I woke up and I was lying on the edge of my bed. I turned around to check why the **** am I sleeping that way and I saw
myself sleeping soundly, way too comfortable in my own bed
I tried to mend with my other self, but didn't manage to (like, at first I tried to push my arm into my arm, and when it didn't work I hit "her" a lot

). Then, I started levitating and flew slowly under my bed, but the feeling it gave me was almost as if something dragged me there.
There were some creepy voices around me, like dead people talking, or something.
I think it was a lucid dream, or whatever it's called. It wasn't scary per se, but the mere thought of it gives me chills

I definitely don't want to come back there