I watch a ton of horror movies so my dreams are gory. Most of the time i'm hiding, fighting, or running. Sorry it's pretty long..
My most recent dream:
It started with me on a cruise ship to a resort on this deserted island. When we got there (we=me and all the other cruise members 600 or so people)everyone had their own apartment type room off the boat. I went to my room to unpack. Everyone had an envelope taped to their door. It turned out to be an invitation to a dinner party, from Captian Kenn himself.
I got dressed and headed down to the party/dinner. On my way there I noticed the resort was surrounded with 20ft razor wire fence, but one area seemed to have been clipped through. The hole was wide enough to fit a crowd of people through. Well really short people anyways, it was only 4ft high.
I arrived at the dinner party and told the captian what I had seen. His face turned powder white and he ran upstairs. When he came back down he was followed by 50 men with guns. But it was too late...
People had sat down to eat and started talking, not noticing the men with guns. The noise level was so loud I didn't hear the first screams. I only saw the look on the womans face across from me, before she was jerked under the table. No one else noticed, I moved my chair away from the table to get a better look underneath.
Half of the woman's face stared up at me in a twisted mangled way, as the dogs were chewing on the rest of her. I, having been raised with lots of dogs knew not to look them in the eyes or run away. So I stood up and backed away from the table. I tried to tell the people to do the same but after the 10th person was pulled under the table, no one would listen.
It was all screaming and panic from then on. All the men with the guns seemed to be having problems with the guns. No one fired a shot, I found 3 guns but none of them were loaded. I finally got outside and sneeked into my room.
Only to have two medium dogs come crashing through my window. I just happened to be wearing brass knuckles with spikes so I fought the dogs till they ran away. (lol, because most girls wear brass knuckles to dinner parties!)
I headed back to the dinning area to find one of those men with the guns. Maybe the captian had a loaded gun. They were all dead, everyone. I found 13 guns as I was checking them for ammo I saw one woman was still sitting at the head of the table, maybe frozen from shock...
Nope. I walked over to her, and told her to follow me. She responded by making weird grunting sounds and looking at me with a frown. Then I noticed she was holding her chest. "Oh no!" I thought, "What a horrible time to be having a heartattack!" Then her chest was torn open as one of the dogs was eating its way through. That was it... no bullets in any of the guns, so I ran as fast as my feet could manage.
Unfortunatly for all the dead people, but luckily for me, all the dogs were too "busy" or too full to follow me. I made it back to the ship and pulled up all the stairs and walkways to get on-board. The deck hands and janitors were still alive, because they had to stay on the ship and clean.
I went and sat down in the captian's chair. With tears in my eyes I looked at all the pictures in his office. His wife... his son... so many pictures... but what is that.......
Dogs, in every picture, the background was full of dogs in kennels. Kennels with the name: Captian K's Rescues.
Captian Kenn. Kenn-els, this was his island and those were his dogs. That's why the guns weren't loaded, he was going to feed the dogs not kill them.
So it really was a "DINNER PARTY"...
AHHHHAHA!!! Then I woke up from my crooked "dream".... x)