A Murder Cult?

I had more dreams but I did not record them and my dreams got interrupted two times by mobile phone calls, and so I barely remember part of two dreams.

Dream 1

This dream took place inside maybe a house, and there was a computer or something with various streaming movies on it and I was looking through the thumbnails et cetera for the movies / videos.

At some point a thumbnail and / or video caught my attention that seemed familiar, it seemed to be a pornographic movie with a European female pornographic actress with light-color skin with yellow hair and a male pornographic actor with dark-color skin with short black hair, and I recognized the pornographic actress and this scene from a video that I saw in a past forgotten dream I guess.

I tried to find the actress’s name and the name of this movie and the other movies that I was partly remembering seeing part of in one or more past forgotten dreams, but I stopped when a family member walked by one or more times and I said something to them.

I tried to remember what the name of one of the movies was, and maybe the name New Breed was one possibility for the name of one of the movies; but that was a wild guess.

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

Dream 2

This dream took place during maybe a somewhat gray day and I was in my parents yard near the swings, and my brother GC was in the yard as well.

On the street that The E House is on I noticed an automobile turning into the front yard of The Abandoned House that looked like our dad’s automobile, I was wondered what was dad doing turning through that yard, and after turning out of the yard a white car pulled into the front of the yard too and a white limousine passed by and the car went to follow it.

I assumed that the white car was escorting the limousine but that was a wild guess.

Then I saw my dad walking into the alley to feed and water the pets, this confused me and I wondered how did he get there so fast, and I wondered if the automobile that I saw had really been his or not.

As my dad was leaving the alley I noticed one or more cars driving through the field by The Abandoned House, and a car that looked somewhat like the new car at The Action Packed House drove into the alley and parked in it across from where I was standing in the yard.

This confused me but I assumed that maybe it was just some people parking there to walk to The Action Packed House, in real life people sometimes park on our street or in the field outside our yard et cetera to walk to that house, which seems to probably have illegal drug activity going on there often and there have been two drug busts there this year alone.

A group of people with dark-color skin got out of the car or cars wearing dress-like clothes with a lot of white tops et cetera, and they started taking guns (at least one of the guns was a rifle that I saw a man checking) and melee weapons et cetera out and checking them like they were about to kill people and they seemed so calm like experienced killers and like a murder cult or something.

Me and my brother GC stood there looking at them, I asked my brother GC what in the world did he think was going on, but he had no idea either.

They obviously did not care if we saw them, for now at least, and I hoped that they would leave us alone but I sensed danger.

I wanted my brother GC to warn our dad, I was not sure if he was inside the house now or still in the yard, and then get inside with our family and lock the door and call the police but I was not able to tell my brother GC this because the group of people walked into our yard toward us to surround us.

I started talking to them and moving to the left to draw them to me, I tried to signal to my brother GC to find our dad and get inside and lock the house and call the police, but he probably could not understand what I was trying to signal to him.

The largest of them was a big and tall man with wild hair and facial hair, and he seemed like the leader or something because he was the only one who talked.

The assumed leader somewhat reminded me of my former male classmate LT, and so I asked him if he was related to LT.

I tried to find any way to peacefully get out of this situation otherwise I planned to sacrifice myself by distracting them and fighting them so that my family had time to hide and call the police, and for the police to arrive.

I kept talking and I tried to seem less and less like a threat while trying to get them to not be a threat to us, my brother GC was out of the circle that they were forming around me as I kept slowly walking them away from the house and from my brother GC.

The sense of danger kept growing and growing, it was a bit like being surrounded by a murder cult from The Purge franchise or something, and I was outnumbered and unarmed.

The group seemed to be waiting on the leader’s command, they were relaxed and ready to start the killing it seemed, and this seemed fun to them probably.

As I kept trying to talk my way out of the situation I was also trying to figure out how to get them away from the house and yard and how to survive in a fight against them long enough to save my family.

I started running various scenarios in my mind to test how long I might survive, my plan was to stay close and use them as shields and use their own weapons against them while killing as many of them as I could while keeping them distracted and far enough away, and I even considered getting them to follow me to The G House so that they could kill me there and I could kill as many of them as I could.

But I accidentally woke up because the sense of danger, fear, dread, being trapped, et cetera got too strong so I accidentally woke up.

The end,

-John Jr

By John Jr

Hello, I am John Jr, welcome.

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