What are movie dreams about?

There is a music festival going on in my front yard. I am with my girlfriend and an ex-friend, who we treat as if she was still our friend. We are walking down the street and decide to go into my neighbor's house and spend the night there. There is only one room open, as if it were a motel. There is nothing in there except a large bed and TV placed in a cabinet. The three of us drop off our bags and go back outside to the festival. It is small, but enjoyable. I spot a group of 20-something year olds under a white tent. They are lounging without a care, surrounded by racks of water balloons. My girlfriend tells me to get a water balloon, so I go up to them. I ask and a woman agrees. She takes one off, then pops it into a large fancy bowl and hands it to me saying, "This is called Dragon Fire Bowl." A guy with her warns her, "Are you sure? Even a drop of that could-" Then he cuts off. The liquid is orange like pop. She encourages me to try some. It tastes amazing! I am addicted to it. I go back to my friends and we retire to the little room. I realized all too late that I finished the drink without sharing.

From here on, the dream cuts like scenes in a movie. It is night. Now I am in my real house watching a concert from my window. It is extravagant, with dancers and bright lights. Suddenly the people who gave me the drink appear in the next room. One of them asks, "Are you feeling ok?"

My dream cuts again. I am back in the small room, but no one is in there. I stand in the corner with blurry vision and a sick feeling. I figure I am just drunk, nothing to worry about. I realize it is really late at night. My brother and a couple of his friends bust in the room, loud, and probably drunk themselves. I mumble something about the drink and Nick is concerned I was poisoned. I assure him it was just pop. They leave and I vomit in my corner.

Next scene, I am still in the same room sitting on the bed with my grandfather. He came to fix the TV. He put on my favorite show, *Supernatural*. We tune in right as an angel is murdering a demon. My grandfather mentions how gruesome the show is. I don't think it's too bad. Suddenly my view becomes more entranced with the show until it is all I see. My view is on the dead demon, who is oozing pink blood from his neck. My sight is like a camera, panning back up to the angel's face. I am the angel. (If you care, the song "Academy Award" by Franz Ferdinand starts playing to set the eerie mood). I can tell I am older than I am in real life, maybe late twenties or early thirties. My hair was cut short and I am wearing nice clothing. With the blade in my hand, I ascend up the stairs. The mansion I am now in was under construction. Sheets hung over a grand window on the stair landing, but a bright white light was breaking through.

I make it to the stop of the long stairway. It is dark here and tinted with a blue filter. I enter a room. A grey pitbull is standing before me, guarding a cradle. The dog growls at me and I realize I am a threat. I move forward without fear and the dog whimpers away. I place my hand on the cradle railing and look down at the baby boy, but from my view I never actually saw the child. I raise my hand with the blade. The dog growls again. I snap my fingers and it rushed out of the room. Before I stab, my side vibrates. It is my phone. I check it and see my girlfriend texted me, "I thought we were going to go to therapy today."

I break from my murderous trance, dropping the blade and holding my spinning head. I realize that was my girlfriend's father downstairs I just killed and that is my son in the cradle. My mind is consumed with darkness, I realize how evil I am. My life is over. How could I do that to my girlfriend?! I seriously think all of this is real. I blink as hard as I can and wake up in a cold sweat.

What does all of that mean? I had this dream a while back, but it has stuck with me as clear as day.

So it all started off when I was sitting on a train with my mom, travelling through some beautiful landscapes. We were in Poland but I can't really remember seeing something similar in this country (I'm Polish). As we arrived at our destination it was night all if the sudden and we headed straight to a seemingly abandoned building for spending the night in. The room we were in, as well as the building, weren't destroyed or vandalized at all, both seemed like a typical hotel but without electricity. Anyway at some point in that "hotel" I fell asleep, dreaming about me robbing a store over ans over again (I guess it was even a Louis Vuitton store, i know it's not funny but i dreamed it, I'm sorry;() with the guy who sings this Superidol song (yeah he sang it in my dream) and somehow i was back then while I was robbing the store stuck in a time loop so i did the same thing over and over. At some point i woke up in my dream, managed to look outside and see a woman jump from a higher place just like in an action movie.

Anyway that was it, hope it isn't too weird and incomprehensive, i just woke up and i don't want to forget anything:( so I'm sorry if I made any mistakes in it

I just had a dream where I was watching some horror movie about satan or something. then something in my room started acting up, moving on its own. it started following me. i called my dad and showed it to him. it didnt stop. It sort of kept following me. it wouldn't even break. so after giving up i decide that it will end only after i die.
but then theres this voice that says that even after i die i will be owned by him in after life or something like that. Like the Devil.

This creeped me out so much i wokeup with so much anxiety. im a hindu and I dont really believe in this. what could this mean?

Anyone up for a dream analysis? Alrighty so my dream begun when I lived in a house that was on like a really high mountain, and I was able to see a beautiful forest. Anyways there was this woman who was in charge of everything and was manipulating everyone, which caused me to dream (in my dream) that I died. Like I walked to the side of the house, which was of glass, and jumped. I then saw like if I was watching a movie when a tree went through me and I died after a few seconds of panicking. Then I woke up, and I tried to ask for help from the two closest people in my life, and although one tried, they were unable to help. One of them even took my fear like a grain of salt. And I was terrified because I knew that the death U had dreamt was going to happen. Like I was so certain the woman was going to push me off when I least expected it. It overall made me feel really helpless. When I woke up I still felt helpess.

Really strange dream last night. A loooot like a movie. I remember that it started with Mark Wahlberg describing this weird ritual sacrifice that his cult performed. The process was 1). Paralyzing the person and laying them on their back with their hands on their stomachs. 2). Installing a metallic device with a bright red tube in their arms or shoulders (i can't remember). 3). Gradually slowing their breathing and making them less conscious. It feels incredibly painful and frightening. Like slowly blinking out of existance with ever increasing struggle until you die.

To be honest i only remember three distinct parts. The presentation above being one of them. Another part was when i woke up in this very white room with a bunch of other individuals in white clothes. We had the same device but we were all awake and it was in our forearms. The devices were inflating and deflating our forearms like a balloon with some kind of liquid. We were all just sitting there. An Indian kid and i were facing each other.

The third part was what scared me and i still have slight paranoia about it. I was on the couch relaxing and my mother made me some tea. Both my parents were acting very casually. Suddenly i felt my breathing intensify and i slumped over paralyzed. Both my parents got up quickly and started speaking some weird langauge while they performed the ritual on me. I was terrified and it felt very painful. When i died i finally woke up.