Man the other night I had 2 bad dreams in a row, I actually wanted to go to work. First one, I was in an office then suddenly the power went out and I saw death coming for me so I hid under my desk. He looked a lot like a Nasgul from LOTR. For some reason he turned on the light then slowly turned his head towards me and lunged and I was dead.
Frig
Next dream I was just casually living my life then a cop tells me that I murdered someone. I said that I didn't but apparently all evidence pointed towards me. So I run away and escape and I'm with a bunch of friends. Nobody believes me that I didn't do it. So I'm just hiding for the rest of the dream.
What a shit sleep