to greet us. She was very lovely and in the dream, we instantly had a crush on each other. We joked and talked for a while and she asked me to accompany her to the mall. On the way there, I realized that I had skipped class and that I needed to go back (lest I wanted to get murdered).

I told her to wait for me, and if I didn’t return in 2 hours, to call the police (yes, dream logic loophole). I went back to school and was searching for the teacher. Serial groper informed me that he had gone back to his quarters. As I searched for his quarters, some other teacher saw me and called me back to his house. I was scared that I was gonna get attacked so I kept my guard up.

That’s when my alarm went off and thank fucking God it did.

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When I tried to take my sister to the hospital, the family tried to stop me by begging and pleading that there would be 4 lives lost if I were to save just one. Or something along those lines.

And right then…a very loud drilling sound woke me up. My housemate had his bed delivered from IKEA and they’re currently constructing it outside .

• Staircase dreams: This dream may not be as common as the other ones but sometimes I dream about racing down the steps of my old building in Indore. Always racing down in leaps and bounds, never racing up. Sometimes, the steps are never ending, sometimes my building is falling apart, sometime I’m racing down with a gun shooting people 0_o….you get the idea.

• Elevator dreams: A very common theme in many of my dreams. Once again, its almost always the elevator in my old building in Indore. That place is more a part of me than I realize . Can’t blame it really coz I spent 16 years of my life there. Anyway, usually my elevator dreams are pretty scary, because the elevator NEVER goes to the floor I want it to. In some dreams it’ll keep plummeting to basement floors like B16,B17 (my building doesn’t have a basement). In some dreams the floors are all jumbled up. In some…it refuses to stop on the 7th floor (the floor I live on) no matter what I do. In some dreams, it just keeps on going up. And then there’re the permutations and combinations. In any case, elevator dreams always induce a state of panic.

• Examination dreams: Examination dreams are a proof of the detrimental effects that the Indian education system has had on my subconscious. Not only are they the most common type of dreams I have, but they’re also the most horrifying. These dreams are rather diverse in their range of cruelty. In some of them, I’ve forgotten to give a whole bunch of exams, in some I study for the wrong exam, in some I study for an exam but forget everything once I open the exam paper, in some I fail a whole bunch of exams at the same time. Just goes to show how big a geek I used to be in school .

The dream started out with me waking up in a train. Its one of those trains in India, non-AC, but the weather seems to be cloudy and nice so everything is rather pleasant. Next to me, a young girl (maybe 9-10 years old) is sitting and she’s fidgeting with her iPod. She turns to me and asks me if I can fix it. So, I take a look at the iPod, fumble around with it for a while and fix it eventually.

At this point the dream starts getting weird, because both of us get down at Indore station and all the streets are flooded with water. So this iPod girl and I climb on top of a floating red door and start surfing through the water filled streets. Everything is fine, we talk as we surf through the water and eventually mud. I forgot what we were talking about. But then finally we reach my building.

Now my building looks a bit different, because the pebbles at the entrance of my building have been replaced by multi-coloured grass that’s bursting out into beautiful patterns. Anyway, we both enter. I meet my aunt’s kid (not real aunt) who I know in real life. I tell him to take the small girl with him upstairs.

The boy gives me a puzzled look. “What girl?”,he says.

I look at the girl again. She’s still there. I look at the boy. He’s there too.

But he can’t see her.

Sudden dream realization.

The girl is a ghost.

I look at the girl now.

Her face has transformed into a disfigured scary ass horror movie face, with shriveled skin and hollowed out eyes.

Well not exactly like that, but you get the idea

She jumps on me and grabs me by the face. She howls,”I am going to feed again”.

I try and fight her off…and ask her,” what had you been feeding on all this time”.

She replies,”Your memories”.

And that’s when sudden dream realization #2 kicks in…while I was asleep on the train, she had stolen my memories. Fed on them like a parasite.

And then…I wake up for real.