Inspired Insanity of Subconscious Dreams

Lucid dreams, it is a dream in which you know that you are dreaming but you have full control.

But, what is a dream that you know you are dreaming but it is still at the whim of your own subconscious' desires?

Last night I had a dream, it was an odd dream but it had so much in it that I knew and remembered.

Me and my family went to a hotel for some stay that I do not know why.There were a couple of roommates there too.
 All of a sudden the lights flickered and turned black, the words that rang in my ears was; "SCP containments have been breached".

Why in the world were a hotel and an SCP containment unit in the same building? But I only thought of that after the conclusion of the dream. All I did was swear and began researching on what could've escaped.

So far I heard chaos outside and one of the roommates returned but his foot covered in spines. I do not recall of a porcupine SCP but I began to search it up, and for saftey measures that the boy could be infected I locked myself up in the bathroom.

After futile attempts at research I heard chaos and screams fill the building. I fled the bathroom and all the roommates including my mother and sister were missing. I however managed to catch my father who I ran to safety with.

And all of a sudden an SCP (who I presume to be SCP-096 due to its body's appearance and power) who started to attack us. I fled with my father downstairs in a panic but when I reached there I somehow created 4 manifestations of my own subconscious desires to survive.

They were small but powerful girls that attacked SCP-096 at lightning speed and grace. Eventually he was subdued and I managed to escape the building with the 4 girls tailing behind me.

My father and I reached the drive in where I reunited with my sister and mother realizing that my sister had taken my mother to safety.

And that's where it ends...

Was this dream an attempt at perventing me from watching horror videos at night? I don't know...
But it felt as if I was fighting against my own subconscious and at the end I was victorious as I have managed to destroy the nightmare that it had tried to create for me.

But the girls... the four girls who saved me...
Unlike other things created from my subconsciousness these stayed with me, they were glued into the back of my head. I remembered them, I saw them, I knew them...

Even though the dream ended and my eyes still closed my mind kept racing with thoughts and questions of what I had just seen!

After the sounds of reality woke me up, my eyes shot open and I dashed to my computer and the first thing I did was to give the girls life before they were drained from my memory for good.

They were short in stature but not all of them seemed under the age of 16.

I drew them in comparision of me to demonstrate this. Though the drawing was rushed I had to make them breathe life into the world of reality.

The first one was a beautiful elegant young lady covered in blue. She was so beautiful that I was disgusted at myself that I could not recreate her beauty and elegance. She was the first one I had seen too, and with more devotion than the others and had gave off incredible speed that I could not keep up with!

But as I drew her I did not know her name, this and several thoughts and ideas rushing into my head possesing my body to the point I have realized I was not blinking. My mind was in the state of as if that several voices have fused into my brain to the point it should've lead into a state of insanity, and maybe I was insane as I drew this.

During this one of the voices spoke louder than the others, and it kept repeating this one name!
"Eleanor... Eleanor... Eleanor..."

This was her name, my subconsious was helping me into giving these girls life, bringing them to existance!

After I have made her, I started on the second oldest, a girl drapped in red with determination, cockiness, and playfullness somehow all fused together into her face at once!
She as a hyper and playful girl who wanted nothing more than to run around, she was the second I have seen in my dream in which she was not as fast as Eleanor which allowed me to see what attacks she had performed to the SCP.
Her attacks were powerful, but not graceful. She kicked and kicked and each time caused the creature to fly into walls.

As I drew her another name from my own subconsious voice that rang in my mind along with so many but with a bell much larger and louder!
"Anna... Anna... Anna..."

Once again I realized I needed to blink as I continued on the next one.

I did not see her fight, but she was the fourth to appear and the youngest.
Covered in yellow in a puffy dress she whisked me away to safety as she guided me to the outside world.
So child-like, so innocent, she was but a tiny child who was shy and insecure about the world and the people in it. So innocent, so pure...
Another name boomed into my head...
"Elizabeth... Elizabeth... Elizabeth...."
Elize, what a beautiful name for such a beautiful innocent child that was standing right before me. Her eyes so timid and yet innocent, she was but a little thing that wanted to stay with me as close as she could get.

Finally remembering to breathe, I continued on the next one...
She was the third oldest and though she glared at me she held no resentment in her eyes, she didn't move much but she didn't need to.
Her telekinetic abilities removed obstacles in our way of saftey while also throwing tables and chairs at the creature.
Her eyes were strong and her body was elegant and lady-like. She managed to say so much without moving an inch.

I drew her, but I once again scolded myself as I could not draw the strength and power she held in her eyes, the eyes I had seen in my dream.

The voices in my head have begun to fuse together making a mess of sounds created by crowds of people speaking thoughts at once. I knew I had just become truely insane, probably auditory schizophrenia but who knows!? But my subconscious boomed loud like a bomb!

"Holly.... Holly.... Holly...."

And so as I finished my hastly created picture, the voices in my head have come to an end and my mind was still filled with thoughts of my own thoughts!

I had come to such a great realization that I had to write exactly what I was thinking and so this is what this large wall of text is, it is my insane thoughts that had poured in at once. Am I even thinking? What is going on? What are these powerful ideas in my head that seem to be possesing my fingers as I work!?

Is this what happens when someone has become truely inspired!?

Ah... I just realized I needed to blink again...

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Afterwords-

After coming to my senses I begun to look over these characters that were created by my inspiration-induced insanity.

After looking over the four girls and personalities presented by them, I have realized that they were created from the 4 main parts that make up my own personality.

Compassion

Eleanor, the beautiful young lady in blue... She cared for and devoted her life to those around her.
She represented my desire to help those that is within my power and the want to help those that I could not no matter what I did.

Youth

Anna, a childish playful girl in red. She just wants to have fun with those around her and though things may get weird it always ends with laughs.
She represents my inner-personality of a child, that who forgets the world and laughs and jokes with others even to the point it has become an annoyance.

Innocence

Elizabeth, a tiny frail little child in yellow. She's so shy, but also so naive. She's but an innocent girl that believes that there is no true evil the world.
She represents my own innocence that is very strong despite my age. I fear certian things that many people would do and ends up defiling both body and mind. I am so naive, but that's from my own innocence in which this timid and shy child is from.

Solitude

Holly, a young girl in green with eyes that can probably melt steel with its powerful gaze.
She represents my desires of solitude and to be alone. But my mind raced to the point that also had inner wants of being loved and needed. She represents more than solitude but she is probably made up of much more of my own personality than the others.
The desire to be strong...
The desire to be wanted....
The desire to be alone....
A conflicitng manifestation of my own complicated and difficult mind.

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Notes

Eleanor means "Shining light" in english, which is weird as I have imagined her as a english noble woman. Compassion is also compared to as a bright light.
Blue is also the color of wisdom, trust and loyalty, as she is a mother-like figure and compassion is what she represents.

Anna means "grace", as she is a symbol of youth it's possible it is referencing the phrase "Children from the grace of God".
Red is the color of passion and love. Her passion of life and the need to be loved... So much like a young child.

Elizabeth means "My God is bountiful" or "from God" or "Child of God". Which makes sense as innocence is a great belief that many desire. The innocence of an angel...
Yellow is the color of cheer and happiness, but also childishness and warmth. It cannot be more fitting...

Holly simply references the holly bush... but that was not good enough for me. I researched the plant and discovered its meanings. The one that stood out the most was that it is known that the plant remains green despite the season.  A plant that strong could possibly be referencing the strength she held, unmoving, yet those who get near her will feel her wrath.
Another meaning of the bush is "bitter love" possibly referencing her need of solitude due to the mistrust of others.

Green means soothing and healing, I do not think that this is what represents her but rather what she needs. Her mind needs to be healed of the past and her soul must be soothed to trust those around her again.