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Playing Practical Jokes On / At A College Building

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I forgot all of my dreams last night except for part of one dream that I can barely remember, the dream took place over the period of several days/weeks/months with jumps in time, and it took place in a fictional LC-like city at a fictional M-like college that I was attending along with some of my former classmates like DH / JC / MT / JB / DS / et cetera.

I remember having one or more classes on one or more days at a college building that seemed to be combined with a narrow multi-story house that was in a hidden area of the building, and I went to this hidden house-like area one or more times during the dream; and this hidden house-like area seemed like it was a physical representation of part of my brain/mind where certain old memories are stored, and so this house-like area was very comfortable to me & I wanted to explore the old objects/memories hidden inside it.

This hidden house-like area was so hidden that I could not find it directly usually, I usually would found it by accident when searching for it and/or when a teacher/professor would send me to get something somewhere else in the building, but unfortunately I can not remember much about it; but I do know that it was old & a bit dusty & mostly made of wood, and one of the upper floors was like an attic with a window as probably the only source of light & this is where some old objects/memories were stored.

I usually did not get to spend much time in the hidden house-like area because usually a teacher would call me back to class or whatever, I forgot to mention some other things about this college building: this college building had mostly teachers & students who looked & sounded like they were from one or more countries in Asia, one or more hallways had a few apartment/dorm-like rooms where people could hangout/relax & maybe live, and this college building had several floors with lots of rooms & various areas.

I can not remember any of my classes that I went to in the dream but I know that one or more of my teachers were women, and at some point probably during the summer semester or during the end of a semester after we finished our classes or during a break between semester my former classmates JC/DH/MT/JB/DS & I would sometimes go back to that college building where we had most of our classes; and we would play pranks or practical jokes on teachers/et cetera for some odd reason, which is not like me/us at all, but fortunately we only did small/minor pranks that I can not remember.

There were time jumps over an unknown period of time with us playing pranks on/at the college building during each of these time jumps, it seemed that this was a tradition of ours to meet every-so-often to play pranks on that same college building, and I remember part of one of the days that we played a prank on that college building.

I think we all met up as part of our tradition on the college campus somewhere & talked about what we were going to do/what pranks we were going to try & we talked about other things and we drove to a parking lot not far from the college building, we walked to the college building, we went to the hall with apartment/dorm-like rooms to hangout/hide in one of the rooms using it as our temporary headquarters/hiding spot between pranks, and we started doing pranks around the building together & we would hide in one of the apartment/dorm-like rooms and/or somewhere else in the building.

At some point we split up to do our own pranks around the building alone and I also went looking for the hidden house-like area but I could not find it, at some point some of the teachers/workers/et cetera go tired of our pranks and they called for campus security to come stop us, and so we met up in the building again to decide what to do; and we decided to play hide & seek with the campus security because they were not very good at their jobs, and we had fun doing this but at some point the campus security called the police.

We got scared at this point and we ended up having to split up to run & hide as the police/campus security/teachers/workers searched for us/chased us around the building, and things go so bad that we were not able to meet up again to escape together; and so I ran around trying to avoid getting caught while trying to find the others to come up with an escape plan.

I could not find them and I could no longer keep avoiding getting caught for long, so I decided that I would escape back to the parking lot, but before I could leave the building an almost over-weight female student with whitish colored skin with long blond colored hair asked me if I was looking for my friends (I hesitated for a moment to decide if I could trust her & I felt that I could) & so I said yes; and she said that she saw some of them still running/hiding, and so I asked her to give them a message if she saw them again & she said that she would give them a message.

My message was something like: “We need to escape, leave the building to the parking lot where we parked and/or a certain spot that we often meet, I will be there waiting for you; and once we are all there we should drive away from the college campus.”.

I thanked the woman, who I think probably was in one of my classes and/or we would see each other in the halls on our way to our classes, and I escaped the building; and I ran back to the parking lot where we parked, but none of the others were there.

I got into my automobile to wait briefly, then I drove to several spots where we would often meet but they were not there either, and then I drove not far from the back of the college building hoping to see some of them escaping the building eventually; but I heard police sirens coming in the distance, and so I was going to wait only briefly & then drive away from the college campus alone but I woke up.

The end,

-John Jr

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