Sleep event

[I have been writing DJ entries throughout June, both by hand in a paper journal and in a document on my hard drive. I feel like working on bringing my online DJ up to date tonight, so I am going to.] Night of June 5-6 I am in a bedroom that resembles the one I had at House #2, but is not exactly like it. I am getting dressed, and my mom is in the room. I explain to her that I do not own any khakis or chinos, only jeans and black pants. [This is almost, but not quite, true in real life. I do have some khaki capris, but only one pair.] In a drawer, I find a couple of pairs of khaki capris, one pair of which is a light brown with a pretty, darker brown pattern of flowers and leaves on it. I think they might be too small for me, but I put them on anyway. Night of June 6-7 A woman is being held in a dark, underground room. She is being tortured by having her hands bound together above her head in such a way that her elbows are being forced to bend the wrong way. She laughs and is good-humored about it, but this is just a facade to hide the horrible pain she is in. Other torture goes on, with torture implements, and other scary things happen [but I no longer remember the details]. All of the events of the dream unfold visually, but are accompanied by ongoing, simultaneous background narration provided by [a novelist whose audiobooks I often listen to]. The events are are all part of one of his novels, which I am listening to. [I have been listening to his stories all these years, and they are just now giving me nightmares? Actually, I think I know why this might be: Now, I actually have a visual image in my memory to go with the concept of 'torture implements.' I got this visual image from seeing "Limitless;" that scene freaked me out, and I had to look away. That fact, plus the fact that I was really anxious about real-life stuff as I was going to sleep on this night, most likely caused the nightmare.] Night of June 8-9 I instinctively realize that I am pregnant, with twins, while I am out and about, doing something. Later, I go to a hospital because I think it is my time to give birth, but it does not happen. [Different scene.] I am with a bunch of my friends, cleaning up the mess left behind after some big event in a large, indoor area. Cleaning up includes gathering together, sorting, and storing all the leftover pens and markers that were being given away at the event. [Yet another scene.] I am going to the hospital for a checkup. At some point [I do not remember in which scene it was], I put my hand on my lower abdomen to feel the small bump that is starting there, and think about how I should stop drinking soda and eating unhealthy foods. [This dream felt very real while I was in it, so much so that when I woke up and recalled it, I went, "Wow, all that was just a dream? Whew, that is a relief!"]