A lilla' nightmare, I'd say

Dream: I walking along some hallway of some train. It was very dark in there. The carpet was coloured grayish red. Then I was in some sort of a kitchen with a lot of tables and toasters. I was there with some other person, smakcing down long-legged thin spiders with black shoes. The situation was very frightening.

Then I was in the train again. Some extremely scary looking guy told me to go to shower and then he left. I looked myself in the mirror and saw a middle-aged man, either black or white, with a tiny untrimmed beard.

Then I was in a some sort of a jungle. It looked very badly drawn. There was some bird flying around and I kept watching how it flew all over the place.

Analysis: Well, analyzing the dream's content and feeling, it was a nightmare. But as I might have said some time ago, this whole studying of dreams has readlly made me immune to the emotional effects of having nightmares. It was a nightmare, but it wasn't scary, funny. :-P