Something Negative Happening At An Antique(s) Shop?

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I went to bed very late again last night so I did not get as much sleep as I had wanted to, but I did sleep pretty well though.

Unfortunately I ended up forgetting pretty much all of my dreams, I did not bother to voice record them when I woke up during the night to use the bathroom, but I will try to type some possible dream fragments.

Dream 1

I possibly had one dream that was inspired by an episode of the television series American Horror Story: Roanoke and/or the video game Until Dawn and/or the video game Vampire: The Masquerade – Bloodlines, which I watched an episode of and gameplays of last night, and maybe the dream took place at a place that reminded me of The E House; but that is all that I can remember.

Dream 2

I possibly had one dream that involved a woman with whitish-colored skin with yellow hair and her mother who had whitish-colored skin and gray/white hair, there was something negative going on that I can not remember, and maybe part of the dream involved antiques and a place that sold antiques like maybe an antique shop or flea market or pawn shop.

The antique shop/whatever was possibly located near STC College where another antique shop/flea market/whatever store should be, but that is all that I can remember.

The end,

-John Jr


My Former Classmate JC’s Mansion

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I remember part of my last dream from last night, which took place where my aunt JE’s house is supposed to be, but my former classmate JC’s family had a mansion there.

I can not remember how I got to JC’s mansion or why exactly, but I do know that this was explained in the earlier parts of the dream that I can not remember.

I just remember being inside JC’s mansion, which had one floor above ground, and the other floors were underground.

JC’s dad had died in the past but I am not sure what happened to his mom & siblings, it seemed that JC had lived alone in the mansion for a while, and it seemed like I was the first person to visit him in a while.

The mansion was a cool museum-like place where his parent’s many antiques decorated the entire mansion, and some areas had themes from certain time periods such as: the dark ages, the wild west age, the world wars, et cetera.

The above ground floor had several drawbridges / bridges crossing to the other side(s) of the above ground floor, and there were some areas where you could see into the first underground floor; the mansion was very unique and interesting.

JC’s parent’s room was a long rectangular shaped room that was very interesting, I had memories of it from the outside (probably false memories or maybe I had a dream of the mansion before), but this was my first time going inside of it to see the entire room.

The mansion was a bit like an antique museum/castle/house with a unique setup that blended JC’s family’s interests/likes/tastes/et cetera.

JC and I ate, drank, talked about old times & current times, and JC gave me a tour of the mansion.

JC invited me to spend the night at the mansion and I accepted his invitation, and he even hinted at wanting me to move into the mansion; he seemed happy that one of his former classmates/friends had come to visit him, and he seemed to want a return to the old days where his friends were still around.

I was slightly hesitant for some reason, but I was considering it.

At some point during our tour we heard voices in the mansion on the above ground floor, and we saw a group of people walking across one of the draw-bridges; and it was a group of young men & women & their parents who lived on Eastside, and they might have been family members of our former classmate DH.

We went to see why they were in JC’s mansion, I can not remember why they were there, but I think that they were curious to see the inside of the mansion since they saw me enter it; before seeing me enter, they had been too afraid to enter the mansion, since they would never see anyone visit it.

JC nicely let them tour the above ground floor, even though they had illegally entered his mansion, on the condition that they did not touch any of the antiques & that they knock on the door & wait for permission to enter the mansion next time.

JC went to give them a tour and I joined them, and I woke up shortly after this.

The end,

-John Jr 🙂


A Flea Market

I remember part of my last dream which I think took place in D during the day, at the flea market-like place near where the G Store used to be, and maybe one of my brothers and I went to look at the flea market-like place.

We looked at some of the stuff on the outside and in the garage area, but we did not see anyone yet to our surprise; and then we went inside, which looked much nicer than the outside to our surprise, but it was a bit dark.