The Rot .
It's times like this that remind me words are simply too pale. I'd very much like to describe it to you, but it's just not possible to convey that level of horror in words. I was in this house... it's SUPPOSED to be a place of safety, warmth and comfort. But unbeknownst to everyone, upstairs where everyone was forbidden to go was this dark green room where this HUGE rotten thing (still alive, half human?) was being kept and tortured. I don't know why. It's just impossible to tell you how terrifying it is. It's a meaty, oozing, scab-covered lump that was chained to the wall. Also half-immersed into the wall.
But I still managed to sleep. Remember this still all occurred in a dream. The worst part was - you know how people have the "naked" nightmare where they got naked in public and they panic? Well, this occurred at home. I never woke up from the horror dream but this one popped out of nowhere, that I was naked on my way to a shower and the vomit-inducing creep across the street saw me and dashed to the window. I believe this is the first time in my life that a nightmare woke me from sleep in the gasping manner. This fear is truly deeply instilled within me. Do you know why I only wear my best and prettiest clothes at home and the most unremarkable ones when I go out? This is why. I don't want to be seen by absolutely disgusting people. I will never wear my best outfits outside of a private setting. I WILL CHOOSE who gets to see me at my best. Arguably my worst clothes are better than the best of most.
I need to move.
My head hurts.
Troubleshooting isn't that easy. Not sure what else could've caused this.