I had another nightmare last night.
I'm not sure what I was doing, but I was in this old wooden barn house with my dad and a bunch of other people of which whom I don't actually remember. I knew the house was old and was going to fall apart, but it wasn't actually doing it yet. My dad was washing something in a sink, or dealing with molten metal or something, and I kept telling him that we had to go. He said everything was fine, but then all of a sudden the staircase that was next to him began caving in (we were on the ground level, so it was crashing next to the sink), and I began screaming for him to get out. Then, an electrical cable snapped somewhere from above and it sent sparks everywhere, and I screamed for everyone to quick run. I was the first to get out, so I was fine, but someone got caught in the sparks and got half of their face burned off and another person's back was completely burnt. My dad made if out once the electrical fire started, and as that started, the whole house began collapsing behind him, shooting things out from under it as the pressure escaped. The person with the burned back got a piece of metal stuck in his forehead, sending him unconscious once he got to the grass that was out of the way of the house. I slapped his face and tried waking him up and felt bad for turning him onto his back as I did it. It was completely raw and oozing. Everyone except for me was deformed. They all gathered onto a wagon by the road and began to sing and dance as if they were in a musical, and all I remember of the director, a man who looked like a clown that had a severely burned face, was him saying, "If the show must go on, the show must go on." And the people ignored all the pain they were in, and how deformed they had looked to slap on a smile and perform this show for a non-existent audience that was fronted by myself.
And at some point he found 2 men who had tried profiting off of his show and I guess were responsible for the wrecked house. He flashed an angry pair of vampire teeth at them and told them that he would kill them the next time that they interfered. And the dream continued into the bizarreness that was the show.
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