I was literally just browsing /fg/ on uboachan in my dream, I kid you not. I had dug in to a lot of older posts on /fg/ I hadn't seen before where most of everything was incomplete, but I found one "joke" game that was just someone's completed fangame with a troll chipset.
I downloaded it and by accident, replaced the chipset with a really pretty one that magically filled all the requirements for the chipset because dreams are strange. Everything in the chipset is pastels and there are a lot of flower themes.
The game opens on a screen where your only option is to go up into razor wire and get your legs cut off and then it resets, and you do it again. You go up several times until the character is dragged by some unseen force to the title screen. And on the title screen the girl just sits there and dolls march toward her from both sides and disappear when they reach her. The final set of dolls has a somewhat mangled toy dog face on them.
When you hit new game and someone walks up to you and says its time to go home, so your character gets up and begins walking home, and this part of the dream gets really hazy because supposedly it's still a game, but I've switched to my "real world" perspective.
On my way home I talk to a 7 year old kid and… accidentally bring him home with me. That's not suspicious at all, no way. Thanks, dreams.
So, at this point I had accidentally brought like a 7 year old to my apartment that I double lock the front door to (because at one point someone through rocks in and nearly killed me, so I'm some paranoid hikkikomori)
The kid sees the state of my life and tries to teach me life lessons and stuff but I'm not buying it. To prove a point he goes into the back yard over my balcony and fucking fights the neighbor's goat. Me being the asshole I am, set a 10 minute alarm because I don't intend to watch, and if the alarm goes off and he's not back he's probably dead, I assume.
But I watch him the entire time and the fight takes long enough that the fucking alarm goes off while I'm watching and I look at it and then up to the kid and it puts me at unease.
And since dreams are inconsistent, the balcony is now a window at ground level and goat is dog. He pushes the 'dog' closer to the window and I start assisting in the fight and eventually tell it "hey goat," (Why does the goat have dog paws? It only occurred to me when I woke up.) "I'll trade you to get (boy's name that I forgot) back by showing Post too long. Click here to view the full text.