Wow... The past few weeks it seems I've been having incredibly explicit nightmares. Not the normal kind where you cannot remember. But the kind where I wake up and I look around to ensure that it really was a mere nightmare.
Last night's nightmare was about a somewhat plastic surgery cult. It's not at all how it sounds... The cult leaders would prey upon the insecure outsiders and lure them in, surgerys as bait. I was one of the insecure outsiders and I guess I went in for some kind of consultation, no real idea how I got there, all I knew is that dark mysterious beautiful people surrounded me, outside it looked like a cult meeting place but inside it was very sterile and clean, like an operating room but only much larger and much more populated. I had agreed to let them alter my appearance only something in my head was wrong. The next day I had returned to this twilight. I was laying on the operating table and my gut was telling me to get the fuck off that these people are crazy and they're going to kill you. As the main 'surgeon' turned around to get something, I peered at all the tools at hand and I got up and ran for it! I don't know where I was but the surroundings seemed familiar. There was a fountain and a path with roses, very Alice In Wonderland. As I was running down the path I ran into one of my mere aquaintances that I actually know in real life but for them to be in my dream in absurd. He asked why I was running and if he could come with me. I replied with 'yes'. We together continued to run. I had gone several kilometres by that point yet I could still hear the mob close behind me, so I decided to jump off of a nearby cliff into some water (looked like the murray river) and there was a person slightly on shore down the canyon, I swam over to them, they looked nice. I don't quite remember the conversation that was had but I remember telling her what happened and she ensured me that I made the right choice by running away, that people get lured there and are never seen again.
The cult really were not so much about perfecting beauty rather, killing it. Apparently they would torture you limb from limb. The most sadistic cult.
The nightmare reminds me kind of of Hostel the movie, only much more bizarre.

I had another dream similar the other week only it was all in russian, mind you I don't speak russian, I can't understand it to save my life! Everyone that knows about it has said past life.... It was like the sadistic nightmare only you would get lured into this beautiful house which once you got inside looks like a treehouse and the people luring you in were around 20 years old, fairly young. And they would just torture their victims by slowly taking out their orghans and performing I guess taxidermy and propping the people on sticks inside an indoor type chicken coop, only there were no chickens, again I ran.