Last night I had several dreams, but I only remember parts of them.
In the first dream I was sitting outside a store or gas station in an unknown fictional city with two people who I went to school with in high school.
We were sitting next to a car talking, it seems that we were taking a road trip during the weekend and we were in college.
Some other people we knew from college drove up and we talked to them, then I switched to another dream.
The second dream was about me in a room that looked almost like a movie cinema, I was in there with all the people I graduated with in 12th grade.
We were talking, and the room was a little dark like at a cinema, then a teacher came in the room.
She wore glasses and looked professional, for some reason I had the feeling that she was from France (French), I have no idea why?
There was a big screen on the wall like at the cinema, and she started to play a video.
She started talking but I do not remember what she said, the video menu was in French but she changed it to English.
Someone in the crowd thought the language was Turkish. 😀
When the video started the text was in French again, so she was trying to figure out how to change it to English, but I switched to another dream.
The third dream was in a fictional version of D by the City Hall building, something like a small war or something was about to happen, I can not remember what exactly.
There were people standing around talking, police, news reporters, and military people.
There was a group of people talking one of the people was the teacher from my second dream, she was talking to Pauline Croze in French but the other people in the group spoke English, and so the French teacher and Pauline Croze started speaking English as well.
Something happened and people started running, some ran through the streets and others ran into buildings.
I think that I heard shooting, helicopters, tanks, and stuff like that.
Me, the French teacher, Pauline Croze, and the other people they were talking to all ran into a building that looked like a college building near the Library.
We started to run up the stairs, and outside I heard screams and the sounds of a battle.
Then I switched to another dream.
For some reason she came to my house (but in this dream it was my grandfather’s living room for some strange reason) and started looking at my clothes in my chest-of-drawer, she found a shirt or something and gave me some money for it.
I had the feeling that she did not speak English for some reason, she did not say anything, she just handed me the money and left.
The money was not, it looked a bit like Dollars but different, and it had a 2 on it.
The money was green, but I can not remember the design, then I woke up.
This is the first time that I can ever remember having money in one of my dreams, so this is something new probably, money is super rare in my dreams.
-John Jr 🙂