Last night I had a dream where I walked into a bathroom and when I looked into the mirror I had distorted eyes like a filter that pulled your eyes closer, made them more pulled out. Is back away and come closer for a better look and my eyes would get bigger than smaller, with the same pulled effect. Their was a lady that kept asking if everything was okay. Even peeking through the curtain (their was a curtain instead of a door). I’m sure that lady knew I was lucid dreaming and didn’t like it.

In my dream there was an intruder and he looked like a whoville character idk why bc I can’t remember the last time I’ve watched that. I was being mean to him and when I look in the mirror I looked like a whoville character also but scarier. He put a spell on me or something so I was apologizing then I woke up. I now have a whoville phobia

They are like dead versions of ourselves we have no pupils, we have these creepy little veins across our faces, we have these cold lifeless stairs, and these villainess smiles, stringy hair, colorless outfits.

It’s quite morbid, it’s almost as if we are possessed by these demons or maybe they’re just a part of who we are , and for some reason we seemed more terrified of them than actual death, than literal hell.

We can talk to them we can stand in the mirror and they can talk back to us, I think each person can only talk to their own demons though you can communicate with any others.
I think they can also hurt us without hurting themselves why else would people be scared of them unless they could actually cause harm.
They know things they have powers abilities far more advanced than any of our own.

(Could it be possible I was talking to my own subconscious, maybe I was staring back at me. The subconscious can be scary it can be heavily neurotic and unpredictable your subconscious is also the part of you that has instant self-preservation maybe that’s why it wanted me to live because it’s a part of me I guess, but the thing I was staring at whatever I was staring at, it hated me with a passion, I could tell as it stared at me the only thing it was thinking of was how much she wanted to kill me without killing herself, to take over on my body I guess but I I said can’t )

They knew certain things, things that no one could possibly know, things that can keep us alive.

I talked to her…it whatever you wanna call it, my memory is kind of hazy ,but it was something along the lines of her telling me “Your’e blowing it, we’re gonna die, you’ve been careless, you’ve been reckless, and we’re both going to pay for it.” I think she hurt me I don’t know how but I think she said something that hurt me she caused this shooting pain unlike any other kind of pain I’ve ever felt I couldn’t even explain it to you, felt anguishing pain after her immediate literal command.

She then told me how to stay alive, she lead me to another person who has been talking to this creature inside of him he can keep me safe she said, we can keep each other safe.

The creature inside me was extremely terrifying but hearing the stories that this boy had to say about his creature were horrific beyond words, maybe I had it easy after all. We hid in this house that he built because he’s architect, and I guess the dream kind of ended there, with us hiding…waiting around for death.

I mean the tornado of fiery death felt like the first stage of the end of the world, and something tells me the longer you lived the worse the stages get not to mention these demon like strangers possessing and tormenting us. The way I saw it we were dead if we live or dead if we die.

(That’s the second terrible nightmare this week the last one was also weird and morbid and hard to understand and possibly one of the scariest dreams I’ve ever had like seriously I woke up screaming, I think my subconscious was trying to tell me something I was getting so close in this dream I mean I was literally talking to it but I have no idea what it wants, I’m not sure how to interpret any of this)

Anyways I looked into a familiar mirror, and began combing my mustache, I recognized myself for a second, but when I started brushing my mustache I realized I looked immensely different. The gap between the nose and mouth was huge, and I saw this because I was combing. Anyways weird experience.

I had a similar dream last night ! Its crazy you said that because instead of using my phone to take a picture , in my dream I got out of my bed and went to the mirror but the weird part was the mirror was covered almost like I wasn’t suppose to see myself . But ofc I moved the cover and saw myself , surprisingly my face wasn’t too altered the only difference is my eyes were very weird almost like googly eyes . Immediately after that my ears started ringing and I lost my sight which was low-key terrifying bc I couldn’t wake up. If anyone has any insight on what this might mean plz reply!

I once had a dream I can’t remember most of it but I came into his one room it was really dark and there was this mirror. It was like a rectangle but I could see myself very clearly but after a few seconds it started to change. If you have played Silent Hill 3 and saw the room in the hospital with the mirror you know what I’m talking about but my reflection just started going crazy! It was like I was getting all dirty and my skin was getting dark green! And everytime I returned it looked like that but it was strange.