I rarely have a nightmare. But I have one memorable nightmare that I had when I was very young. It is still quite clear.
I was in a building room, and I was holding my mom’s hand tight. The room was filled with heavy red fog. I only could see my hand which held my mom’s hand tight. I might hear my mother’s voice. She tried to escape the room but when we found the exit, but it kept connecting other rooms. I could not see her face, but I could hear her panting and out of breath. I was crying and almost dragging from her. And I lost her hand. I was rooted to the spot. I screamed and wailed.
I remember this dream as a first viewpoint. I could not look back in the dream but maybe I can put the puzzles of my dream together when I recreate the place with VR experience.