The only dream I remember clearly enough to recount I had when I was maybe 4 or 5. I entered a castle kind of like the one in Mario Kart and was walking down a red corridor somewhere in the castle and it had all of these black bin bags floating at the sides. As I walked down the corridor fire started coming from the bags and I somehow knew there were dragons in the bags. I then woke up and spent the rest of the night in my parents bed.