The dream began with me, sitting in a dirty van, traveling with a herd of con artists and vagabonds, settling in a semi-desolate town. I then found myself working at a performance theater, sorting costumes and props that were covered in a mysterious fungus like mold that i eventually found out was the source of the disappearance of former employees after being hospitalized for schizophrenic symptoms.

What made the situation worse was that Sofia (an actual person I once knew from college who was a pathologically manipulative person) came to town to work at the higher ups at the same theater. Not long after when I developed the courage to quit the job, there were screaming, explosions and people running in panic. I found out that there were Shoggoth-like monsters destroying the building.

I couldn't remember what happened when I fatally came too close to one of these globulous horrors, but when I came to, I soon found myself at a narrow shaped house that smelled of rotting roses. Ironically, it was an antique house, but everything in the house was controlled by phone and the web and everything was both a fusion of biological and technical substances.

The fridge was oporated by human flesh being jolted with electricity in its system and it was lock and protected by disembodied mouths with millions of small razor sharp teeth.

All of this was so horrifying, I felt like I needed to get drunk after the experience. but every liqueur bottle was also laced with grounded glass.

I went to the backyard, outside, and every greenery was being consumed by this fungus that behaved like a weed draining every plant and grass.

I woke up and my heart rate was 99/126.

Did this dream meant anything? If so, then what?