Corridors of fear

This week’s dreams took a chilling turn, exploring themes of confinement and eerie encounters. From locked doors that seem alive to shadowy figures waiting in the dark, the dreams captured a collective unease about what lies just beyond our control.

These corridors, whether in cabins, mazes, or even familiar homes, seemed to echo a sense of being trapped, haunted, or pursued.

One haunting dream stood out for its surreal, vivid imagery of an endless hallway and shadowy visitors. It perfectly encapsulates this week’s lingering feeling of uncertainty and dread.


I am in a yellow ranch-style home that I've never been to before, with family and my partner. Everything is closed and locked, but I hear shuffling sounds. A zombie with black determination in its eyes appears in the kitchen, and it begins to move toward me. I fight it off, but more come from the hallway. I can’t take them all, and as they gnash at me, I wake up.

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