Probably my most disturbing dream (and I've had many lately) was set in Oklahoma at our old house in the country. There were Nazis (there always are, in dreams of that house), and a big green dragon that had taken our land hostage. It marched back and forth between the trees in the front yard and where the garden used to be. I was hiding way up in one of the trees, watching it. Eventually, I escaped down the tree and ran around to the back porch. I was intending to dash inside, grab some things and vanish into the woods, but the monster thing found me. I had to grab a stick and jam it up through the top of its mouth and into its brain. In the middle of this, the monster turned into Parker, my cat. She just looked at me... I realized that she wasn't dead yet, and in horrible pain, so I cried and jabbed again and again until she died. I pulled the stick out and tapped the mangled brains on it into her mouth. She woke up and ATE the brains, and then died again.
I woke up extremely disturbed.
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