There must be a Darkrai under my bed, really weird dreams.
There was a group of women I thought were lovely, they came to my house like friends and family, dressed in their Sunday best to sit and talk with me, left beautiful gifts, but these ladies were actually evil! I don't mean like fake friend from school evil, I mean going to murder me evil. They were killing my pets when nobody was looking and disposing of neighors and the mailman, booby-trapping the house to hurt my dad, but smiling and pretending to be good. The police wouldn't listen, and either were totally blind or in on the conspiracy.
I was abducted and tied up. The women acted like a coven of witches, vampires, demonesses or some kind of supernatural creatures. They were doing blood rituals. I remember watching many people die and being powerless to stop it. I was a prisoner myself.
Though I overheard that I was about to be sacrificed soon, towards the end there looked like there was going to be some rescue for me after all. There was another lady who was about to be killed. The evil ones were videotaping what was happening, so i was watching the girl's execution live with dread and fear.
She was being crucified, but miraculously she wouldn't die. Things were being done to her like icepicks hammered through her head, but she lived to the astonishment of everyone who saw, and she was speaking defiantly. She was a woman with long dark hair, she looked south American and my first thought was that she must be a saint. So she survives the ordeal and they stop trying to kill her at that point, even they were amazed.
I am in the dungeon through it all, but I get a vision of her, and I see her riding on a horse like Joan of Arc in my vision, leading thousands in an army, and she's giving me instructions to escape from the clutches of evil sisters. A cavern opens in the floor of my cell, a magic a passageway, but it can only stay open for a short while, and there's someone else I am supposed to save. There's a girl they call "the star" who has been left in an underground basement that's flooding. She's going to die by some kind of water torture. I go to get the star. She is a vulnerable golden girl who is literally glowing--I know this is straight out of Neil Gaiman's Stardust. I actually call her Ivaine, the name of the star incarnate that the witches want to eat the heart of to renew themselves.
I am having trouble getting out, water is rushing all in, but a Blastoise appears to me and we use surf and get away!
That was too intense. Even though I came out in one piece, I am glad that dream is over. I better get back to listening to calming audiobooks and music to relax me info a uneventful sleep.