I had a dream that was a mix of Clock Tower, Silent Hill, Chtulhu and a school trip. Suprisingly, everyone was in fact having lots of fun. Even when that tentacle-monster broke half of the mansion, and we had to sleep under the stars in our bedrolls. Then I became sad because I realized one of my best highschool friends was sleeping in the same bedroll as my high-school crush (my biggest ever), and I woke up.
Then I pondered how disturbed I have to be to dream of all that stuff altogether and not making it a nightmare.