What are slownes dreams about?

It was a room. Empty. Black, bit with white lines. As if you colored the lineart of the walls white. There were no lights but there was a faint glow, just enough for me to clearly see. There was...something in the corner of the room. Crying, muttering to itself, drawing on the walls with what I thought was a red marker. But as I inched closer, I realized its fingertips were cut off. And it was drawing with its blood. The blood was bright, not like normal blood. It was like, neon red. Very strange.

I don't exactly remember what it was drawing but it was drawing the same symbol over and over again. It was whimpering to itself. My brain automatically went "Help it, it's hurt" So I put a hand on its shoulder. It didn't even jump or get startled. It just stopped everything. It lowered its hand from the wall and slowly turned its head to face me. It had strange features. It was tall, skinny. But it still had like, basic human anatomy. It had a nose, lips, a chest, muscle definition (of whatever muscle it had) It was just a completely black skinny human, but with crazy eyes that were completely white. And they were...scribbly. Like if you took a white pen and angrily scribbled a circle on black paper.

It stared at me for a second, before saying in a raspy, pained voice. " You're like my art in a lot of ways." It moved closer to me. I smiled slightly, " How so?" Its hand curled around my neck, but not choking me, as it leaned into my ear and whispered, " You were created. You have blood. And..." It leaned in with its hands still around my neck, its lips almost brushing against mine, " I can rip you up whenever I wish."

With that last word, it dug its fingers into my neck. Literally. Its fingers went through my neck, piercing the flesh. I choked a little bit. Then like a movie, it cut to a different scene. Back to it drawing on the walls. Then it cut again to it curled into a ball, sobbing, whimpering, muttering. Then I woke up with the horniness of a thousand 13-year-old boys. Which was hella confusing. So like, what the fuck?

I have a dream about myself in a gta V type of place but I'm not in a game because it's a real experience as i would call it. I've made a crime of some sort and police chases after me. Later that time i found myself in the sky in a motorcycle with wings (it really looks like the ones from gta V) and i would fly around the city to not get caught, after a while i landed myself outside the map (maybe it's the game I'm in). You really can tell if it's outside the map if there's border (steel fence with barbed wire) and you can't go there unless you force or find a way to get there, the bike really did the job and as if like I can go there anytime without force. I met a girl there which i think is also lost and amazed in the place and after we met she was kinda shy and long after that i saw that we hugged each other and float slowly like we were meditating, i hugged her and it feels special like i wanted that so bad that I don't want it to end like this is the thing i've been finding for so long. She then turned her back against me while hugging her and we dolphin kick (swimming technique) at the same time floating up a bit until i woke up (the end really is a wierd twist that's why i need your help maybe there's something about it like a meaning about me). The outside map looks like a barb wired steel fence like i said with an unfinished hollow block walls parallel to it some sort of an unfinished building maybe.

So the dream began with me lying on my left side in my bed with my blanket partially over my face. I could see some of the wall in front of me and the window on the wall to the left. I could feel a presence in the room and was frozen, but couldnt really move. That's what makes me think it was a night terror. Then I could hear rough whispering from a man that I couldnt make out.

Then he said something like "you stay there nice and quiet while I go take care of your family and nothing will happen to you." I was frozen in a cold sweat, I could feel my teeth grinding together and my eyes welling up with tears. All i could do was stare at the wall in front of me and couldnt really focus on that.

I thought to myself something like, "i really thought I'd behave much differently in a situation like this. This man is going to come back and even if he kills me i can warn my family upstairs." I surged with courage and adrenaline, but all I could do was stick one arm out from under the covers slowly and I touched the man's hand. He moved it and I tried so hard to grab it again and his fingers slipped through mine. It was like I was trying to sit up in cement, but i managed to and watched him climb the stairs from my room to the upstairs. (Just like the actual layout of my room) i stood and followed him, again so slowly, and then I screamed and screamed and screamed.

That was when my dad came running down the stairs and I was standing there in a tshirt screaming and crying. I told him I'd had a nightmare and we both went back to bed.

When I laid down I blinked my eyes and I was actually awake. Staring at the wall with my arm outstretched off the bed like I'd been reaching. I'd never actually stood at the bottom of the stairs screaming, yet it had felt so real.

Was this a night terror with a possible out of body experience? What does a dream like this mean?

When I woke up in my dream I was standing in a huge grass field with a mansion behind me. My father was sitting in a lawn chair next to me and told me to go hide because the war was starting. I went over to a little bridge with water underneath. Grabbed a bucket and got into the water with the bucket over my head. I stayed there for about 5 mins. I remember hearing my breath in the bucket and feeling cold from the water. When the 5 mins passed, I got out and my looked for my dad. When I found him, he immediately told me to go back to the water because round 2 was starting. I grabbed the bucket again but before I had the chance to get into the water, a woman grabbed my arm and pulled me towards the mansion. She explained that "I wasn't supposed to be here." She led me to a very tall man in a blue suit. He took me to the front lawn and pulled out a gun. He told me that I can shoot myself or he would do it because I needed to leave. I decided to do it. I put the gun to my head and pulled the trigger. All the sudden bright lights were around me and I started floating. I felt so warm, like nothing has ever affected me before. It was actually an amazing feeling. I slowly woke up from this dream. Not panicked at all.

But I'm truly curious as to why I didn't wake up once I pulled the trigger? Also, No part of me is suicidal.

I just had a semi-lucid dream where I was winter hiking with a photographer and my two cousins and we stumbled upon a small hole in the snow/ice that led to an enormous lair/dimension.

A godly statue that was in this lair thing started flashing light and eventually started moving. He made is way up to us; I said hi to him and asked him how he was, and he waved at me peacefully.

I then asked him, “What’s the meaning of life?” He didn’t answer or stop, he just continued walking up to us.

Once he got to us, he slowly started winding up the right side of his body, and he says, “The meaning of life… is THIS (slaps me with his ginormous right hand)”.

Everything around me (and myself) breaks into colourful fractals. It’s like with this one slap, he destroys the entire world.

After a few seconds of falling backward/downward into these small fractals, and hearing screams around me, I awoke in my bed.

Any possible ideas of what this might mean, if anything?! Did I piss off this God when I asked him the meaning of life, or was that the meaning of life?!