Haha, what a sick and twisted and hilarious mishmash of dreams!
I'm surprised the resurgence in this thread hasn't included any dreams involving the third trailer.
I've had several dreams myself, but I'll relate two in particular for now.
First dream happened after the teaser.
I've got a fly-on-the-wall POV for the battle between Bane and Batman in the last shot of the teaser.
Bane walks ups the steps, and the camera follows him with Batman in the background looking exhausted.
Then we get the shot from behind Batman and we see Bane's Venom-induced size for the first time.
(Granted, this was before I "found out" how Nolan decided to incorporate the Venom compound.)
So Bane is very, very large, but in that Nolan-esque believable way.
It's nowhere near the Bane from Batman & Robin, that's for sure.
He's actually really fucking scary.
Now they start fighting, but Nolan circles the camera around them so quickly that you can't make anything out.
It's like the first appearance/fight scene of Bats at the dock in BB.
(Contrary to popular belief, I don't see anything wrong with that scene; you're not supposed to see every punch and kick.)
They keep fighting and fighting; everything is soaking wet (as the third trailer proved right).
Then the camera stops when it faces Bane and he's got Bats over his knee...
And in typical Knightfall fashion, something along the lines of "Now, I break you!!!!" was said.
Bane breaks his back. Fade to black.
Second dream was a little more surreal.
I suddenly find myself sitting in a packed movie theater.
For some reason there is a lot of natural light pouring in from the right side of the theater.
It's almost as if there were a series of doors located to the outside on that side of the theater, and someone decided to open them all.
Well, I can't tell what movie is playing yet.
The sound is muffled and the picture seems awfully distorted.
I see these large towering black figures moving around on the screen.
It's like German Expressionism completely out of focus.
But I'm also having a hard time keeping my eyes on the screen; my head keeps forcefully looking down.
Then I manage to look up and see a clear, crisp Batman throw a punch at something still distorted.
Then I'm forced to look down again; I look up a few seconds later and everything is a blur again.
This process repeats for a while, and the only figure who ever comes into focus is Batman.
I never see Bane or anyone else.
Then the movie ends and people are cheering and applauding and the whole theater begins to become distorted.
And that's it for that weird, pathetic dream.
The only morality in a cruel world is
chance. Unbiased. Unprejudiced.
Fair.