I recently had the most film-like dream with multicolour details that I have ever experienced. It came about 2 weeks after my dream of having an erection (see earlier in this forum).

In my vivid dream I find myself in a bright and spacious basement. There is hay on the floor. The basement/cellar is a place where a serial killer keeps his victims before he slaughters them. Locked in the basement is a man and I (i'm a woman). I do not know who the man is, only that he is to be murdered.

The basement is underground, but at the ceiling which is at ground level there is glass. We can look out through the glass and see the feet of the serial killer while he walks on the surface, but nobody can look in and see us. It is made of one-way see through glass. I know that loads of people have been killed in this basement before. We are terrified. I say to my fellow-prisoner: “- I knew there was an underground basement here already when we walked on the surface because I could feel that the ground was hollow under our feet when we walked on the pebbles.”

The basement walls are covered with planks. Suddenly I realize that it is possible to grab hold of the nails in the planks and just pull them out with my fingers. I start to strip the wall under the glass-window of planks. After a while you can see the soil behind the planks and I start digging. I dig a hole big enough for us to crawl out. The moment we crawl up through the ground I realize that there are “sensors” that tell the serial killer exactly what we are doing and that he knows that we are about to escape. The chase is on. We start to run from there. All of a sudden we know that it is an entire religious sect that are after us, reporting to the killer. We walk and walk and they are looking for us everywhere. The father of the serial killer, a big man in a car, is sent out to find us and bring us back. He is cruising around on a look out. We reach the area where my parents live and I see my parents house.

I think that if I just ring the bell and tell my father that we are followed and about to be killed he will not listen to me. Therefore I decide to ring the bell and scream at the top of my lungs “AAAAAAAA”, so that my father will not start talking, but instead keep quiet and realize that something serious is about to happen. I do that, but my father ignores my scream and just starts talking, and talking – not letting me get to the point. The serial killer father who is on the look out for us is parking his car just on the corner of my parents house. My father just tells me to be quiet and gets into some long-winding story. I should be scared, but I just feel furious. He never lets us into the house and this whole scene takes place in our front yard. If it was very bright in the basement, it is very dark outside my parents house like if the dream covers on whole day of events.

Wow, what imagery!

I think this dream may be about feeling ignored and demanding to be heard. Perhaps you feel you have been sticking up for yourself in a particular situation, but no one else is backing you up.

Also, the killers could represent that shadow part of yourself that is trying to kill that other part of yourself that is more independent. You escape the killer at the end (at least my assumption) and that's a postive sign. You may have to depend on yourself more and less on athority figures, who I sense have let you down on more than one occasion.

Comments about serial killer dream

Hi and thanks for your comments.

Personally I have been thinking that it could be an animus dream since the dream contains the “faceless” man in the basement about to be killed, an entire sect following me, the serial killer and the serial killer dad. I have managed to read in a Jungian book that it is not uncommon that animus is represented by a mob or a collective of men, sometimes hostile, negative or faceless. I know that soil, pebbles and plank are symbols of death (or burial) and thinkt that our escape out of the ground is kind of a “rebirth”. I have also heard that sects could represent negative or bigot or limiting thoughts or values that influence your life. My rescue of the (very passive) male from the serial killer and the basement could be a rescue of a male side or attribute in me. Many people had been killed in that basement before, and that could represent that usually this male side is “killed” but this time it got out.

I don’t know. It does seem plausible, but I am still not sure what that “male side” would be, what the sect/negative thoughts would represent and what the serial killer and his dad is all about – translated into my life. It is possible that it is both a shadow and an animus dream but then I am definitely lost and do not know what represents what! I only know that I usually need other people and input before I finally “see the light” and understand what a dream was all about.

Good work!

Male in me

Hi, well I have hade a god ponder now. I relize that nothing is as simple as it seems.

The “male side” of a person is supposed to be courage and baldness – contrary to waiting and passiveness. I have long pondered what that is supposed to mean to me, personally. I am usually heard and seen. My wishes are usually obeyed. I have come to think that the dream is more subtle than the obvious. Of course I am heard and obeyed, but I have to work an awful lot to reach there. An unproportional amount of my time is spent “lapdancing” – i e selling good ideas to people that should really see the obvious and that the idea is good with out me wiggling around. So much could be done if I was just alowed to do it, instead of explaining it first. The dream could be about me seeing the subtle but obvious truth.

My bosses might love me, but there is a catch. I am a beautiful girl and they cannot keep aside my person from my work. I must protest. I am the best producer and worker they have ever had, but my view of my faith is different from where their look on where we are standing. My boss even said, “it was time for him to get a younger, smarter wife at his position, one suiting him in his new position” and hinting at me. Their fantasy about my person get all entangled with the facts and sub-consciously I am fed up, although in conscious life I am so f-ing use to it, I hardly notice it. It gets complicated, but so is a dream.

Stupid ideas (sects) and male energy (boldness and courage) clash in a dream about getting out.