Dream Entry #3: Halloween fair

TW: This dream contains some unpleasant imagery such as mentions of injury/d3ath and nud!7y

I can only barely remember snippets because I kept waking up throughout my sleep so that messed up my memory of it for sure, but here's what I do remember:

Sticking with some random friends/acquaintances of mine, specifically I remember Friend S, we somehow ended up at Acquaintance O's house, who was Friend S's friend, but I've spoken to him only once or twice. His house consisted of some kind of a shed and with a way behind it, where his stuff was. The outside, which I barely saw, was in those halloweeny colours of yellow and brown dusty leaves and grey sky.

I could not enter his place because the entire thing was just a pool in pitch black darkness, yet I still somehow found myself swimming/floating through it. I was floating in the black void, which was supposed to be me swimming with some light coming from the entrance the same way the light from the hallway lights up your dark room through the creek in the door at night and Acquaintance O stood there. We kept talking and I brought up how I don't have any swim stuff with me, so I was n4ked, and he said he does not like people being n4ked in his pool so I swam back up to the entrance, seeing my pile of clothes and reaching for my underwear, yet only the p4nt1es because I did not have a bra on me, swimming back into the dark while putting them on and thinking how that's rather silly because it's not like you can see anything in this darkness anyway. I was watching his dogs and their white silhouettes run around me. He had a lot of them like he had told me. He entered the void himself as we've been constantly talking and I still felt rather awkward because I do not know him that well still and I was worried about coming off as annoying.

As he swam closer to me I was finally able to recognise him fully for my eyes adjusted to the dark. He was wearing the exact same stuff as me and I pointed that out with excitement and he responded with the same energy, but in a mocking way. I saw a shadow of some object in this darkness and stayed focused on it as he turned the lights on. Once he did and the room was lit up we were no longer floating in some pool of black darkness, but just a room, and I saw on the ground by the wall he had a small cute corral with cats! I freaked out and squealed because turns out not only does he have a bunch of dogs, but also cats. He laughed and mocked my excitement again, and even though that was rather passive aggressive, I felt indifferent about it.

However, for some reason I ended up leaving, exiting through the other side around the shed and walking onto the street surrounded by the cold autumn scenery. I walked down the street, looking to the side at the other streets that crossed this one, and seeing some kind of cool equipment standing around like some kind of a fair. After running and seeing it at multiple crossings, I decide to enter a specific one because I need to follow someone? I enter some circus tent, following some person who was walking with a group of teens my age and my French teacher. I walk through the kind of maze-y path inside of the tent because I needed to see something happen. I arrive in the heart of it and am met with a big round room, with my group (maybe my class?) driving around it recklessly on motorbikes and I see my CS teacher there as she stops and drives up to us for I was now standing next to some other people I knew. She slows down as she comes close to us, but doesn't stop as that ends up pushing me against the wall with the wheels pressed against my knees, but I keep smiling and laughing awkwardly.

I look over at my French teacher as he's talking about something, then watch the kids on the motorcycles and watch as they drive into each other, making one of them jump up into the air, however he lands unluckily and falls head first with his neck bending in an unhealthy way. I look away as I feel all of the people around me running up to the kid. The French teacher picks him up and runs out as I follow him, however the guide of the circus leads us into some closed away room as we all desperately try to find a quick way out, and I find a small zipper which opened a small window for extra ventilation, unzipping it because I feel like it might start to get really hot in here.

We end up running out of the circus, walking to the left to some kind of a sandbox, which had wooden planks to sit on so my French teacher, who turned into my dad now, puts the victim down on there next to some girl playing with a needle and yarn by herself really mysteriously. I feel suspicious about her. My dad grabs a needle with yarn as he proceeds to sew the wound on the kid's neck together. As terrifying as all of this sounds, I wasn't too freaked out. I was more concerned about the girl and I say something dubious about her and she smiles and looks at me, as I realise there are yarn strings going through the top layer of the skin on my fingertips. The same way that we as kids used to do, not really painful or anything. I ripped them out quickly and saw how by the feet of my father the same thing was happening but he brushed it off, moving his feet away and ignoring me as I try to tell everyone that she's a damn voodoo or whatever kind of puppeteer witchcraft this is. 

I can't remember anything else so I assume I woke up ultimately somewhere around there.