I woke up in the middle of the night again remembering my dream. That's the second night in a row. I don't think I've remembered my dreams two nights in a row in years. This time, I didn't write it down immediately, so my memory of it is kind of fuzzy after going back to sleep.
I was some kind of space faring explorer. We were exploring the sun, when we came upon a city in a gaseous giant's ionosphere. <fuzzy part i don't remember> The next thing I remember is being being probed and fucked, pardon my swearing. It was non-consensual, but I was enjoying it. <fuzzy part i don't remember> And then I was in a room with the doors barricaded and members of the alien race were running down the hall and trying to break through the obstruction to get to me. I don't remember why. That's when I woke up.
Two awful strange dreams in a row.