All the weird dreams that I have seem to be the result of fever dreams and/or lucid dreams. Most weird dreams that I had that I could recall were close to lucid and came with some vague story or sequence of events. In these dreams, I either walk around or appear to transition smoothly and slowly between places, and although I almost feel like a ghost in this way, I usually feel as if I was a character in them, as I seem to be able to interact with the environment and with people. The main feature of these dreams is usually the different settings, which, in most cases, consistently seem to be a midpoint between realism and surrealism in most aspects including visual. Places often have a notable and peculiar theme based on certain colors and structures where I can make sense of a distinct climate and the environment (buildings and types, terrain, architecture, etc.).
Regarding what usually happens in a dream, it can vary, but usually each dream involves uneventful tours of places, sometimes involving people to various degrees. Often though, it seems like mildly supernatural or otherwise odd events or constructs can appear at points while traversing or observing these places.
Talking about today though, I had a dream that I can detail which felt fairly weird. For the setting, I was in a cold/wintry and cloudy setting during the daytime, situated in an environment of what seemed to be a city while being in a situation, resembling a conflict or war, along with other people. Relative to my traversal or area of this city that I appeared to be in, there were only high rise buildings in this city that were fairly spread out and they were either intact and grey or destroyed and made dilapidated by whatever means. At any and every place witnessed in the dream, there was hardly any lighting aside from natural light, which illuminated interiors with either a mild white or an ambient light blue. The landscape/terrain of the area was largely flat and covered in asphalt, snow, or dark-gray dirt/mud/gravel.
Around the beginning of the dream, I appeared to start out being in the interior on the ground floor of one (high rise?) building where I could see it was ruined and had ice or snow covering the ground along with debris and beams strewn about. There were three notable events that occurred in this dream:
I appeared to witness a group of people, who looked like soldiers in coats, that seemed to be remotely destroying a part of a far building through some method, possibly either a demolition or RPG explosion of some sort, whereby a column/tall section (which looked like a stairwell) appeared to separate from the building before crashing and tipping over.
Secondly, I may have detached my perspective from my character and was thus able to know about a lone woman in the vicinity in a similar building, on a similar but cleaner floor, from where I started. Seeing her attire, which was a fairly clean and fashionable coat, she was possibly supposed to be an assistant or helper to someone. While I saw her, she seemed to be approached by a man in a suit and hat before being led into, from what I interpreted, was being deceived by the man in the suit into finding me (my character) for them for some purpose which I think was assassination.
Lastly, I encountered a huge, widely-built, silver-white dog that looked almost like a pitbull (specifically an American Bully); I think it attacked me, before running off and eventually being killed. Subsequently, I ended up actually crying in the dream in response to the dog's death. This is interesting as this was about the last event that occurred just before I woke up and that experience seemed to have either prompted me to physically cry after waking or otherwise made me physically cry synchronously with the dream. I usually don't see, experience, or interpret deaths much at all in my weird dreams, but I think the response was due to somehow switching to being sort of "reflective", for lack of a better word to best describe my state of emotion/attention, of the dog's life.
The last part was interesting and especially weird as I usually don't cry in, or as a result of, these dreams. I can't remember any specific dream in recent history where I became emotional to that extent, but I think that it, or something similar, happened before. I'm curious if anyone also had that happen to them.
Among the other dreams that I have remembered, there are a lot that are more colorful or eventful than this one, so I think I'll share some more later on.
