I had such a horrible dream last night. I was being held captive by some maniacal dictator who executed people, even children, using elephants. I begged him to spare these two little boys, but he said "No more leniency! They did not follow!" I grabbed one of the children and ran, hiding in a little closet-like room. I crouched down and held on to the little boy I was able to save. I wanted to clamp my hands over my ears, but I couldn't let go of him. I could hear my own sobs and the elephant trumpet as it reared up on its hind legs, but my mind wouldn't let me hear the other child scream. I woke up so sick to my stomach that I thought I was going to vomit. Why couldn't this be one of those dreams that fade into obsurity as soon as you wake up, leaving you with only a vague inkling that you even had a nightmare? God, it was so real...I can still feel the weight of the child in my arms. Has anyone else ever had such a horrific nightmare that just wouldn't let go?