Night of June 9, 1972. Friday. Several false awakenings (and likely real awakenings) occur throughout the night.
Not much drama happens. My dream starts late at night but part of it (or similar scenes) repeat the next morning.
I go into the bathroom late at night or very early in the morning (before dawn). There is a large fictional (rectangular lengthwise) window on the south wall of the bathroom that almost seems more like a poster or enlarged photograph. It implies that our house is on a very high floor of a skyscraper. I look out the “window” and see that many lights are on in the skyscraper across from our “house”. In one window is the silhouette of a person holding up a knife to another person. One even seems to have someone sleeping with a couple letter “Z” shapes above their head.
Behind the door of the medicine cabinet, I am aware that there is a city in “another world”. In that city (which may be Chicago or New York), at night, is a large shaggy monster that wanders about the streets, possibly about twelve to fifteen feet high, but of mostly human form otherwise. I hear it roaring in the distance several times. Even though I am supposedly up high and not in the same “world” as the creature on the other side of the medicine cabinet, I have thoughts about a smaller form of the “same” monster being in this world but somehow invisible and able to move things a bit (but not cause that much damage or trouble). He would always be opposite the distance and such from where the “real” creature is and having the most tactile power the closer to the mirror/portal from “his” side. These thoughts are a bit muddled and ambiguous, though. I think about buying a map of the creature’s route (even though it would likely be a random “route” each night) but I would have to go through the hole in the wall to buy it and am not sure I would even fit through. The monster is likely no real threat (as I am supposedly high up as well as the hole being too small for much of anything to get through), but there is still a somewhat eerie (but not nightmarish) atmosphere.
