Yes, once, when I was a kid I had this "series" of dreams during a whole week more or less. Apparently, Earth went nuts or something, so we were living in a post-apocalyptic scenario where everything was filled with lava. Actually, our "outpost" (Since it looked like it) was a vulcano, so there's it.
The weird thing is that when I would go to sleep the dream would continue from the last point where I woke up before, like an episode. I stopped having the dream when I fell into the lava. It was one of the most bizarre experiences I ever felt in my dreams.
I went down and down in the magma, and I could hear the bubbles too. Somehow I knew I was dead, but I wasn't unconscious, nor feeling any pain. The closest thing I can come by to explain it is that it felt as if I was under the water with my eyes closed. It was somehow different though, it was as if I knew I was sleeping and I knew that if I opened my eyes I'd wake up, so I stayed like that for a while until I couldn't contain my curiosity anymore and opened them, effectively waking up.
I was around 7, 8 or 9 by then.
Now, about the place… we were, as I said, living in some kind of volcano. The entrance was small so you had to kneel to go inside, and there were always some kind of sparks on the floor so it was common to get a burn there. I don't remember how it was inside, though.
Outside, there was some kind of bay made of lava (where I fell and died), and it had some small "islands" (they could only contain 1 person at most) of rock. Sometimes, people would come in some sort of ship and sell/exchange things with our group.
I tried to draw it.
My dream worlds are never really the same, and sometimes they even change in the middle of the dream. There have been a few instances where in the dream I remembered dreaming of the place I was in, but I don't actually have these location recorded in my journal, so it's probably just something that my mind conjures up.
If the locations are based on real life, they're usually warped in some way - hallways, passages and streets are where they shouldn't be, some buildings are mirrored, etc.>>2310
Oh man, that reminds me of a dream I had when I was like 5 or 6 where a volcano was exploding and the world was basically in the middle of the apocalypse. I remember the sky being red/orangeish and my mother, for some reason, digging into the ground with her bare hands. Dream me was panicking at this point and trying to get her to go inside the house, but she just kept digging.
The picture is somewhat similar to my dream, though it was set in a village.