It was Holocaust-esque, except instead of stripping Jews down and gassing them, they stripped down seemingly random civilians and pushed them in some sort of pool. It was all tap water, seemingly, because it didn't smell like any familiar chemicals. There was a sort of barrier placed around the pool that didn't allow anyone to get out. We were all intended to drown.
Some people drowned instantly. A few got really scared and soiled themselves. The rest tread to the best of their ability in this disgusting concoction of rotting-people-shit-piss water. Some swallowed water and got horridly sick; most died almost instantly.
There were other forms of torture reserved for those of us who tried to escape the muck; they tied you to a chair and put a spider-gag-esque device into your mouth that stretched the corners of your mouth out impossibly wide, while you watched someone close to you get beaten before you. Another one wasn't used hardly as much: a machine that slowly tore the limbs from your body.
After awhile our captors got bored of watching us be frivolous over "mere water" and tossed in some bugs, some living and some not. Cockroaches, grasshoppers, cicadas, oh God, worms upon worms upon worms upon worms. Carcasses, some swimming and wriggling and wriggling and oh God.
Somehow, we got out. I don't know how. Many of us were infected, and a few of us close to the grave. We'd bound and blindfolded our torturers and set them on their knees before the building they'd kept us in. It was probably early fall, late afternoon, sun shining. Pretty warm, so we didn't even bother finding clothes. We didn't really even care. We were just all so angry and hurt.
I remember one man in particular, around the age of say twenty, decent looking, short-ish hair, a pretty nice body, who, stark naked as we all were, had it really bad. He was pretty pale from the start, but his feet had turned a solid white from the infection, which had flecked up to below his bellybutton, revealing smaller bits of his natural skin color the higher it had gotten. He'd found a long, thin twig and shed the leaves from it, stalking around our captors with it and whipping them as random, so hard that it tore their clothes, and eventually their skin, as we all watched. He said things, I know, things that I don't really remember, but they were hateful and we all kept our silence, letting him speak and act on our behalf.
At one point, he stopped his whipping and pacing in front of a woman, and he kicked her, sneering and all that good stuff, which was when I realized that this binding and whipping and degrading thing had aroused him, and a lot of us, from the look of it, pretty good. He grabbed himself and began to masturbate in from of said woman, calling her a "disgusting bitch" among other things. After a moment or two he let his head fall back and ejaculated all over her face, causing her to start to sob.
That's really all I could remember, besides the fact that if you stuck your hand in a bush, it would come back with a mouse on it, which was pretty irrelevant, but cool. I summoned a buttload of mice just for the sake of doing so. Another thing that I found strange was the fact that, as I was treading water, I thought, "I need to wake up," but didn't become lucid. I knew it was a dream but that hardly affected anything.