What was your last dream about?

I am on a plane to France. We’re flying over the Alps, and the plane is so close to the mountaintops that I get nervous we’re going to crash. Finally the plane banks around the mountain and lands near a quaint, archetypically Alpine village.

I get off the plane and see my parents there. “I didn’t know you were coming!” I say. “We weren’t going to,” says my mother, “but I found a really good deal, a boat called QuickBoat that takes you across the Atlantic for only $89 a person.”

Now why doesn’t QuickBoat actually exist, I asks ya?

I had a dream i was on a bus, and suddenly the driver got up from his seat and liftet the seat from the floor and started to fix it. and than the bus started to go all over the road and crashed into the mountain.

I had a dream where I was trying to cross a flooded river, but I couldn't because I didn't want to lose my car in the flood water. My brother came along in his car, sneered off my concerns and drove across with no problems. Out of spite I drove across too, and while I made it I had to pull over and drain water out of everything.
As my brother was still laughing at me, suddenly this group of people led by a very tall Amazon of a woman (she looked like Isabelle Deltore but over 8 foot in height) suddenly appeared and started helping me with my car, and then they invited me to their camp nearby. They didn't invite my brother, which I found good.
They were having a huge party that night, and I was helping them get ready. The tall woman was very interested in me and wouldn't leave my side. That's when I found out she had a boyfriend, and he didn't like me at all. He was about the same height as me (5'9) and looked about 40. As the party got underway I was told to get some baskets made from straw that were under a tree. As I was getting them, the Amazon woman's boyfriend jumped me and knocked me to the ground, and tried kicking the shit out of me. Suddenly she appeared and really lay into him, punching him in the face and yelling at him. I decided to get some payback of my own and picked up a shovel which had been leaning against the tree, and smashed it across his head as hard as I could. With a sickening crunch he fell to the ground motionless. Suddenly the Amazon woman screamed like a Banshee, picked up and cuddled her boyfriend's body in a massive hug, tears pouring down her face (she literally went from belting the shit out of him and threatening to leave him to being completely heartbroken and devastated in a split second). The other members of her group turned on me and ordered me to leave, so I threatened them with the shovel, and they had to retreat. I think I left in a canoe they had. I woke up shortly afterwards.

So yeah, a dream that started out pretty nice, with a beautiful woman and a group of pretty cool people, and it ended with a sequence of violent events and loss of life.
I have some questions for my subconscious about this shit... 

Last night:

I am staying in a haunted hotel. But it isn’t, somehow, the same as this haunted hotel, or this one.

There is a hallway with an elevator in the middle and a security camera far off to one side. The room I am staying in has two floors and seems to be a condo when not rented out as a hotel room. The hotel is almost deserted. I go exploring and find a huge, silent ballroom that would fit The Shining. Despite the spooky mood, nothing happens to me. The next thing I know, I must have gone to sleep, woken up, and packed because now it’s morning and I’m waiting with my luggage at the elevator to go down and check out.

A girl, also carrying luggage, walks up to me and in hushed tones says something like “Did you hear what happened last night?” I say no, what happened? She says somebody saw a ghost. I want to ask more, obviously, but then the scene shifts and I’m driving away from the hotel. I glance over to talk to a friend of mine, and he’s not there. I realize that we were staying in the hotel together (though I don’t remember him being there), but now he’s disappeared.

And there, alas and alack, the dream ended.

Only thing i remember is that i was trying to kill a Neanderthal, but the sword i had would not cut the Neanderthals skin.

First dream - Somebody was trying to kill me with a bus.

Second dream- I was at a mall and was running around trying to find my shoes.

A singer I like was in my house. I was in the house I grew up in during the 90s but it was just me and my brother living in it

I'm at home alone. My brother walks in with this woman. it's related to his job. My brother doesn't even know that this woman is a singer.

so I just go to my room and start blasting her music.

My brother knocks on my door. I answer. he screams at me mad I'm playing music loud. then the woman comes in singing along to her own song and my brother is completely stunned

Shrimp on pizza, that is all.

But it was a pizza the size of school bus with very large fried shrimp.

Such a scary dream last night.

I am working at this location in the middle of nowhere. There are factories and buildings (if I’m remembering correctly), but only in this one cleared-out spot in the middle of the woods. One of my tasks for work is to check that everything is running in a restroom that is in a building cut off from the main complex, far in the back bordering the forest. There is this field full of brambles and tall grass and old rusty cars that separates the restroom from the rest of the complex. I’m about to leave when a coworker grabs my arm and tells me that the restroom is haunted and that I do not want to spend much time in there.

I go anyway, walking through the brambles to arrive at this separate building. (Childe Salzmank to the Dark Toilet came.) I walk up a flight of outdoor stairs, open the door of the bathroom, and turn on the lights. They still don’t go on, I have to turn a dial nearby, and then they flicker on. I walk in; the room looks like a normal public bathroom. But I do get an eerie feeling. All of a sudden, out of the corner of my eye, I see someone walking out the doorway I just went through. I think that’s so odd, I didn’t notice anyone in the bathroom when I went in.

I start washing my hands at one of the sinks, and someone walks into the room. At that same moment, someone else walks out from one of the stalls. The guy who walked in says, “Oh, Bob {or whatever the other guy’s name was}, I didn’t know you were here.” Bob says, yeah, he works here now, and they go on chatting.

Now I’m watching them in the mirror, and I’m dumbfounded because “Bob,” the guy who walked out of the stall, is the same guy who just walked out of the restroom. Yet somehow he was also in the stall the whole time.

That’s about all I remember, but the spooky feeling was so strong.

I think I know why I had this dream: I was away this weekend with a friend, and we visited a hotel that supposedly was built by a devil-worshipper and has loads of ghost stories attached. My friend—the resolute skeptic—had a spooky experience happen to him there (and he has never before experienced anything spooky): He went to the bathroom (check), was washing his hands in the sink (check), and saw something in the mirror (check). But what he thought he saw was his eye leaking out—he described it like a yolk leaking out of an egg. He was creeped out by it and checked in a different mirror and it was fine. But that’s probably what inspired my dream.