So last night I had 3 of the weirdest dreams I’ve probably
ever had in my life in succession. I can’t remember specifics as it’s
damn near impossible to remember details of dreams but I’m going to do my best
to write them all down.
Dream #1
It starts off with me watching either a show or a movie
starring myself as a middle aged woman with a little daughter, no more than 8
or 9. She (the daughter) has a male friend around the same age that I do not
approve of and I do everything I can to break up their friendship. When
everything fails, I send the girl off to live with her aunt (or another woman,
I’m not really sure who she was) but surprisingly her friend follows her to the
new house to continue their friendship by him sneaking up to her window where
they meet in secret. This is where things get weird. During one of
the meetings, a strange figure snatches the girl out of her room through said
window. I now become the friend and am following this figure trying to save her.
The whole thing has the vibe of an old 1970’s horror movie, so there is a
certain level of fright in my system at this point. After following this figure
through all kinds of alleyways and different areas (can’t remember them
specifically), I’m led to this group of teenagers who all have this sort of
sinister, menacing look on their faces, but more importantly the girl is
nowhere to be seen. The teenagers don’t say a word but an image of the girl
appears in thin air along with the words “this girl is going to die because her
parents inappropriately touch her.” Now completely filled with fear I run back
to the house where she was kidnapped from to make two very interesting discoveries.
One, the girl was never kidnapped. When the figure snatched her out of the
window, it quickly placed her on the roof of the house, and once I got back
there I was able to rescue her. Remembering the threat that she was going to
die, I was filled with this ominous
feeling wondering what exactly was going to happen to her. The second discovery
was that the teenagers weren’t as menacing or as sinister as they would have me
believe but they were behind the mysterious figure that snatched her. The truth of their identity was they were just trouble makers going
around to different neighborhoods doing the same thing to different kids just
to mess with people. Once they got a sense of how scared I (the friend) was, they were
satisfied with their job and they all decided to go about their business. Me being
the friend was still shaken up by all the events, but me being the spectator of
this show/movie couldn’t help but conclude that this was really good television. End
of the 1st dream.
Dream #2
I’m now the father of the little girl that was “kidnapped” and
the friend has inexplicably become her brother. After talking to her I find out
that her being trapped on the roof of the house has severely traumatized her. Now
hell bent on revenge, I make my way to the high school where these teens are. I
don’t really know how I knew they’d all be in the gymnasium but I did, and I
walked up to one of them and sprayed him in the face with some sort of chemical
that burned his skin. The funny thing about this was there were other kids in the
gym but they didn’t seem to pay me or his screams of agony any sort of attention…
maybe because I did this near a delivery truck that was parked in the middle of
the basketball court. As the kid was lying there screaming, I headed back towards
an elevator very nonchalantly. As I’m walking the other kids within that same
trouble making group try to stop me with no luck at all. I literally brush them
all off with ease as I make my way to a female member of that group and spray
her in the face as well. I leave the school and find myself transported to a car
heading towards their “headquarters” with a detective driving. I’m sure there were
some details before that but I can’t really remember them. The only thing I do
remember about that car ride was being consumed with this sense of rage. Once
we get there I ring the bell and one of the teens answers. We engage in some
sort of banter before I let her know that I’ve bought a detective there to
arrest everybody in the house but before she could be hauled off I let her know
that the reason why I was able to find their headquarters was because one of
the members of the group betrayed them to help me (which may or may not have been true), and I told her this because
I wanted to see the look of anger on all their faces. What makes this dream weird
was the fact that this group wound up being a part of a much larger group of
people that caused trouble, which included John Travolta and John Leguizamo, that
the cops had been looking for for a long time. End of the 2nd dream.
Dream #3
I’m now the arresting detective that bought in all those teens, and somehow become a protector of the family that went through the
ordeal in the 1st dream. All the kids involved are sentenced to exactly
50 years in jail, but for the sake of getting full closure from the ordeal, I
(mind you I’m the detective now) am in charge of moving the family out of state
so they can start over, out of fear that someone may try to seek revenge on
them. Unfortunately before all that can take place, a mysterious woman starts running ad campaigns to try to get the teens out of jail. It is unclear
whether she is another cop, a lawyer or somebody different all together. Scared
that she may actually succeed in getting them all released, I set out to do my
own investigation to try to find out who the hell this person is. My search
leads me to a strip club which she happened to be closely tied to. After asking
around for information on this woman, I was attacked by a gang of her personal
guards and thrown out. Then out of nowhere she appeared before me and explained to me our
history (to which I can’t remember… sorry), which lead to a massive shootout
between us. Her bodyguards opted not only to stay out of it but didn’t run for cover
or anything. They, including nearby pedestrians, all went about their business as
me and this woman tried very desperately to kill each other. The shootout
lasted for about two minutes, including me shooting her at point blank range
with a 12 gauge shotgun multiple times, yet nobody was hit. End of the 3rd
dream.
I can’t really remember anything after that. That’s when I
woke up with the biggest ‘wtf’ in my head. "1189"
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