Had a dream whereby I attended the funeral of a psychologist which was the student of Carl Jung. The funeral was held in a massive hall in a massive structure whose architecture is of an old English design.
I sit by myself at an empty table. Also for some reason there are exam papers being passed around. Like usual I choose to sit alone and not collaborate.
There is a gap in time but the next thing I remember is that I'm retiring to a room in the back of the hall. Enter the thing. It's really obnoxious. Saying it wants to beat me up, take me out. It looks human. I assume it is one. It wants to provoke me. Have me fight it. This dude bugs me at this public event challenging me to fight but I successfully avoid it.
Eventually I'm back ( cuz i feel safe now) in a forest or garden with my pet elephant ( I've never touched an elephant in real life). But somehow this makes sense. The creature reappears now. For the time being I'm embolden and convinced it will leave because, "I got my elephant with me now bitch. You can't touch me." it laughs and says, "I'm in the shadows now." it no longer has a real face. I forgot to mention than its dusk and almost night now and he is standing under a tree. The facial features are sunken in blackness and the creature is now black. Whatever semblance of humanity is gone. "You cant touch me, you can't hurt me". Its black now, the sun is gone. Somehow I'm back in the room where I was before but now its dark.
I take a few swipes at him but my hand passes thru with minimal resistance. I spend the next bit avoiding the monster while taking swipes at it. Somehow the lights in the room come on. The monster shrieks and takes on the form of a small young boy, who I don't want to hit. Once its back on its feet the fight resumes and it has strength to match mine. Sometimes the light flickers off for a bit and its untouchable for a while but then it's an innocent looking kid that wants to kill me after when the light flickers back on.
Eventually I knock him down and swing a decisive fist at the kid when he is on the ground.
I punched my bed and I'm awake. It felt real but it seems to have passed. What was that /x/?
I've attached a pic of what it was like when it was a shadow. It's not my pic but found it on Google