This dream took place at a larger, somewhat fictional version of The E House that my mom’s side of the family was renting out, and it had been used as a: summer school, summer camp, maybe college, business retreat, and more over the years.
I even had false memories of this and having gone to school and / or college and / or summer camp there at some point when I was younger.
In the current timeline of the dream, it was now being used as a multipurpose building that could be temporarily rented out for all of those things and more.
The BP Library and maybe one or other groups were renting it temporarily for some kind of work related retreat, meeting, convention, training, or something I assume.
So I was there with my coworkers and other people who were staying there for however many days.
I had a bedroom on an upper floor that was near an indoor window that overlooked a fictional indoor courtyard to the left of where the middle room on the first floor would be.
The indoor window was just a tall open wood framed window with no glass or screen that you can stand in or sit on, that look down at the indoor courtyard below, which was nice.
There were possibly several other such windows on the upper floor(s) and there were one or more on the first floor.
As is often the case in my dreams, I do not remember seeing any external windows, windows with a view to the outside.
I knew this house well, even this somewhat fictional version, because even in the dream: it had been my grandparent’s house when they were alive, and I had gone to school and / or summer camp and / or college there at some point.
It was good being back there, and I remember walking around exploring the place as I thought about and possibly relived some false memories of it from over the years.
At some point when I was walking along the halls of the upper floor that my room was on, from an upper indoor window, I saw my coworker Ms. SS down below in the courtyard.
So I walked down to the lower floor inner window to the courtyard, and I talked briefly with Ms. SS.
I told her about the history of this place, how it was my grandparent’s old house, and how my mom’s side of the family had been renting it out since they died years ago.
I told her about some of my false memories of my times here back then.
As I was leaving back to my room on the upper floor, I heard my female coworker JB enter the courtyard with Ms. SS, and I remember really wanting to at least say hello to JB.
I rushed to the upper indoor window to say hello and wave at JB as I ate an apple while wearing a red T-shirt that was stretched at the neck too much.
While doing this, I saw my reflection or something, and my stomach was poking out like I had gotten fatter.
I did not like that, I decided that I would go exercise outside immediately, probably starting with a jog, but I woke up as I went to do this.
This dream took place during the day, possibly in a different country and continent, maybe Italy and in Europe, but I can not remember.
This dream is a little confusing and unclear now, I was possibly not myself for part of the dream, but I am not sure.
At some point, I and / or whoever I was during part of this dream, went to a two-story building by a dock and water, that was possibly a funeral home-like place.
This place was run by a European (possibly Italian) man with light-color skin.
I or whoever I was possibly arrived with some prisoners, I am not sure if I was a prisoner too or not briefly.
They or we seemed to be there as trustees as part of a prison work / rehabilitation program.
They were outside by the docks at first, then they started going inside, but they did not notice that a shapeshifting or master of disguise assassin was among them; and he or she or it assassinated one or more prisoners by and in the water without anyone noticing.
The last prisoner killed was a woman with dark-color skin with short black hair who was drowned by the assassin once the others walked inside.
The assassin possibly changed / stole the appearance of one of the assassinated prisoners and either entered the building to take out the next target or left, I am not sure which.
I just remember walking to a nearby downtown-like area, the previous building and dock was in a quiet part of this area.
Downtown near larger buildings but still quieter and nice and cleaner and less crowed than you would expect was a woman using a delivery machine where you could pay and leave items inside of it to be delivered to people.
She was leaving some items to be delivered to her boyfriend or husband, who was among the prisoners I had seen earlier.
I stopped to watch because she was putting some unusual items in the delivery machine like: a plastic container of water with fish, a box with some mice, and a few other things.
There was more to this dream that I can not remember, like maybe the assassin had been sent / paid by a mafia or gang to kill some of those prisoners; but that is all that I can remember of this dream.
- John Jr