Dreams corpse

I dreamed of I entered a hospital or mortuary and find my friend a Physician with some death bodies in a huge ice in refrigerator. my friend and a female nurse trying to melt the ice and dispose the corpses in a coffin

I DISCOVER A CORPSE AND I MUST INVESTIGATE

I wake up in a dark room to the sound of crazed laughter and screaming. I jump out of bed and run to the front door which is glowing blue. My father is trying to open the door as he laughs crazily. I try to hold the door closed with all my strength. Then a white horse with black eyes covered in scars kicks the door in from the other side, throwing me backwards to the floor. I look past the horse to see a wooden cart full of rotting corpses. they are covered in a blood stained blanket and I can't see any ones faces. Then I look to the carts driver. It is an invisible man. He has an old tattered top hat on and worn out white gloves holding the horses reins. My dad grabs me by my hair as I kick and scream he throws me down on my hands and knees before the invisible driver. Then everything goes dark as I close my eyes. I hear the crack of a whip. I wake up and I feel pain on my back as if I was hit by a whip. I've had this dream every Halloween night since age eight... I am now 21.

I had a dream that my and my elder brother went for outing and on the way, we saw a corpse of a rich man being carried by a van and people gathering around and looking at the van. Then when we entered the shop, which happened to be own by the man that died. We were given cake free, and I took one and ate. Then I bought a shirt. When we got home, my friend was like the shirt is fine but to expensive compare to where he come from.

I was with a group of friends. We were in a rustic world. The world was of superstition, rogues, and canvas clothes, dirt ‘roads, donkeys and mules that carried goods, and roman soldiers. We were dirty and dusty and talking and mingling when we saw the sentries carting these enormous carts that resembled hay carts only bigger. They were covered in coarse dirty canvas and bound with ropes. We were undoubtedly curios so we followed them for a distance before turning into an abandoned side street where we notice d a huge wooden garden gate that towered about three times as tall as any grown man. It was locked and it seemed like there was a piece of the city hidden behind it and we could find no other entrance nor remember ever having seen this peculiarity once in our lives before. Being the hotheaded adventure seekers we were, we scaled the gate and landed behind it. All we saw was more stucco walls that we assumed was housing and a long open dirty road without any vendors or stalls or donkeys. The only thing we saw in the distance was the form of what appeared to be a misshapen babe. We decided to walk around and try to find the people that lived there but happened upon the babe sooner than we expected. Much to our surprise the sitting babe was nearly as tall as we were and it’s dancing sister who would normally look no older than two or three years loomed a few feet above us. We stared with our mouths agape as we tried to comprehend what we saw. Then we heard it. Rumbling footsteps that undoubtedly belonged to the parent of these abnormal children. Not wanting to meet whatever conceived such anomalies we darted for the gate but found it nearly impossible to scale. We alsotried squeezing through the nonexistent gaps in the slating and near the ground while we cursed ourselves for our rash stupidity. The creature that rounded the corner was huge. But considering that we were all too busy dodging its blows and scrambling to find our way out we had no idea what gender it may have been and whether or not it appeared human. I am still unable to describe how we managed to escape the nether side of the wooden garden gate, but thankfully we did. I do remember watching the solders finish unloading these gigantic canvas wrapped burdens from the huge carts. Donning dirty, abandoned doctors robes my friends and I approached the sentries with an air of confidence. One sentry led us over to the hills that he promptly ordered to be be uncovered for us only ( I may not have mentioned but this huge square was devoid of all but the solders and ourselves). They cut the ropes and the canvas falls and there are several Giant’s carcasses. Some of their bodies look mutilated, burned, and others are just bloody. My friends and I gather our bearings and try to look as professional as possible as we study the bodies. We then walk over to the most mutilated and damaged carcass in order to more closely observes how they killed these creatures (our experience form earlier that day still fresh in our minds.) The solder then asks for my opinion on the body and I scramble mentally for a response as I quickly survey the corpse. I then notice something odd about a bone in the back of the Giant’s hand and I pull it out gently. On a random impulse, I slde the bone into my own hand. Suddenly the carcass becomes animate as it mirrors my movements. I then wake up. What did this mean?