Voices

The beginning of the dream (or as far as I could remember) had me trying to play The Elder Scrolls V: Skyrim, of all things, though my father informed me that someone hacked every copy of the game had cutscenes replaced with a video of a man hanging himself. Curious, though nervous as well, I proceeded to play the game, and not long after, the video began. At the very beginning of the video, it showed a sort of hook, holding the separate head that dangled and twirled on the hook. As if it was not disturbing enough, it had emotion and life in it. It looked scared, and pale, but it was breathing hard as if it was still attached to the rest of it is body. It was hard to tell if it was male or female. It had a unique facial structure, which in the dream I assumed was male, though now I am not so sure, though had long and greasy brown hair that stayed still with all the motion. Not long after, it cut to a different scene, where a man, who is face I cannot remember now, was talking some sort of rebellious words. He was quite skinny, and wore a very bright-white tanktop with baggy camo pants. I forget what he was saying, but it was a young, rebellious voice. Once that was over, it moved to a scene where it showed the camera from the inside of the entrance of a barn, but a man in a pitch black rabbit outfit began walking forward and forward, very slowly and ruggedly, but still continued on. Soon enough, he was right in front of me, and that is where I first woke up at about 3:00 am. I eventually got back to sleep, and this dream had a much more happier tone to start off with. It was a sort of party or something by a large warehouse. I do not remember what it was about, and a lot of it is fuzzy, but I do remember that I was with a small girl and a muscular man, which I do remember we looked at a shack that had appeared in my dreams before. The shack stood by my school, and it sold ice cream. We reminisced on the good times we had there, and it really was a good feeling. Other than that, they and I were both worrying about making a sort of deadline, for what? I do not remember. Some time later, I guess zombies invaded the area around us. It was not much, but there were enough. I found a pistol somewhere in the warehouse, and took it. I began shooting them in the head, and come to think of it, I am quite surprised how well I did with a gun, how skilled I was. Soon enough though, they broke in the door, and I tried to repair it, but they got to me, two began attacking me before I escaped from their grasp, which is when a horde bursted in. I ran around, looking for something that would heal me, which is when I noticed that the cast of <PERSON> (do not ask why...) were fighting along with me. Here is the weird part, <PERSON> began to try and compete with me to get a shot which would heal me, and when I grabbed the shot, the dream ended. What could all of that mean?