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Getting Shot By Viola Davis With A BB Gun

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Dream 1

This dream took place inside a large hotel and a convention was going on, and there were celebrities there.

At some point I got very comfortable around some of the celebrities, and I started doing something that is not like me and I started to goof / joke around with some of them.

I remember picking up a small foam American football, and throwing it weakly at Viola Davis as a joke and it hit her in the back.

Ms. Davis did not like this at all and did not take the joke well, and so she threw it back at me angrily and I let it hit me.

This was not enough revenge for her so she did something else to me, that was not enough for her, and so she grabbed a bb gun rifle and she shot me in the hand with it and finally that was enough revenge for her.

The bb gun shot to the hand hurt more than I had expected and at least two of my fingers started to swell immediately, and Ms. Davis walked off angrily.

As I walked off I saw some female celebrities playing American football (Ms. Davis had possibly been playing with them until my interruption) and oddly they had their hair and makeup and clothing looking like some characters from the movie A Wrinkle In Time (which I have never seen).

One of the women among them was actually in that movie, and this woman was Oprah Winfrey who was playing football with the other female celebrities.

I then started to walk away to find my hotel room and to deal with my swelling hand, and I tried to reach the 3rd or 4th floor.

Along the way there was a woman (maybe a female celebrity) walking ahead of me trying to reach an upper floor as well, we reach the 2nd floor, and as she headed to the elevator or down a hallway I decided to stop for a moment so that she did not think that I was following her or anything.

But that is all that I can remember of this dream.

Dream 2

This dream took place during the day at a multi-story hotel and my parents were possibly there too.

At some point in the dream I got lost in the hotel, which happened recently in real life at the hotel we were staying at during our work trip, and I remember taking the elevator to different floors trying to find our hotel room.

The elevator was glass and when you got inside it moved along the outside of the building oddly, and so you could see things outside which was pretty amazing.

The elevator moved very fast and I got motion-sickness when I started looking around and noticing how fast it moved, I could see the nearby hotels, and I even saw some of their names which were well-known nicer hotels like maybe Hilton and several others.

At some point I found the correct floor and the hotel room, I needed to urinate, and so I walked inside and maybe I saw my parents and maybe a few others inside the very large hotel room suite.

I walked past several rooms until I reached the bathroom but I possibly did not urinate because something possibly distracted me or got in my way, but I can not remember.

The dream became movie-like and a movie was taking place, and in this movie (which was possibly taking place in the dream world itself) Jeff Goldblum was playing the owner of this hotel and he acted like a more grounded but still weird version of his character The Grandmaster from the movie Guardians Of The Galaxy Vol. 2.

At some point we went outside and Mr. Goldblum started talking to people from the top of a wall, and a little girl with light-color skin with long yellow hair started asking him questions.

At some point Mr. Goldblum turned into a werewolf or something, and I remember stopping and saying how this movie was really getting even more over-the-top / ridiculous.

But I woke up shortly after this.

The end,

-John Jr

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