So, since someone here reminded me of it, who would like to give interpreting my latest dream a try? I'll post what I can remember of it below. I was trapped in a twisted version of my house. The furniture and everything we own was still where it was, but the place was dark, seemingly abandoned and in a state of decay, and spatted randomly with blood. When I looked out through the broken glass of the windows, everything else was in ruins as well, and the sky was as red as the blood that stained my home. I wandered around in a state of confusion, and all I could hear was constant screaming. Originally I just heard it coming from all around, but then I heard my own screams join in the sickening chorus. I was calm at first, but the constant screaming mixed with the atmosphere was ripping my mind apart. Eventually my wanderings showed me to the bathroom. For whatever reason, there was a gun on the sink. I grabbed it, put the barrel of it to my head, and pulled the trigger. And just before I shot myself and woke up, I heard something. I'm not sure if I muttered it before I killed myself, or if it was one of the disembodied voices that seemed to be all around me, but I remember hearing one last phrase. "Come find me in hell."