I'll post the dreams here, but a TLDR first: Basically, I've seen this man/demon figure in three dreams now (well saw him twice and had him call me once). The first two dreams were similar, or a continued story, and the third one was different. The first two happened when I was younger, a few years apart, and the third happened in adulthood. Also of note: the first two dreams have no relation to what my life is like while I'm awake, unless otherwise stated.

The dreams:

The first one, I was a child living in a city, being driven to a church; I was stressed because I was late for choir practice, so as soon as the car stopped I ran to the church as fast as I could and made it before they closed and locked the doors (which I knew they would do for some reason). So I bust in the front doors and make my way to the front, and as I look to my right there's this man sitting in the pews who just... creeps me out. He looks at me, stands, tips his hat, and says "madam" with the eeriest smile I've ever seen. He has a cane and us wearing a black suit. I think nothing of it aside from being creeped out, get to the front of the church, and wake up.

This dream begins the exact same, but it is a continuation of the previous dream because I'm late to choir practice "again". Only this time I don't make it before they close and lock the doors- so I have to enter through the rear, through the basement doors. I get to the doors, and have to army crawl through this dirt tunnel: around each corner is something odd (around one corner was my dog itching herself covered in bandaids, which I had dreamt of before), or a candle in a small alcove to light my way. When I get through and into the basement and head to the stairs that lead to the main church area, I get stopped by three figures: an old woman, a monster, and the creepy man from before. Basically to keep it short they start chanting and levitating and rotating around me in a circle, eventually getting so fast there's wind and I have to cling to the stairs so I'm not swept up- then I wake up.

The third and final dream the details aren't super relevant because they aren't a continuation of the previous two dreams- basically I'm at a hotel with my boss and coworkers (true life event), there's rubber ducks and water flowing out of all the cabinets, and I get a phone call: I know instinctively that it's the same man from the previous two dreams. All he keeps saying is "One more, one more" over again- I freak out and tell my boss I can't work because there's ducks and water everywhere and I have a stalker, he doesn't want to listen, we argue and then I wake up.

Yall, I am halfway convinces that I will die the next time I dream about this man. I'm pretty sure that's what "one more" meant, it's so creepy! I don't even know IF I'll dream about him again, but I'm pretty sure that's when I'll die if I do 😂

Anyway, thoughts??