In this dream, I was working at a fictional larger nicer more modern version of the library that I work at that had an open auditorium like room, it had a clean modern business style to it.
Many business people (businessmen) wearing suits were having an assumed business meeting / meeting in there, and it possibly partly involved funding for the library; but I have no idea.
My coworker Ms. RB, our OM, our assistant director Ms. JM, my female coworker JB, my female coworker MR, a fictional female coworker who seemed to be the character Aneka (played by Michaela Coel) from the movie Black Panther: Wakanda Forever, and maybe one or more of my coworkers were in this dream.
All that I can remember is that I was sitting among some tables with business men, politicians, rich people, and other well-connected people.
They were probably eating & drinking, et cetera, and one of them started to make a joke about someone else; but that is all that I can remember of this dream.
I can not remember most of this dream and it is very unclear, I am not sure if I was completely myself during some parts of the dream, I was possibly sometimes a man who was a doctor and / or businessman and who was possibly a ghoul or something because he probably looked weird but I am not sure; maybe the dream jumped back and forth between us often making it almost seem like we were the same person and / or I was able to sometimes see / feel things from his point of view.
At some point someone who was possibly mafia or mafia-connected wanted the man and / or I to do something wrong, we refused, and so this person threatened the man / me but he / I still refused.
One day the man / I returned home, which was a small house on a hill near the edge with water below, and his / my wife was laying outside on the ground.
Some assumed mafia henchmen were probably sent to attack / torture his / my wife and kill her because he / I refused to do whatever they had wanted him / me to do, she was still alive but dying, and she was possibly a ghoul too and / or she was partly skinned and / or burned because she looked strange as well but was still attractive in a way.
Her body was dismembered, everything below her stomach was gone, they had cut her in half but I am not sure where the rest of her body was.
Amazingly she was able to still talk as she was dying, he / I talked with his / my wife as she died, they / we said our final words to each other before she dyed.
After this point the man was probably definitely not me, he called another businessman and / or doctor who possibly had told the assumed mafia where he had lived, and he wanted to know who killed his wife and who gave the order et cetera because he wanted to kill all of them.
The other man agreed to me him, and they met in a building in a hallway and maybe I was there too.
The other man brought two men with him who seemed like his henchmen, I wondered if they had been the ones to kill the man’s wife or involved in another way, and the man wanted his wife’s body reconnected and preserved using taxidermy(?) so maybe he wanted the other man to bring him the rest of his wife’s body.
He also wanted the names of all those involved in her murder, he made an offer that possibly included him not killing them if they had not been too involved in her death, but even he was not sure if he would spare them or not.
The other man looked at the terms and tried to decide if it was worth betraying the assumed mafia or not, but I woke up.
Dream 2
This may have been part of the previous dream but I am not sure, and so I will type it separately.
I was in what looked like the same hallway at the end of the previous dream, and several people were in the hallway including my male coworker JM.
I learned that there was a hidden elevator on the wall to my right (probably from someone in the hallway), I needed to use the elevator, but JM needed to use a code to unlock it first.
JM walked over to the wall, pressed something, part of the wall opened to reveal an elevator, and then JM went to type in a code to unlock the doors so I turned around to give him privacy.
He probably asked me why I was turning around, I told him why, he said that was not necessary since I was a coworker, but then I woke up.
All that I can remember of this dream is a well-dressed athletic man with dark brownish colored skin with short blackish colored hair being inside a tall multi-story building, and the building and the company inside of it was owned by a rich man with whitish colored skin with yellowish colored hair; unfortunately I can not remember most of the dream, and so what I do remember does not make much sense and I did some out of character things in this dream.
I think that I was in the dream as well following the man, we got on the elevator and we went up to an upper floor where the rich man had his office, and we were going to get an instant meeting with the rich man because the man was going to use his looks and confidence et cetera to talk the secretaries into letting us meet with the rich man in his office.
We got off of the elevator into a nice modern waiting room where some people were sitting down waiting, they stared at the man and whispered to each other wondering if he was a famous athletic, and we entered the main office area; and I followed the man as he walked confidently to the main secretary’s desk, and there were other desks with workers scattered around this room.
He said a few things to the secretary, who was a woman with dark brownish colored skin with long blackish colored hair, and then she let us walk further into the building to the rich man’s office; and some of the workers stared and whispered to each other as the man walked past them, and they also seemed to think that he was a famous athlete.
I followed the man to the rich man’s office which had partial glass walls in some areas with a glass door, the rich man was sitting at his desk near the door, and we entered his office and he was surprised and he did not know who we were; and it seemed that maybe the man or we were there to convince the rich man to give us money, and the man tried to intimidate the rich man when his other attempts failed but something went wrong and maybe he accidentally killed the rich man and the dream restarted.
This time when we got to the rich man’s office the man changed into a very short man who somewhat reminded me of the comedian Kevin Hart, I was not comfortable with what we were doing, and I was not going to talk; but when the man started with a veiled threat toward the rich man, I interrupted saying that I was the peaceful one and wanted to handle this peacefully if possible, but I could not speak for the other man and I said a few other things to help make the mood more positive.
I sat in a chair in front of the rich man’s desk further back while the man pulled up a chair right next to the rich man’s desk from his right side, the man started talking again, and the rich man seemed to realize that he was possibly in danger; and so it looked like he was going to stall us and press a button for security.
Some workers entered the room and sat at some desks behind the man, they were focused on some other things, and then a male worker with whitish skin who was suspicious of us walked outside the door like he wanted to enter to make sure that the rich man was okay; but then many other workers and this man sat down at chairs outside the door for a meeting it seemed, and he was able to watch us from there because of the glass door and partial glass wall.
There were now many witnesses around and so the rich man was safe and he knew it, he started lecturing us like little kids (he acted like a parent combined with a salesperson, and a smart politician and business person who knew that the system is flawed and could be improved; but who would do what they could to keep it going because it benefits them, and so they lie and manipulate people et cetera to keep other people believing and supporting the failed and unbalanced and unfair system) about how the country was in debt and so you can not help people much, and he compared it to a family in debt who want to give their children more allowance but they can not afford it; and I was already not comfortable with what was going on, it was clear that the rich man was in a dominant position where he could have us arrested, and so I started to feel even worse and I apologized and so did the other man.
I started to explain that we just wanted at least a chance to work and make some money, we asked him if he had any jobs or if he knew anyone who had some jobs, but I woke up.
Dream 2
All that I can remember of this dream is that it took place during the day and I was driving my automobile back to the city of D from the highway that goes to the city of LC like I was returning from another city, and I remember parking at a small field-like area with a building on the left side of the highway probably not far from P’s Automobile Repair Shop.
Many of my former classmates were there like my former female classmate LB, my former male classmate EK et cetera, and Eddie Wong from YouTube was there with some of his workers and friends and family.
The first person I remember talking to was my former male classmate DH, I remember him talking about how his police officer job was stressing him a lot and how busy his life was and he wanted to quit his police officer job soon, he was still probably in the Army National Guard; but he was in the process of looking for another job to go along that job to replace his police officer job, and at some point I wished him well and he left.
At some point as I was talking to people, Eddie Wong and some of his friends looked like they were driving my automobile around for fun, and they crashed it into a ditch.
It turned out to be a prank, it was not really my automobile and it was a comedy skit/prank that they were filming, and after that I remember talking to my former male classmate JC who seemed to be doing better; and he invited me to maybe a fictional version of the city of LC to eat with his family at a buffet restaurant where they were going to eat at for their family reunion I think.
We went to our automobiles to leave to the other city but one of my tires was messed up, we stopped to work on it, and I think that this is a bit strange because my last dream that my former classmate JC was in also involved tire problems; I wonder what this could represent/mean?
Oddly my tires were bigger than in real life and there was no treads/grip on my tires, they were completely smooth, I remember us getting a new tire (maybe from the automobile repair shop near this area; and the new tire also was smooth with no treads/grip, even in the dream I thought that this was odd, but I assumed that maybe it was no longer considered necessary to have that anymore or something like that.
After changing my tire we drove to the other city and we went to the buffet restaurant, which was large and pretty nice, and I met various family members of my former classmate JC including his sister JC; and everyone seemed happy, I remember us talking, and walking around getting food at this large buffet with many food items but I woke up.
I barely remember part of two somewhat long dreams from last night with the first dream taking place during the day in a fictional location, and it involved several people and I going to a small hospital.
There was one entrance/exit at the front that led to a large open probably waiting room with a probably whitish and blackish colored hard tile(d) floor, there was possibly a desk on the right side of the entrance/exit, and at the back of the room was a hall one the left side and one on the right side that led to the hospital rooms.
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