DILD

I'm in a hotel room with my brother. The place feels awfully familiar, so I figure I am dreaming. I smile and point out to my brother how the room looked a lot like one my parents would sleep in whenever we were visiting our grandmother. He laughs and agrees, pointing out that it is really a dream. I start pointing out mixed up elements or misplaced things. He seems not to able to see some of them. For example, there were white speakers on a nearby table. He claimed to see a black one and a white one. We were chatting and checking out the dream room when the door opened and in came Mel Gibson. He was bearded and grinning in a crazed way. For some reason, I couldn't remember his name.

I will him to disappear, but it wouldn't work (maybe because I didn't remember his name?). I insist, but he just keeps on standing and grinning crazily at us. I push him through the door out of the room and order him to stay away. Moments later, he creeps back in and stands staring again. I keep pushing him in and he'd keep returning. I tried closing the door but he'd open it. Finally, I held the door and he'd try to pull it open. It was really creepy, even if nonsensical. I apparently made him give up when I held the door long enough, but anyway I woke up moments later.