World 8-1
Strange Dreams

In my latest dream a man came to me searching for the segment of a missing sphere.  I and my roommates in our large, antique, rented house had what he was looking for.  The man was suspicious, but the item in question was not important to us.  I chose to give it to him.  After the man left with the item, three demons entered our home to collect our lives.  One fragile, screaming woman, one slow and fat devourer, and a third, extremely tall female who graphically birthed blood soaked insect-children to feed on our flesh.
Managing to murder the first three, I then noticed our neighbor the hobo undergoing a transformation into a red-fleshed demon in the barn outside.  Warning my roommates, we managed to evade this new threat, and the many of us overwhelmed his attention with our numbers until discovering that the weaknesses of our foes were items representing their one regret or life-long dream in the mortal realm, and when presented with such remembered their mortality, reverted to their earthly forms, and no longer posed a threat.  After defeating our final, homicidal obstacle this way, we retired to our rooms and our loved ones to plot our future survival.