This dream took place during the day in a fictional city and I was with my mom, my brother GC, and my brother KDC and / or my brother TDC.
We were walking outside across maybe a small field by a street, this area reminded me of the area near the McDonald’s on B Street in the city of LC, and we saw a white and black cat.
My brother KDC or TDC tried to pet the cat but it bit him lightly, but the cat did not bite my brother GC and I when we tried to pet it.
Then we found a small doll-like child who was possibly from India (Indian), this child had doll-like limbs that did not match or fit and that were loose and could fall off, and maybe its head even fell off but I can not remember.
I helped put the child’s limbs back on, some of the child’s young siblings walked over, and I carried the child back to the child’s house as the siblings led me there.
The house was in the field, it was a one story house with a small front porch so it was raised off the ground some, but the back door possibly had old concrete or something that led up to it.
I went inside with the children, the mother or grandmother was inside but she probably could speak little to no English, but the children probably could speak English.
We were thanked and welcomed inside the house, it was a bit rough and simple, and there was a puddle of water in broken sunken concrete underneath some fish tanks (aquariums) with fish in them; and in the puddle were some fish from the fish tanks, and I even saw two fish flopping on the floor because they had jumped from the puddle.
I picked up the fish to put them back in the water, the fish looked and felt and moved in a realistic way, and the children were talking to us and showing us around.
I felt bad for the doll-like child, and I wanted to get the child some better fake body parts that fit properly.
The family was obviously poor and so I wanted to see how else that I could help them, but I woke up.
This dream took place during the night and I was inside a fictional house that was raised off the ground with a small porch with wooden stairs where I seemed to be living with most of my family in a small housing-like complex, and we had a few houses or apartment houses near us.
At some point I went to close the glass sliding doors to the porch, some large orange plastic things were blocking the opening so I had to move those first, and as I was doing this a male neighbor with dark-color skin with black hair wearing dress clothes was returning home and was walking to his door when he asked me to come help him with a printer problem.
For some reason I left immediately without telling my family first, I probably thought that it would not take long, and the male neighbor led me into his house.
He said that his girlfriend was trying to figure out how to set a certain setting on the printer that would allow her to print either on leather and / or in a certain mode that would cause the printer to print in a certain way (maybe dots or something like that), and as he led me inside his dimly lit house I asked various questions trying to help me figure out how to troubleshoot this problem.
He showed me where the printer was and he walked into another room where I could not see him as he continued talking to me, I possibly figured out how to reach this setting and what it was called, but then I learned that the neighbor knew and / or worked with law enforcement and he had called the police on me because he was trying to frame me for a crime that he had committed in his house.
There was a brief conversation between us and I figured out a way to counter his framing attempt, and so he had to try to quickly figure out how to counter me.
I heard voices further inside the house, and he yelled for them to leave now because the police were coming and that his plan had failed.
Some people ran by me to escape, they called him master or something like that and offered to lie for him to the police to continue his attempt to frame me, but he told them to continue running and he would figure something else out.
I stood there having a stare down with the neighbor as he tried to figure out how to probably stop the police from coming inside the house and discovering his crime, I was trying to figure out what he was going to do so that I could counter it, but I woke up as I possibly stepped outside to wait for the police as I tried to figure out what crime he had committed and why he was trying to frame me (I assumed that he had killed someone, and that he was framing me because I was the first person that he saw and I was a neighbor).
I did not record this dream after waking up so I have forgotten most of it, but I think that it involved maybe a family from India (Indian) who were outside and / or inside during the day and they asked me for help with their printer so I was helping them with a printer problem.
But that is all that I can remember of this dream.
2 replies on “A Doll-Like Child | Printers & An Attempted Framing”
IT problems can get pretty complicated.
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Hello David Davis,
Yeah, sometimes time-consuming, and sometimes they can be so random.
Thank you for commenting,