Did I Break the 4th Wall?

A dream I had that might not be insane, but the feeling was.

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Abstract paint in black and white
Photographer Greg Rosenke, "White and black abstract painting", 2021, via www.unsplash.com

Have you ever had a dream that leaves you unsettled? That turns your stomach inside out? A dream that on the surface, on paper, is not even the weirdest dream you've had, but the feelings that linger after are?

Well, that happened to me with the dream I'm about to describe.

Now, I actually had this dream/nightmare, about 9 months ago, which I remember because it was a month away from Christmas. So the details are fussy, but the core events still live rent-free in my mind.

For what I can recall, the dream was pretty normal and you could say standard. A bunch of different scenarios with different people in different settings, all merged together in an experience that seems to have a common thread or narrative, but is just a bunch of smaller dreams that are blurred into one.

There was a point where I was in a room with other people, two men and one woman. I was sitting at a desk in some kind of office. There was a big window to my right and the people, let's call them entities, were sitting right across from me.

Something was happening outside, there was chaos. I don't remember much of what was happening outside, but it was almost apocalyptic. They were looking through the window reacting to whatever was going on out there.

While dreaming, I could tell this was all a dream, so my first instinct was to calm them down, so I said “Don't worry, this is a dream, nothing is real, it's okay.” Then out of nowhere, they stared right at me while smiling. It felt immediate, instant.

They smiled for a couple of seconds, then at the same speed as they looked at me, they got serious. Their faces started melting like wax in an oven. The “screen” distorted like one of those ARGs and different shapes and dark colours started appearing. It felt like I was having a stroke while sleeping. But I didn't wake up.

I had to force myself to wake up. Repeating to myself “Wake up” again and again, until I did. I was scared, anxious and my head felt heavy. I never have dreams that make me feel like this, like if I was inside an ARG and I haven't had one like it since. I hope I won't, at least for a long time.

It felt like a simulation. Like breaking free from one. And don't misunderstand, I don't believe nor discredit the simulation theory, but if it was real, this is the closest I have been to experiencing it. All this felt like breaking a hypothetically 4th wall.