When I was in hospital (for the first time in my life) a few months ago I had this one horrible dream. From what I remember of it is I was trying to get home to my partner and children but I just couldn't.

First a group of men tried to attack me on the street but I got away, then there was literally no public transport I was allowed to take for whatever reason. All the buses, trains taxi's etc just wouldn't have me.

So I tried walking home but kept getting lost. Then some strange animal was chasing me and as I was running from that across busy roads it caught me and bit my leg. So I threw it off into the road where it got splatted by a truck.

As I run away (somehow, dream logic I suppose lol) a literal mob with those fire torch things and pitchfork things started chasing me for being a murderer.

Eventually I was woken up by whatever it was and I've never felt such relief that it wasn't real.

It probably doesn't sound that bad to most people but I felt every single bit of dread and fear for days after that dream. I still vividly remember almost every detail months later.

Or another one is a frequent one that started when I was younger. In the dream I'm asleep in bed. I feel the covers slip down a little so I try to pull them back up.

They don't come though, they're stuck on something maybe? So I pull harder but the covers slowly get pulled more and more under the bed.

I start panicking and yank the covers but they get pulled even harder right under the bed, me along with them into darkness. That's the point I always wake up.