The weirdest dream I had was just...damn sick. It was horrible.
Ok first off I was over at a friends house, and for some reason he got out some pornographic video tapes and then started discussing with his mother the possibility of 'doing' things with me. Some of these tapes were really sick, underground stuff. I was scared.
Then me and his family went to some hidden place where some kind of sick sex cult resided. They took us up into a near pitch black attic of a warehouse which was literally full almost to the ceiling of dead, stinking, rotting animal carcasses. And it was warm, all the corpses festering, you could actually see the steam coming off them. This attic was huge, all you could see for literally about 50 meters was just piles and piles of rotting carcasses amongst the darkness. At this point my Dad and a few other people were there too, we were basically being held captive by this 'cult' now.
All the members of this sick cult started having sex in amongst the rotting carcasses, some of them actually crawling INSIDE the carcasses whilst having sex, and they wanted us to join in otherwise they'd kill us. You could hear them having sex and moaning along with the squelching of the carcasses.
I decided to try and hide so I didn't have to 'do it', so I moved away and hid in a dark corner under a huge pile of dead rats. Soon after that the members of the cult found me and took me out of the attic along with the other people being held captive. They took us to some kind of room, all the members we standing around us and they had decided we were to be executed because we didn't do as they said.
At this point I basically made a run for it and ran out of their base where I found myself in a forest. I kept running and running, I looked back and some of the members of the cult were following me. They threw frisbee's at me in an attempt to stop me running away, but I managed to dodge them.
Then over the horizon I saw some people just walking in the forest, and there was some police also. I kept running towards them as fast as possible. I looked back again to see one of the members of the cult flying through the air towards me, he had leaped a huge distance and was coming in my direction. I managed to dodge him and he flew straight into a tree almost certainly killing himself, or so I thought.
The police and the other people who were walking in the forest noticed me and they came over. At this point I thought the ordeal was over, I was going to tell the police about the sick cult and they'd be locked up forever. Everything was going to be ok.
Suddenly the cult member that had flown into the tree snapped off his hand which was already partially broken and then used the broken, sharp bone protruding from his wrist as a dagger to stab me in the neck. The feeling was just terrible, suddenly going from relief to horror and shock.
That was it, the worst, sickest most horrible dream I have ever had.
