My Former Classmate JC Takes Hostages | Wanting To Go To Golden Corral

Dream 1

I forgot most of my first dream because when I woke up to try to voice record my dream I did not feel like getting out of bed because I was so comfortable and so I accidentally went back to sleep several times, I had one or more false awakening dreams where I thought that I voice recorded my dream while laying in bed, but those were just false awakening dreams; and so that caused me to forget most of this dream, and I had another dream when I went back to sleep the last time so that also caused me to forget even more of this dream unfortunately.

All that I can remember of this dream now is that it took place during the day at a fictional place that had a college, store, and airport with the college and store being connected but the airport was separated by a tall metal fence with barbed wire (the circular kind) at the top of it for security reasons; and earlier in the dream during a forgotten part of the dream I remember talking with my former male classmate JC who was at the college/store as well.

At the end of the dream I was inside the college/store with other people (students, workers, et cetera) when my former classmate JC entered the building with a gun probably, maybe he shot/killed some people but I can not remember, and he took us all hostage; and he was looking/acting strange, numb/mostly emotionless/like someone with nothing left to live for except murdering some other people before dying, and he did not really talk much.

I remember some of us trying to talk to him and talk him out of it (I was confused because earlier he seemed/acted normal enough, and so I assumed that he was just hiding whatever it was that was tormenting/bothering him earlier) but it was not working, I can not remember what happened mostly during this part of the dream, but at some point my former classmate JC somehow got distracted maybe (maybe he was killing some people or ranting or something like that); and some of us sneaked away, and we ran for our lives into the store area until we reached the back of the store in the warehouse-like area where customers are not supposed to go.

We ran outside through the exit door in the area at the back of the store where customers are not supposed to go and the tall metal fence with barbed wire at the top that protected the airport was there, and so we started climbing the fence to reach the airport to continue running for our lives and call for help; and oddly we saw no security guards even though there was a tower-like building by the fence, and I guess they did not see us yet either.

I wanted to cautiously/slowly bend the barbed wire down safely so that we could climb over it but the others were so afraid and panicking so much that a woman with whitish colored skin with yellowish colored hair who was climbing the fence on my right side started pulling the barbed wire down wildly, and some of it hit me as I tried to tell her to do it slowly/cautiously to avoid injuring someone; and fortunately I did not get injured by it surprisingly.

The woman did not listen to me and she told me that all she cared about was surviving so we all wildly climbed over the bent barbed wire to the other side of the fence, and we continued running for our lives toward the main airport building to call for help; but I woke up.

Dream 2

All that I can remember of the second/last dream is that it took place in a fictional city where most of my family and I were vacationing but I can only remember part of the end of the dream, after a day of vacationing we returned to our hotel during the night, and I remember going to be bathroom.

I wanted to go to Golden Corral before we leave the city but we were probably going to leave in the morning without making any stops, so going now was probably my best option, but I was taking a bath or shower and I was still not hungry from eating earlier in the dream; and I was not sure if Golden Corral was still open or not.

I remember asking my mom if Golden Corral was even open still, it was about 10:00 PM in the dream, and my mom was not sure so I was going to call them; but I stopped to think about this because I was still not hungry after eating earlier, but I really wanted to some of their desserts (like their carrot cake, which they did not have the last time that I went in real life, they were supposed to make some carrot cake but they never did before I left even after I waited).

As I was thinking about this I woke up.

The end,

-John Jr

2 replies on “My Former Classmate JC Takes Hostages | Wanting To Go To Golden Corral”

Hello Flynn,

Interesting, there are no Golden Corrals where I live, and so the only time that I used to get a chance to go to one was when my family used to go on vacation.

So that must have been the commercial that was on television the other day, I saw a Golden Corral commercial going off, and so/but I missed it.

The carrot cake was good the last time that I went there and the dessert selection was better than what is available at the few buffets that are somewhat near where I live (in other cities mostly, there is only one buffet in the city where I live I think, a Chinese-style buffet; we used to have a Ryan’s buffet restaurant but it closed down (it was the worst Ryan’s that I have ever been to unfortunately)), desserts are important to me 😀 , and so I like restaurants/buffets that have a nice selection of desserts. 😉

The best selection of desserts that I have ever seen at a buffet was at a casino buffet that I took my brother GC to when he graduated from college, I wish that I could have taken one of each dessert home with me, it was like a dream buffet (so many desserts in nice small sizes); it was painful having to leave without getting to try most of the desserts, and without being able to take samples home with me (I even daydreamed about it sometimes). 😀

Thank you for commenting Flynn. 🙂

-John Jr


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