Alright…So, I found this on someones blog.
"Alright…So, I actually had this dream a few months ago, but I still remember it. That's how much of an impact it had on me. I mean, in case you couldn't tell by the last dream I told you guys about, my dreams usually are just strange. It's hard to comprehend them, and most of the time, I just laugh at them. But this dream was actually quite scary…And I don't mean in a way that was laughable afterwards, I mean I woke up sweating and was in a daze for pretty much the rest of the day.
The first half of it consisted of my family and I repeatedly going to this weird isolated restaurant in a cave. The restaurant didn't have any waiters/waitresses, and the food was just sorta left on the table for us. The "restaurant" was more of a cafe I guess, because it only served desserts, mainly cupcakes. Their desserts were incredible, and I often fought with my sisters over them. I suspected that the cafe was run by the "people" that I could sometimes see in the corners. They wore rags and demon masks like the one in the image, their masks were red, though. They would just sorta blend in the background, since there were so many of them, and watch us like hawks. I figured that since my family didn't seem at all bothered by them, that they were the owners of the cafe.
Anyways, at first everything seemed well and grand. Their desserts were great, my family and I always had fun conversations there…It seemed like a nice cafe. A little odd, but nice. But then…something happened. I can't remember this part very clearly, but I think what happened was I had one too many cupcakes. So one of the "demons" came over, reached into my throat, and took my stomach away. Or my taste buds, can't remember which. Anyways, needles too say, I was pretty flipping shocked…But I thought the "demon" was just joking about it, and that he didn't actually do what he just said he did. Since he did really quickly, and I didn't feel anything (Everything was sorta a blur during this part). Not to mention I wasn't y'know, DEAD EVEN THOUGH HE TOOK ONE OF MY VITAL ORGANS.
So, when my family and I walked out of the cafe, I laughed nervously and asked, "Hey, he was just joking, right?" But they just looked at me with serious/confused expressions. I passed it off as them trying to scare me at the time. But the more we went there, the more I wondered if it was actually a joke, or if this place wasPost too long. Click here to view the full text.