So I decided to post a dream I had on February 1st. Prepare for lots o' dreamposts.
It all started in a two-story house. The building looked small from the outside, but it felt endless once you were inside.
So, I wasn’t an actual person, there in the dream. I was simply spectating this team which went on an investigation in the house.
At a certain point the team discovered injured animals in various rooms, and they had to rescue them and return to the homebase ASAP.
Weird note, but the team couldn’t stay in that building if the clock hit past 12 midnight. As clever as the team was, they set their deadline for the investigation a few hours earlier.
Later in the dream, it seemed there was this old, insane lady who’d torture and kill every living being in the mansion past midnight.
The team survived their first night there. They decided to investigate the following day too, because it was suspicious, of course.
The second night didn’t go that well.
In the end, the team left a few minutes before midnight with even more injured animals, but lesser comrades.
The rest of the team woke up the following morning at their base with the injured animals and sudden “replacements” for their lost mates.