I had a dream that my mother was possessed by something with a red energy. I remember trying to tell my dad, but he wouldn't listen. I remember being thrown into some sort of game to save my mother where I could only walk a certain amount of steps before the game restarted. Then I realized I was dreaming and woke up. The lights in the house were off, and my grandfather had just gone outside to put gas in the generator. I had a small headache, and I called my mom to see if she was okay - she was. I teared up a little after the phone call.
I haven't had a bad dream in a while. I'm usually able to keep them away somehow.
